Interpol Branch Office, Brussels Arcology
"Alright," Captain Beatrix said, standing by the wall in the meeting room. "Thank you all for coming. Glad you're back from your vacation, Shapur."
"Thanks, it was nice," the Persian said with a nod and a small smile. "Good to see the kids."
"For sure," Bee replied, before looking at the two newcomers. "Well, we've got new people so let's go ahead and formally introduce everyone. I'm Captain Beatrix Simmons, callsign Bee, I'm the overall unit leader, but also serve as the squad medic, cause I'm not used to handing that particular responsibility off."
Bark looked around at the introductions, which he gave a nod and decided to be first up for the introductions. He stood up from his seat and gave a salute, as he wished to be proper well as proper as he could be. "I am Private Ngao Agrinya, my callsign is Bark, a small joke at being a canine but also being tough as tree bark with or without the ballistic shield." He chuckled and let down his salute. "I'll be the shieldbearer unless a mission doesn't call for it or I get assigned to another position as need be. Always happy to be working with you all." He smiled as he took his seat once more.
"I'm Sergeant Shapur Karimi," one of the veterans said with a smile as he stood up. "Callsign Oaf, cause that's definetly who you want handling explosives, right?" he added, chuckling at his own joke before sitting back down.
"Corporal Valpuri Kovalyov," the remaining member said staying seated, her Russian accent cutting through the air. "Sniper, callsign Zima."
Shade watched each one move in turn, red eyes unblinking as she stared at them. She had decided that they must have set the trend for standing when talking, and so that trend would need to be followed. So, when she was all that remained she gave a short growl, and stood. She wore her usual outfit, perhaps even the same one from hours ago, a slim, black bodysuit that hugged her form tightly. She had somehow gotten an ill-fitting jacket overnight, wearing that over her shoulders. Her forarms held gauntlets of screens, a datapad was slung over her back, and on her head were tech-goggles on standby.
"I am Corporal Fel Shade, callsign Shade," she began, German accent very much present. "I am technology, here to provide tech support. I see through a building's eyes, I breathe the code of the modern age." Suddenly self-concious, her ears lowered back a little. "So, hacking and such, to be reductive about it's complexity." She waited for a solid second, before she slowly sat back down.
Bark was hesitant to speak with or even about the feline Chongwu, as she didn't seem to want to talk. However if teamwork cohesion was going to work? He should take a chance and say something. "We can always use tech support on our missions, as some of these people seem to have access to drones. Could be useful to have some of our own no?"
Her head swiveled like a machine and her eyes locked onto his, a single blink slowly taking place as she did so. "Yes, you will need me if you wish to survive the modern era of combat. Technology is our power, and so I will be our technology." She blinked once more, and looed at the others. "Guns are acceptable as well. Do not worry."
"I still have yet to get my drone back, by the way," she huffed to Captain Beatrix.
"Uh," Bee replied, pulling out her datapad to look at her messages. "Right, they'd started taking it apart for evidence, but after they got my order, they're sending it and should get here in a few hours."
Shade grew visibly angrier, eyes even wider than previosuly, before she breathed deeply and calmed. "Evidence. Evidence of their inadequacies perhaps. I could have destroyed that shuttle with my will alone, their security was so lacking. Thank you... Captain," she said with some hesitance.
Bark blinked for a moment in a bit of confusion about all of this. Her mannerisms were different, but not odd to him as he'd seen far more different mannerisms some arguably destructive to others around them. "If I may ask you mention being our technology? Do you have a way of interfacing with it?"
She put her goggles on, and underneath her red irises glowed through the glass. Miniscule numbers and letters were visible on the goggles, and as she kept staring at Bark he would feel his comm device ring. She hadn't moved a muscle, but if he'd look at it, the message would read: "I am technology."
"Yes," she said. "I do have a way of interfacing it. I was designed to do so. That was me being kind. Imagine what I can do to your enemies."
He blinked upon looking at his comm device ring and opened it up to see the message. He smiled at that, as it gave a reminder of more naive times in his early days. "That is amazing it's rare that I've seen anyone interface with technology like that. Only recently with the one person we caught, but I'm not certain if she was interfacing with technology like this. If so not this fast, but there was part of the situation I missed...No headset made for my ears, at least at the time."
"You are teling me things me things about your history that I do not know of, and are therefore not important to me," she said flatly. However, with the cadence of someone who still doesn't know how to take a compliment, she followed it with. "But yes... I... am amazing. Whover you speak of would be like an ant before my prowess. I will be an asset."
"I have no doubt about that and apologies if I rambled on a bit. It's history involving someone we caught a little while ago now. I'd like to see your skills at work in the field, after all recon can tell me where I need to go and what to watch out for." He smiled and seemed genuinely happy for the skill set she brings to the team.
"Or who to shoot," Valpuri said with a nod.
"I'm quite certain a crime will happen at some point," Shade said flatly. "You will have your chance to see my glory, 'Bark,' and you will be thankful for it." She turned to Beatrix. "How much longer will I be in this room? I must assemble my workstation to my liking."
"Just need to get your thinking on what to focus on," Bee said, tapping her datapad to bring up a list of current investigations. "We've got various projects that are ongoing, but they're more in the beginning stages of investigation. If anything strikes your fancy, we could focus on that and make it more likely to find the information necessary for us to get the bad guys and lockdown their crimes."
"I have not looked through the available cases," Shade mewed, "however I will support the team's decision. As soon as I have my workstation set up, I will be more effective at assisting the operations. I may be able to find more, hidden between the lines of code. Much crime is cyber, in this age."
Bark will take a look at the list of investigations and be truthfully stumped as of to what to focus on for them. After all he was the type to say all trouble needs help and or fixing depending on the situation. "On a personal level I'd feel investigating the Chongwu Undercover slavery rings going around, but on the other hand? Cults can be dangerous based on what I've seen once. A long while back, but the people involved can be hurt from those and their families. That's my input at least until we have more information on the cases."
Showing a very rare expression of... well movement and feeling, Shade leaned forward towards the Captain. "What sort of cults? Doomsday? Religious? It's often both in thi day and age. Modern cults are so fascinating," she said with a hint of excitment to her tone, before she shut down her emotions and sat back in her stiff and uncomfortable position. "The enemies of Freedom Street do deserve death as well. Slavers deserve little else. Or at least Human Justice, if death can't be given so readily. Should I begin looking for leads in these fields?"
"Technically we can't directly collaborate with Freedom Street," Beatrix said, before smiling. "Officially at least. If you could work on those contacts, we can get moving on that. On the cult front, kind of have your pick. Jumped up MLMs, weird cyber mindmelds, usual conspiracy theorists, the list goes on and on. Most are harmless to the rest of society, but other times they're not."
"It'd be an honor to collaborate with them, since I wasn't given the opportunity in my previous line of work unfortunately. What kind of big cults are we looking at that are causing various problems? Since we have Shade? We could use her expertise against those trying to go into cybertech kind of stuff. It would be some coincidence if we find a cult working to do Chongwu Underground slavery rings. Potentially could hit two drones with one shot." Bark did his best to find a way around particular metaphors. Since with Chongwu, those could be all too real.
"It would be too convenient," Shade said dismissvely, "for such things to align like that." She stood from her chair, ears flicking. "It appears no one here is willing to make a decision, and so I think it wise to wait until our Captain does some leadership, as is common with goverment agencies."
Bark blinked a little uncertain of how to approach that, but would attempt to anyway. "If I may offer some input? I'm hesitant to make a decision without enough information on who we're going after. I'd feel comfortable if we had some intel on these various threats. For example if we had an idea that say some cultists were planning a ritual bombing of some kind? Then we would need to make haste to thwart it first I believe. Potentially save the most lives that are in immediate and or catastrophic danger."
"Alright," Captain Beatrix said, standing by the wall in the meeting room. "Thank you all for coming. Glad you're back from your vacation, Shapur."
"Thanks, it was nice," the Persian said with a nod and a small smile. "Good to see the kids."
"For sure," Bee replied, before looking at the two newcomers. "Well, we've got new people so let's go ahead and formally introduce everyone. I'm Captain Beatrix Simmons, callsign Bee, I'm the overall unit leader, but also serve as the squad medic, cause I'm not used to handing that particular responsibility off."
Bark looked around at the introductions, which he gave a nod and decided to be first up for the introductions. He stood up from his seat and gave a salute, as he wished to be proper well as proper as he could be. "I am Private Ngao Agrinya, my callsign is Bark, a small joke at being a canine but also being tough as tree bark with or without the ballistic shield." He chuckled and let down his salute. "I'll be the shieldbearer unless a mission doesn't call for it or I get assigned to another position as need be. Always happy to be working with you all." He smiled as he took his seat once more.
"I'm Sergeant Shapur Karimi," one of the veterans said with a smile as he stood up. "Callsign Oaf, cause that's definetly who you want handling explosives, right?" he added, chuckling at his own joke before sitting back down.
"Corporal Valpuri Kovalyov," the remaining member said staying seated, her Russian accent cutting through the air. "Sniper, callsign Zima."
Shade watched each one move in turn, red eyes unblinking as she stared at them. She had decided that they must have set the trend for standing when talking, and so that trend would need to be followed. So, when she was all that remained she gave a short growl, and stood. She wore her usual outfit, perhaps even the same one from hours ago, a slim, black bodysuit that hugged her form tightly. She had somehow gotten an ill-fitting jacket overnight, wearing that over her shoulders. Her forarms held gauntlets of screens, a datapad was slung over her back, and on her head were tech-goggles on standby.
"I am Corporal Fel Shade, callsign Shade," she began, German accent very much present. "I am technology, here to provide tech support. I see through a building's eyes, I breathe the code of the modern age." Suddenly self-concious, her ears lowered back a little. "So, hacking and such, to be reductive about it's complexity." She waited for a solid second, before she slowly sat back down.
Bark was hesitant to speak with or even about the feline Chongwu, as she didn't seem to want to talk. However if teamwork cohesion was going to work? He should take a chance and say something. "We can always use tech support on our missions, as some of these people seem to have access to drones. Could be useful to have some of our own no?"
Her head swiveled like a machine and her eyes locked onto his, a single blink slowly taking place as she did so. "Yes, you will need me if you wish to survive the modern era of combat. Technology is our power, and so I will be our technology." She blinked once more, and looed at the others. "Guns are acceptable as well. Do not worry."
"I still have yet to get my drone back, by the way," she huffed to Captain Beatrix.
"Uh," Bee replied, pulling out her datapad to look at her messages. "Right, they'd started taking it apart for evidence, but after they got my order, they're sending it and should get here in a few hours."
Shade grew visibly angrier, eyes even wider than previosuly, before she breathed deeply and calmed. "Evidence. Evidence of their inadequacies perhaps. I could have destroyed that shuttle with my will alone, their security was so lacking. Thank you... Captain," she said with some hesitance.
Bark blinked for a moment in a bit of confusion about all of this. Her mannerisms were different, but not odd to him as he'd seen far more different mannerisms some arguably destructive to others around them. "If I may ask you mention being our technology? Do you have a way of interfacing with it?"
She put her goggles on, and underneath her red irises glowed through the glass. Miniscule numbers and letters were visible on the goggles, and as she kept staring at Bark he would feel his comm device ring. She hadn't moved a muscle, but if he'd look at it, the message would read: "I am technology."
"Yes," she said. "I do have a way of interfacing it. I was designed to do so. That was me being kind. Imagine what I can do to your enemies."
He blinked upon looking at his comm device ring and opened it up to see the message. He smiled at that, as it gave a reminder of more naive times in his early days. "That is amazing it's rare that I've seen anyone interface with technology like that. Only recently with the one person we caught, but I'm not certain if she was interfacing with technology like this. If so not this fast, but there was part of the situation I missed...No headset made for my ears, at least at the time."
"You are teling me things me things about your history that I do not know of, and are therefore not important to me," she said flatly. However, with the cadence of someone who still doesn't know how to take a compliment, she followed it with. "But yes... I... am amazing. Whover you speak of would be like an ant before my prowess. I will be an asset."
"I have no doubt about that and apologies if I rambled on a bit. It's history involving someone we caught a little while ago now. I'd like to see your skills at work in the field, after all recon can tell me where I need to go and what to watch out for." He smiled and seemed genuinely happy for the skill set she brings to the team.
"Or who to shoot," Valpuri said with a nod.
"I'm quite certain a crime will happen at some point," Shade said flatly. "You will have your chance to see my glory, 'Bark,' and you will be thankful for it." She turned to Beatrix. "How much longer will I be in this room? I must assemble my workstation to my liking."
"Just need to get your thinking on what to focus on," Bee said, tapping her datapad to bring up a list of current investigations. "We've got various projects that are ongoing, but they're more in the beginning stages of investigation. If anything strikes your fancy, we could focus on that and make it more likely to find the information necessary for us to get the bad guys and lockdown their crimes."
"I have not looked through the available cases," Shade mewed, "however I will support the team's decision. As soon as I have my workstation set up, I will be more effective at assisting the operations. I may be able to find more, hidden between the lines of code. Much crime is cyber, in this age."
Bark will take a look at the list of investigations and be truthfully stumped as of to what to focus on for them. After all he was the type to say all trouble needs help and or fixing depending on the situation. "On a personal level I'd feel investigating the Chongwu Undercover slavery rings going around, but on the other hand? Cults can be dangerous based on what I've seen once. A long while back, but the people involved can be hurt from those and their families. That's my input at least until we have more information on the cases."
Showing a very rare expression of... well movement and feeling, Shade leaned forward towards the Captain. "What sort of cults? Doomsday? Religious? It's often both in thi day and age. Modern cults are so fascinating," she said with a hint of excitment to her tone, before she shut down her emotions and sat back in her stiff and uncomfortable position. "The enemies of Freedom Street do deserve death as well. Slavers deserve little else. Or at least Human Justice, if death can't be given so readily. Should I begin looking for leads in these fields?"
"Technically we can't directly collaborate with Freedom Street," Beatrix said, before smiling. "Officially at least. If you could work on those contacts, we can get moving on that. On the cult front, kind of have your pick. Jumped up MLMs, weird cyber mindmelds, usual conspiracy theorists, the list goes on and on. Most are harmless to the rest of society, but other times they're not."
"It'd be an honor to collaborate with them, since I wasn't given the opportunity in my previous line of work unfortunately. What kind of big cults are we looking at that are causing various problems? Since we have Shade? We could use her expertise against those trying to go into cybertech kind of stuff. It would be some coincidence if we find a cult working to do Chongwu Underground slavery rings. Potentially could hit two drones with one shot." Bark did his best to find a way around particular metaphors. Since with Chongwu, those could be all too real.
"It would be too convenient," Shade said dismissvely, "for such things to align like that." She stood from her chair, ears flicking. "It appears no one here is willing to make a decision, and so I think it wise to wait until our Captain does some leadership, as is common with goverment agencies."
Bark blinked a little uncertain of how to approach that, but would attempt to anyway. "If I may offer some input? I'm hesitant to make a decision without enough information on who we're going after. I'd feel comfortable if we had some intel on these various threats. For example if we had an idea that say some cultists were planning a ritual bombing of some kind? Then we would need to make haste to thwart it first I believe. Potentially save the most lives that are in immediate and or catastrophic danger."