>>5968513In front of a television dimly broadcasting local news is a man sitting serenely in his seat on the couch next to the man in the reptile jacket. He is taking a nap. Bonde hair and sideburns cover most of his face, a strong nose saving half of it from being covered by the messy locks. He's nearly stick-like in proportions but there's enough meat on his muscle to divine that he is, in fact, physically fit enough to be a Stormwatch agent.
You acknowledge that it is rude to rouse a man from sleep but exercise your authority as a singular level rank above him by pinching his nose shut.
Gently roused from sleep by his changed airflow, before recoiling from the realization someone grabbing a part of his face, the man is thrust into the waking world. He fails to make a coherent sentence for a moment.
"Who the <span class="mu-i">fuck</span> wakes up someone like that?" The man on the other side of the couch chimed. "Cleaner than throwing water, I <span class="mu-i">guess.</span>"
A smooth, gentle voice comes stumbling out from his lips. "No, no, it's fine, I shouldn't have been... how long was I out?" Being told two hours, he smacks his forehead. "Bah... shouldn't have missed it, I think." Only when you stifle a chuckle do you finally get his attention. "Oh? Can I help you with something?"
You beam with a bit of pride, since these folk seem at least a bit more amicable than the Yoshimitsu. "My name is Fiona Jarnafeldt, Level 2 Trollslayer. I'm looking for a third agent to join me on a mission I have lined up. I already have one, and I figured I'd have to wake you up to ask either of you."
The man nodded, stretching and yawning. "What's it about?"
Holding papers while talking makes you look more sophisticated, probably. You glance down to catch the exact time you set. "I want to scout the exterior of Helsinki's perimeter. I suspect there's a smuggling trail that we can find, or at least some path which aberrations sneak into the Stormdrains. My mentor thinks they're being smuggled in by the underdwellers. I want to find out how. I have a lead I would like to investigate as well."
"A walk in the woods!" He says. "That sounds delightful."
"Want to join in?" You ask.
The blonde man turns to the other. "Did you want in?"
The scale-coated man shook his head, in deep consideration. "No, but it gives me an idea. I'll talk with my supervisor about it."
The dutch looks back up to you. "Yeah. I'll tag along. My name is Kai, Level 1 Trollslayer. So what time are we-"
<span class="mu-s">And now, for tonight's lottery pulling!</span>
Eyes shoot up wide between the two of you as both your heads snap to face the television.
