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[SachiGrl]

Agent Garrod. Yeah, that's me... he liked how his named rolled off of Dwight's tongue. He, also, liked that she specifically chose him to accompany her to chat with the victims' loved ones. Anything, but getting stuck in an office...he thought with a grin. In addition, he liked watching her come in and out of the room. A women dominated team is fantastic for a single guy like himself. He saw Cheney was the first to sprint out of the Conference room. It wasn't exactly a sprint, but she had nice curvaceous hips and a nice round bum attached to it, that he felt he didn't get to look at them long enough. Hence, it was a sprint. He stood quickly after her, walking out nonchalantly, but quickly turning around to salute everyone with two fingers above his forehead, "See you guys around." Naturally, he winked at Dwight before departing.


He inadvertently followed Cheney out of the facility, surprised how the woman didn't notice him behind her. She must be deep in thought... he cocked his head slightly with the thought. He believed she was the thinker of the room. She was not only the first to speak, but she managed to tie the disgusting facts about the victims to religion. His face scrunched up as he recalled the images provided in the case file. He placed his hand on the roof of the SUV before entering, "Mind if I bunk with you?" If he could actually bunk with her, that would be better.

 

[QueenOfLies]

Nadia Cheney

Disliking the silence that was surrounding her, she turned on the radio for some background noise as she waited for her partner. Something about the case was nagging at the back of her mind but for the moment she couldn't think of it. She bit the side of her finger, another notion that she was thinking, and bit even harder when Garrod spoke. The poor woman hadn't even seen or heard him come to the side of the car. A few choice words were muttered as she shook her finger and looked at him with her eyebrows furrowed. "And do we not know how to announce ourselves first?"


She said as she examined her finger. It wasn't bad but she did bite through it and now she was bleeding. No problem, she always carried band-aids and what not in her bag and she took one out putting it around her finger. "Sure, why not? We're all going to the same place right, Garrod?"


This was the male she still hadn't thanked for the compliment. Yes, she would do it but not right now. Considering he did scare her, even though unintentionally, and made her bite her finger. She'd get over by the time they got to the plane but for now, she'd feign being upset with him.

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[Javax]

Drew Ramsey

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• Tagged: @Anaxileah | @LitatheShyGhostie
  
  
  Mentioned: Amelia Dwight | Anastasia Petrov
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• Notes: I'm still here! (>u>)
  
  
  Anyways, here's a crappy post because I'm not really feeling it right now.
  
  
  [CHARACTER SHEET]

Drew repeatedly glazing his eyes over the information set before him as his coworkers gave their input. All of their ideas made sense, and he admired their differing backgrounds. Diversity was always valuable in work such as this. It allowed for multiple perspective on varying situations and there was a large amount of knowledge and intelligence in one area.


Once everyone had given their piece of information, Agent Dwight addressed them all and assigned them to differing jobs. He averted his gaze to Petrov when she and Ramsey were assigned their tasks. The curly-haired male stifled a chuckle. How amusing that the two Russians were paired together. He knew she was Russian; her accent still held a tinge of her heritage and it was unmistakable.


Dwight left, and it was obvious that everyone was dismissed. Drew stood up from his seat and grabbed his bag. He began walking out, but stopped beside his partner. "I will meet you at the car," was all he said before he exited the meeting room then the building altogether. It didn't take him long to arrive to his assigned black SUV. He placed his shades back on his face as he entered the SUV. He sat in the car, turning the A/C on almost immediately; the hot temperatures of Florida were certainly not a favourite of the Russian, and he was ready to go up north to Michigan.

 

[LitatheShyGhostie]

Anastasia Petrov

Mentioned

@Javax | Drew Ramsey

Notes

GO TEAM RUSSIA GO! (OuO)

Anastasia stood up, grabbing the black travel bag that she had set at her feet during the meeting. She decided not to go to her office as she would have time to look when they got back, heading straight to the car. She headed out of the meeting room, her purse and travel bag on her shoulder, silently making a list of things her office would probably need.Pictures of her parents as well as of her sweet Freya were at the top of her list, as well as a list of things for her apartment.She would meet Ramsey at the car, and hopefully get to know the man she would be working with.


Anastasia entered the black SUV, greeting her partner.She noticed how cold the vehicle was, amused that he couldn't handle a little warm weather."Too hot for your liking outside?" The short Russian woman teased, hoping to break the ice with that comment."You are Russian too right?" Anastasia asked, curious due to the accent she detected when he spoke. She tossed her bag in the back, putting her small purse at her feet, settling into the car for the ride.

 

[SachiGrl]

Luis looked around himself questioningly as Cheney blurted out angrily in his direction. Pointing at himself, he wore an expression that practically said, 'Who me?' He then noticed blood on her finger and apologized immediately, "Was that me?" He scratched his head sheepishly, "Oh jeez.. sorry 'bout that." His eyes quickly widened when the woman pulled out a first aid kit. Damn! This woman is ready for anything... he thought with an approving nod followed by perverted thoughts revolving around condoms and last minute sex.


He was still in his red hot fantasy world until he heard his surname snapping him back to reality. "Oh please," he said with a roll of his eyes, "Call me Luis when Big Boss Dwight isn't around." With that said, he sat beside her accordingly. His legs were spaced enough to provide room for his 'balls'. Not that he had any, but not that he cared to elaborate why he liked to emphasize on his 'ballsy' space. "Ready to go?" he asked as he placed both his hands behind his head comfortably, giving off a very lax vibe.

 

[Anaxileah]

Amelia closed her eyes and pinched her nose, taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly before opening her eyes once more and lowering her hand back to where it rested at her side. She stood in front of the FBI buildings, observing her new team as they did as she commanded and entered their provided vehicles to prepare the trip to the airport. Garrod got into one with Cheney after she had taken driver's seat, and Petrov was Ramsey's passenger. Amelia nodded to herself in approval before she turned on her heel to head back into the building, wondering where Agent Lane was at. As she walked off, her heels clicking against the pavement, she heard a comment from one of the cars, the relaxed voice unmistakable. "Call me Luis when Big Boss Dwight isn't around." Amelia stopped in her tracks momentarily, gritting her teeth at the remark, but continued walking as if the phrase didn't faze her.


As the redheaded woman reentered the building, she heard the sound of sirens come from the area she had just left. She turned to look through the glass door in confusion, then turned back to the elevator she was about to enter. The machine made a 'ding!' noise before opening to reveal three agents, one unconscious and being carried by the other two. Blood was dripping from his leg, where he had been wounded not long before. Agent Lane... Dwight watched as the two agents took her teammate through the doors to the ambulance present, and she hurried after them, bewildered.


"What happened?!" Dwight asked one of the agents that had been carrying Lane after he was placed on a gurney and rolled into the ambulance. "Agent Lane? It seems he had lost more blood than he had expected, and the hospital called to say that he left early, refusing to follow the doctor's instructions. He's going to be hospitalized for a while. Sorry, Ma'am." The agent looked apologetically at the Unit Chief, who simply waved her hand and grinned tightly. "It's alright. As long as he'll be taken care of properly. Make sure he doesn't do the same thing again." Dwight spoke authoritatively and the other agent nodded before speaking to the paramedics. As soon as the agent turned from her, Dwight walked towards her own vehicle, not bothering to speak to any of the other team members as she passed them by. The stressed out female marched quickly to her black SUV, started the car, and then sped off in the direction of the airport, making sure to stay close to the speed limit. She had no intention of breaking the law, but she also had no intention of taking longer than necessary. Her to-go bag was in the passenger seat beside her rather than Lane, which made Amelia frown, but nothing more.


As soon as Dwight arrived at the airport, she grabbed her to-go bag and purchased a coffee from the small Starbucks located within the building, blowing lightly on the luscious liquid to cool it off. After buying the caffeinated drink, Amelia hurried to the private jet that was waiting for the team, and then sent a message to the rest of the team. Each member had been provided with a phone for the job, all of them equipped with cross-country calls and unlimited text, talk, data, the works (better than those in the show ). Everyone's numbers were already in each phone, along with their names. Dwight set up a group chat with the members, updating them with the information necessary.

Team

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Agent Lane will not be accompanying us on this case. Hurry to the plane, we will be taking off in fifteen. - Dwight

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@Fezzes @SachiGrl @Javax @QueenOfLies @LitatheShyGhostie Mood: Irritated/Shocked/Upset Location: Outside FBI -> Inside FBI -> Outside FBI -> Vehicle -> Airport -> Plaaaaaane
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[QueenOfLies]

Nadia Cheney

She watched as he got defensive and inwardly chuckled. Oh, boy, this was going to be a fun little adventure. After wrapping her finger in the bandage, she started the car completely and looked at her riding companion, who looked comfortable. From what she gathered, he was used to making himself comfortable and that he didn't have a care in the world. While she applauded him in his laid back character, she wondered if it would cause any trouble with their actual work. Probably not, but a girl couldn't help but wonder. She raised her eyebrows when he suggested calling him Luis. Now, back in her teen years, she may have broken the rules. But now in her life, and especially this early on in her career, she'd rather not break any rules... Just yet. "As much as I'd love to LuLu, I'd rather not get my head bitten off by Mama bear just yet." She said as she started their journey off to the airport. It wasn't until she just pulled off that her phone made a ding noise. Not being one to text and drive, she contemplated asking Garrod to reach in her bag and grab it. Of course it might be a bad idea but the text could be important. "Well if you want to make up for scaring the hell out of me, grab my phone out of my bag please?"

 

[SachiGrl]

Luis found himself chuckling when Miss Cheney, assuming she's a miss and not a misses, referred to the Big Bad Dwight as a Mama Bear. "Mama bear," he said in between chuckles, "good one!" Alas, they were off on the road and it wasn't long until both their phones simultaneously dinged. The sound of ambulance was heard near the area. He looked over the curly haired curvy woman next to him curiously. She wore a contemplative expression. It wasn't long until she opened her mouth to speak her mind. "Oh," he said with a nod, but his body didn't move an inch. His arms were still behind his head and his legs were motionlessly relaxed on his seat. "If you wanted my number, you could just ask," a smirk crept unto his mouth before he unlocked his own phone revealing Dwight's not-so-great news. I don't think I'll ever receive good news from her... he thought to himself. His sly face transitioned to that of a concerned one. He wondered what happen to the limping guy. Then a thought on the back of his mind lightened the gravity of the man's situation... hehehe.. less men on the team. Despite the thought, his expression remained the same. "The guy with the limp won't be joining us by the way," he said without much emotion. Luis didn't even bother to look in Cheney's direction. "Boss sent a group text."

 

[QueenOfLies]

Nadia Cheney

It wasn't until he repeated his words at her that she realized what she had just said and shook her head. Well, it was too late to take it back now so she'd just had to roll with it. She waited for a moment to see if there was any movement but there wasn't any. It was a curious thought as to why until she heard his remark about just asking for his number. She rolled her eyes at his ridiculous remark. "Trust me. If I truly wanted it, I'd have been gotten it easy. With no problem whatsoever." She said with a smirk and a shake of her head. Just as she pulled into the airport parking lot, LuLu mentioned Lane wouldn't be attending the trip with them. "Poor Lane. He was pretty cute. Well anyway," she said as she parked the car, "It's time to go catch some bad guys. Come along LuLu." She said as got out and grabbed her bag. In her head, her over-all thoughts about LuLu were basically half appealing and half unappealing to put it simply. And while thinking these thoughts, she couldn't help but smile at them herself while she waited and checked her phone, and indeed there was the group text. Thank goodness it wasn't anyone else.

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[Javax]

Drew Ramsey

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  Mentioned: Anastasia Petrov | Amelia Dwight
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  Sorry for the crappy post. u.u I'm just not in it right now. .-.
  
  
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The male briefly looked in Anastasia's direction when she entered the vehicle, who mused about the low temperature inside the SUV, but returned his gaze back to the road, ready to get going. He let out a huff of amusement. "Way too hot," admitted the Russian.


Then Drew completely turned his gaze towards the female, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah," he answered simply. Drew Ramsey observed Petrov from behind his sunglasses. She was attractive, he'll admit, but not his type. However, he found it amusing that Dwight had paired the two together.


The curly-haired male turned back to the wheel and put the car in drive. He began pulling away from the building, getting on the road and following the GPS' directions to the airport. "And you are as well, I assume?" he inquired after a bit of silence.


They had hardly been on the road for more than five minutes when Drew felt his phone buzz. Curious, he fished the device out of his pocket and unlocked it with one hand without looking, being sure to keep his eyes on the road as much as possible. Once he blindly made his way to his messages, he glanced at the screen periodically to read the text. He furrowed his brows together after reading it and typed a quick reply.

Team

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Agent Lane will not be accompanying us on this case. Hurry to the plane, we will be taking off in fifteen. - Dwight

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Okay. Be there in three. -Team Russia

"Lane isn't joining us," he informed the female. "We'll be at the airport soon."

 

[LitatheShyGhostie]

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Drew Ramsey | @Javax

Notes

Guess who deleted like 7 drafts? it meeeeee also filler involving cats

Anastasia Petrov




Anastasia nodded and gave a small yes,silently fiddling with the contents of her small black purse, attempting to fish out her phone.After what she deemed an awkward period of silence, Anastasia asked, "Lane was the injured one right?". She silently checked her phone, taking a moment to look at the group text that was sent. "Team Russia, huh?" She said, giving a small chuckle at the text. Anastasia hadn't thought about it, but it seemed like an appropriate team name for them.


"Was I the only late one?" Anastasia continued, asking the burning question at the back of her mind. "If Natasha hadn't been late getting my little girl, maybe I would've been on time." She thought, still slightly irritated with her sister. She only hoped that her young niece and nephew weren't bothering her poor cat. Freya was her pride and joy, being a Christmas gift from her Father last year.She was to fill the void that their family cat, Boris had left when he passed away.

 

[SachiGrl]

Agent Cheney tended to shake her head a lot. The curls on her head swayed about her shoulders with each disapproving motion. Luis smirked at Nadia's remark in regards to asking for his number. Within a snap, he answered wittily, "I know. The boss sent us a group text with all our numbers." He lifted his iPhone up to emphasize his point. His case around his phone was bulky and had no aesthetic appeal, but it does the job. Protect his phone. The phone was larger than his hand, nothing that he was proud of. He simply liked upgrading. As Nadia spoke about their fellow limping agent, he bobbled his head with an annoyed expression. Getting out of the car, he was glad she changed the subject. Not much to talk about anyway, he wasn't into 'cute' guys. "Now, you're speaking my language!" He said approvingly. He looked around searching for any familiar faces. Were they first to arrive? A smirk crept on his face.