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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 8:15 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 8:59 pm
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As the lengthened stare, the grunt shifted a little, looking a little uncertain as to what he should do with the stare until the Executive moved on.
Faleen would be found at her work station, per the usual her hair was pulled back, and she was in her white Agent's uniform. sitting at a work bench with her fingers gliding over a touch screen display, while her eyes rest on a small display of what would first appear to be small bugs, no larger then a house fly. At the sound of her name the Agent pulled her eyes away, expecting to see another Agent, or Even one of her Grunts trying to get her attention. While the uniform was white, it only took her a second to realize that it wasn't an Agent's uniform, and within the next second the Agent snapped up out of her seat and pulled herself at respectful attention in the pretense of an Executive Agent, arm first by her side, shoulders square and back straight. Though there was a sense of surprise in her movements, she conduced herself further with great respect for the man visiting her department.
"Executive Agent, sir-" she spoke first in greeting "Of course, Sir, how may I be of assistance?" Behind her, the Carvanha in the tank blinked and swam lower toward the ground to observe this newcomer.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:52 pm
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"Oh, don't mind me," the executive said, his tone casual and his expression friendly. "Please, go ahead and continue working. I'd hate to delay you."
The man looked to the tank and to the pokemon swimming inside, regarding them with interest. When he spoke next, it was without turning back to Faleen, as if to emphasize that he wasn't going to demand her full attention, "I came to learn a little about the project you're working. I've stuck my hand into the situation, you see, so when people started buzzing about a progress report, I volunteered to come check on things myself." He turned his head slightly to regard the agent, his visible brow raised amicably, "You get a better idea of things like these by seeing them than by reading about them in an e-mail, no?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 10:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 10:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 10:41 pm
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Her face ticked with a moment of curiosity when he mentioned that this was somewhat personal for him. only helping to make the situation that much more unusual. As her Carvanha's chatter through the glass reached her, she glanced over with the intent of giving them a look to shut them up, only to have the Executive comment not just on them, but what they were saying. The Agent's face flushed pink when it became clear that he could understand her Carvanha.
The Carvanha themselves were taken by surprise as well, but at the shooting hard look they had gotten from Faleen they scattered through the water
Faleen lowered her head a little, with a silent sigh, though the Executive was giving her his wish that she drop the formalities... uh... she supposed she should at least try. It was an odd request to fill, but the Agent shifted her stance to face him, allowing her hands to move from her sides to fold behind her back. "Not at all Sir, I'll apologize for my Carvanha's lack of knowledge and respect, I believe that we're all adjusting to being able to communicate so fluently with certain one another. Beyond that- Its my pleasure to welcome you to the robotics department, Executive Ben. I suppose I don't need to introduce myself."
She... didn't really know what to do about this situation, at least not entirely. If this was an Elite she knew the protocol, and what they expected, and what mattered to them and their work... but an Executive, a casual one. The only time she knew of that happening was with Lore, but he was the boss' brother, and as far as she was aware he was a Grunt now. despite the slight pink of her cheeks, her demeanor remained professional and calm, for being as caught off guard as she had been... And still was.
"Director of Human Resources." Faleen repeated "Am I to assume that this project falls within your line of your profession?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 11:02 pm
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The executive controlled his amusement but failed to withhold the wide smile that remained on his lips in response to the fish's antics. "It's quite all right," he dismissed. "They're pokemon, after all. We can't reasonably expect them to mind their tongues but so much." As Faleen moved to the next subject at hand, Ben moved with her, nodding, "Thank you, Miss Ewell - and yes, I must admit, I am guilty of peaking at the files of those I intend to speak with. Although even if I hadn't, your reputation well precedes you."
He hummed lightly in consideration of the agent's question. "Well... yes and no, I suppose," he replied. "The project is more relevant to Intelligence than it is to me, but the task of finding a suitable test subject for the technology fell to me. I've already met with him; he's thrilled to lend his services. We had a long, pleasant conversation, and I suppose the encounter left me quite a bit more interested in the project than I was before."
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 11:58 pm
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"Until our expectations are made more clear, perhaps not." Her Carvanha were not as well behaved as the rest of her team, that was true. Then again, seeing as she couldn't speak with most of the rest of her team, she couldn't know that for certain.
The fact that he had looked into her and others files before he met them didn't phase her in the slightest, it was met with arching eyebrows and a soft smile of understanding, the Agent couldn't help acknowledge the fact to herself that she in turn did the same thing when possible. Of course not with an Executive, she wasn't privy with their information with good reason. Faleen listened with polite attentiveness as he continued, her hazel eyes widening slightly at the admittance that she had gained a reputation surprised her. With as low as she had been brought recently, she couldn't help but worry that it didn't mean entirely what she would hope it meant. With this last failure with her partner still digging deeply. still, her cheeks flushed a little darker and she acknowledged his words with a politely dipped head "You pay me a great complement, Sir. I can only hope that it isn't for my recent short comings" she admitted with a great deal more humility. She wasn't about to pretend that he didn't know about the recent events with Izaya and her long term partnership with him coming to the most unfortunate of ends.
"Once its up and running I understand that intelligence will be taking over the project. In the meantime it would as much be in my own field as it would be in human resources... I'm aware of a test subject for the next phase of testing." Faleen loose her grip on her wrist, allowing a hand to move back onto the counter top where the small "bugs" were still skittering around in an unnaturally uniformed and calculated manner. "Considering the lethal option of this technology I'm surprised to hear that there was a volunteer rather then one of our prisoner as I was originally expecting to be a candidate...? If I am understanding right."
Her hand lifted from the counter top as she gestured to a work station "I am more than happy to show you the progress, Sir. If I am to be so bold; I'm quite proud of what we've produced so far."
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 8:53 am
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Ben laughed again, "Well, you know, everyone has their good and bad days, and word gets around for both." Rather than clarify, he left the words vague and moved to the next matter at hand. His gaze fell to the table, watching as the small machines moved. "Oh, no, I do apologize," he said, "I wasn't clear. He is indeed a prisoner. But you see, due to the nature of the trial, he'll have a lot more freedom than he has in a long time, so why shouldn't he be excited about it? In fact, it's that quality that makes him the best candidate! ...In my humble opinion, of course." The gleam in his visible eye that accompanied his smile hinted at the possibility that the elected candidate perhaps wasn't quite as thrilled as Ben made him out to be.
His features illuminated with interest, and he stepped a bit closer to the work station at Faleen's gesture, "Oh, I would love to see it, if you wouldn't mind. I'm familiar with the purview of the concept, but I'm so curious about how it will actually work in practice."
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 10:58 pm
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"To certainly be expected." she agreed, Having no disillusion herself. she could at least take solace int he fact that it wasn't the first time she had failed and still managed to get where she was now. ... For her anyway, not this prisoner. "Ah, I see..." She couldn't help a feeling about this prisoner... though had no real proof that he was talking about who she suspected. Either way it didn't matter, Even if it was Izaya he was talking about, If an Executive in his profession saw him as an ideal candidate, she had no reason to disagree or argue.
"It is your profession, sir, certainly not mine to know the traits of the best candidate." she made a gesture to the table "This is where my profession lies." She reached a hand down, the small 'bugs' that upon closer look turned out to be tiny tiny robots, Micro bots. As her fingers drew closer to them they stopped moving and parted out of her way, while she tapped a few lines on to workstation top, allowing a small platform to light up, displaying a tiny chip being held between a pare of tweezers. "This chip itself is still in construction, but should be fully complete by the time the program." She had a look of pride on her face as she reached down to pick up the stand it was set on, holding out the tweezers to show the Executive. "Its still large enough to be able to support both the Porygon and the Programming we need to put in it, communicating with the eye unit, and small enough to be very difficult to find if someone manages to go poking around." Faleen perked up "Speaking of the eye unit. We have that complete already."
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