[PRP] Maybe It's Time to Change (Izaya & Zacharie)

[lZAYA ORlHARA]

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A firm, double knock sounded on Zacharie’s office door. Izaya stood outside in his Trainee uniform, a Joltik on his shoulder and a Gardevoir behind him. He radiated irritation; his eyes were narrowed and his mouth was a thin line, but he clenched and unclenched his fists at his sides and breathed deeply to keep himself relatively calm.

He knew he technically had no right to go barging into an agent’s office demanding answers, but he wasn’t about to stand around and do nothing now that he had gotten certain information from Mika that Zacharie had evidently been holding out on him with. Izaya knew very well that the agent was by no means obligated to share with him his activities, but that didn’t keep the informant from being pissed off anyway.

 

[insidiousEnigma]

Zacharie looked over his shoulder at the clipped knock on his door, a white erase marker dangling from his fingers. “Virus,” He waited for the Porygon to respond, “Do I have a meeting with someone?” The ‘no’ was almost immediate and the purple-haired boy heaved a soft sigh.

An unexpected visitor...great.

“Come in.” He called even as he returned to the formula on the whiteboard.  

[lZAYA ORlHARA]

Upon being given permission, the ex-Rocket opened the door and stood stiffly before the purple-haired man. “Agent,” he said curtly, briefly dipping his head in respect. “Please pardon the intrusion, but...I received certain information that you came into contact with a certain Faleen Ewell recently. Is that correct?”