[PRP] What Have You Been Saying?

[Blood_Goddess]

Grunt Adam, coded to the name Grunt Bones had been summoned for an early morning meeting with Agent Bishop in one of the Intel offices. He was given a very specific time and date to where he was expected to show up, He was told that he was being called in for questioning, but wasn't told any further as to the nature of the questions, or why.

The morning was cold in the base, and the halls were still, as it was still much too early for much of the Grunt's duties to begin for the day. The intelligence section of the base was quiet as well, though as if waiting for him the Office door with the number provided was already ajar, a man with slicked back black hair and an Agent's uniform was sitting at a desk reviewing some paperwork before the grunt was scheduled to arrive.  

[Magician Arcana]

Grunt Bones paced down the hall at a leisurely rate, his hands swinging to his side freely. The uniform was a bit stiff and starchy, but it was better than wrinkled and worn. Maybe it had been a poor decision to wear something that would make him appear twitchy and itchy. Poor planning. Still, there was no time to return and change.

Years of therapy, parent conferences, and teacher meetings had schooled Adam into an adept soothsayer. There was an inkling of what this meeting could be about, but the grunt wasn't positive. If anything, it could be as simple as his participation in the last big mission, or as complex and tangled as Izaya's state of not-deadness.

Sliding through the doors to the information office, Adam spotted the open door and approached. The time on his 'dex said it was a minute past their meeting time. Gently knocking on the ajar door, Adam gave the slick Agent a broad smile, "Agent Bishop? I'm Grunt Bones. You requested me for uhm, questioning?"  

[Blood_Goddess]

The man looked up with sharp dark eyes, staring at the Grunt in the doorway for a couple of seconds before he placed the files down onto his desk and stood up
"Ah yes, Grunt Bones." He greeted with a voice that sounded somewhat gruff and serious, though not unkind.
"Come in and have a seat Grunt. And thank you for being on time, I'm sure we all have a busy day ahead of us after this."

Agent Bishop remained standing as he made to gesture to the seat on the other side of his desk, while at the same time sliding an open folder with a small collection of pictures laying within them. If Adam would choose to take the invitation to enter he would find that the pictures were of Akira.

"Grunt Bones, what is your relationship with this man?"  

[Magician Arcana]

Nodding in acquiescence, the grunt moved through the door and sat in the chair opposite of the desk. "Thank you, Sir. Yes, a busy day indeed." There was a sudden sense of being a highschooler again and being called into the principals office... Then what would meeting the head honcho be like? A nice chit chat with El Presidente? Adam let the thoughts wander as they would as Bishop grabbed the folder.

Adam looked at the folder, and then to Bishop, before opening it. His heart stopped. Various pictures of Akira. HIS Akira. It felt as if gravity had increased and the floor was trying to suck him downward. Collect yourself. They just want to know what is going on with him. You're fine. Akira is fine.

"Jeesh.." Adam laughed away the nervousness as he pawed at the back of his neck, "Surprised me there... I wasn't expecting to be asked this. Uhm... He's my boyfriend, Sir." Adam gave the Agent a small smile, his cheeks faintly colored in embarrassment.  

[Blood_Goddess]

The Agent studied the Grunt carefully during the answer, his eyes shifting to a cold focus, inspecting every move, every twitch of Adam as he answered.

"You're boyfriend, alright," He reached out to pull the files back toward himself. "According to our records, one; Akira Midoriyama, Is not a member of Team Rocket. I don't need you to confirm this-" Agent Bishop added in a tone of reassurance, though it was probably far from reassuring. "How much does Midoriyama know about your involvement with Team Rocket?"  

[Magician Arcana]

Adam raised an eyebrow, as if Bishop's question was bizarre. He didn't twitch or flinch, and his eyes remained focused on the Agent, "Nothing, sir. He knows nothing of my involvement. Akira believes that I work out of Sandalwood as a tech specialist. Go around, fix comps, that sort of thing." Adam shrugged, "I'm frequently on call, so I can't visit him too often. It doesn't make good money, though, since the business is small and just starting."

Chuckling the grunt grinned, "Kinda slick, really. Keeps him thinking I'm on the up and up. Never thinks otherwise or gets suspicious."  

[Blood_Goddess]

Bishop arched a sharp eyebrow as he listened to Adam's answer, allowing a moment of silence to linger between them once he was finished before shifting to take a seat.
"You see Grunt Adam, The reason I've called you in here today, is becasue we've recently come across information that makes us believe that Akira is fully aware of you're involvement with the organization." The Agent opened his hands "You can understand how detrimental that can be to us."  

[Magician Arcana]

Adam frowned, "Yeah... And detrimental to me. I'm pretty sure that'd be good cause to kill me, and Akira. Which I mean... I LIKE Akira, but ******** man... To die for him? That's a bit much. Er, excuse my language."

Shifting in his seat, Adam rubbed his jaw and looked at the desk, "I'm pretty sure my story is airtight.. I've been really careful with what I say and do around him... Never mentioned politics stuff featuring Rockets." Sighing, Adam looked up at Bishop, "I can't... Really think of any time Akira would learn I am a Rocket."  

[Blood_Goddess]

While Bishop didn’t show either way that he was disappointed in what Adam was saying, by the slight arch of his eyebrows and soft smile at the corner of his lips, it was at least clear that Agent Bishop wasn’t inclined to fully believe Adam. He allowed the swearing to pass with little concern, dismissing it with a soft shake of his head, before he continued;
“It seems to go without saying. Divulging sensitive information from Team Rocket will be met with dire consequences. Team Rocket doesn’t disallow relations outside of the organization, but you can imagine the concern it can still stir up, I’m sure you understand where I’m coming from with this.”


Again the folder flipped open and he thumbed through the paper work inside, only allowing his eyes to drift over them for a moment before looking back to the Grunt, and folding his fingers on the table.
“Have you spoken of your former roommate, Izaya Orihara, to Akira?”  

[Magician Arcana]

Izaya? The grunt frowned, perhaps the first real emotion since starting the examination, "I talked about my roommate, yeah, but I never used his name. It was just 'my roommate' and stuff." Where exactly was this going? Adam was relaxing more, as he puzzled over what Bishop was getting at.  

[Blood_Goddess]

"And you're aware that your previous roommate, having been incarcerated on a previous occasion by the League, is a known Rocket by law enforcement as well the public."
Bishop gave Adam a pointed stare "Surely you would have taken this into account when interacting with him in front of persons of the League. Am I right?"

Bishop tone had changed, to something almost expectant, As if he already knew the answer to this question, and was waiting to see how Adam responded.  

[Magician Arcana]

Adam's frown grew deeper. Bishop's voice and demeanor had changed, but Adam didn't quite understand what was happening or what he was trying to say, "Yeah.. I think Iz mentioned that once or twice before. Of course I would have taken that into consideration, and been careful."  

[Blood_Goddess]

Bishop sat in silence for a couple of seconds, his face turned stony the longer he stared at the other man, before he finally tilted his head.
"I called you in here today becasue we had obtained evidence-... not suspicion Grunt, actual hard evidence that Akira knows you are a Rocket. We didn't have any reason to take any actions... at this time, this was a formality to make sure you understood the importance of secrecy. But I've got to say, after the answers you've given me I have come up with two possible conclusions. The first, is that you're lying to me about how much you let on to your boyfriend in a futile attempt to escape possible punishment, Or, you're truly unaware of how careless you're actually being with your information, despite you insisting that you are 'airtight' To quote. And both of those possibilities are dangerous to this organization."

Agent Bishop leaned back in his seat. "Here is what we know. We know that Akira knows who Izaya is and that he is involved with Team Rocket, We know that Akira now knows that Izaya was your roommate and that you are close to him and speak about him often, we also know that Izaya has given enough vocal evidence to irrefutably point to you as a Rocket. The rest, I can only speculate on what else he might know, so I only have your word, but seeing as your record in Team Rocket is far from spotless, the fact that you have a tendency of trouble maker is not helping you right now, the only thing that could have was the truth Grunt Adam... so why don't we try again.
Is there anything truthful you wish to tell me before we conclude this meeting?"  

[Magician Arcana]

Watching the Agent with a controlled face was... Hard. Hard to not flinch or deflate from the pointed words. His stomach clenched and knotted hard. Adam swallowed and for the first time since their meeting broke eye contact. That was probably the only admission to guilt that Bishop would need.

That could have was the truth.. Funny. "Could have helped me, huh?" A sad smile wrapped on his face, "Past tense. Guess I'm ******** no matter what?"

Sighing, the grunt ran a hand through his hair and sunk into the chair, "Okay... Akira knows I am a Rocket now, as in very recently. What I told you about the story and my cover was true. He believed I worked as a computer tech, running around all odd hours and busy as ********... Okay ********, this isn't going to make sense unless I tell it to you, Agent. Last time I saw Izaya he was in a jail cell and about to die. Your records probably show that he freaked the ******** out and punched the bars and s**t. That was it. That was to be our last meeting ever.

"So with that in mind, I was at a cafe with Akira and who appears? Iza. Izaya appears. Like POOF." Adam made a fist and flicked his fingers out at the poof, "Like he wasn't supposed to be dead or cut up for extra parts or who the ******** knows.

"And even if Izaya and I had problems at times, I still considered him a friend and I cared for him. So I... I like ran over and hugged him and s**t, without thinking. It was a knee jerk reaction."

Adam groaned and scrubbed his face with his hands before letting them hold his head, "So STUPID. Iz told me to knock it off and Akira got really upset. Then he asked if that was my old roommate. Like, when I would talk to Akira about Iz, I'd never use his name. Ever. I knew that'd be dangerous.

"I was more worried about how upset Akira was and how he was acting, I just admitted it... It... Wasn't my finest moment. Then Akira got upset, not about me being a potential rocket, but like.. Emotional baggage s**t. His last boyfriend had been a really horrible person, like legitimately ******** garbage. He knew Izaya and like... I guess my reaction had made him worry I wasn't real? Or something? I don't know. He got really upset and cold, told me mean s**t like 'go sleep with him' and 'you think our relationship is so weak that his (Izaya's) half truths can break it apart?'. I tried to keep my calm, but Iz kept egging both of us on with snarky comments. Akira kinda... turned on me and said nasty s**t, but I defended him against Iz cause... Well I KNOW Izaya's games, how he works. I knew why he was there. Akira got overwhelmed and ran off."

"At his apartment I talked to him about like, what was happening. Got him to calm down about his past boyfriend s**t, and gave him comfort. Then as we were talking he asked me about being a Rocket and I.... I kinda realized I couldn't deny it. Izaya was a known Rocket, and I had admitted that he was once my roommate. So yeah, I told him I was a Rocket. Told him why I joined. Told him that it was foolish for him to keep dating me now since his life was in danger."

Leaning back in the chair, Adam laughed sadly and stared at the ceiling, "But he said he didn't care. Loved me more than the danger..." Sitting up, he looked at Bishop with a renewed passion, "ALL Akira knows is that I'm in the organization. Not what I do. Not who I know, other than Izaya, nothing. Just that I'm a criminal... Which I guess is bad enough."

Shoulders slumping, Adam deflated, "But... Let me guess. You're not going to believe this now?"  

[Blood_Goddess]

Bishops eyebrow arched as Adam exploded into the full story of the situation, watching Adam quietly and with calm attentiveness from over his folded fingers.

“considering that everything you just told me lines up with my sources quite perfectly. You went into a bit more detail then I really needed, but at least that was the truth.”
Bishop let out a sigh and leaned back in his seat, his fingers still pressed together in front of him.
“When you lie, it means that you have something to hide, and goes against everything that we stand for as a Team in this organization. If we can’t trust one another then we’ll fall apart. You showed that you don’t trust us, and have in turn given us reason to not trust you. trust is important here, we need to know that you will keep sensitive information about the organization away from your significant other, or have your team mates back on mission.”

The man's tone had returned to a more calm tone like he had been using when Adam had first entered.
"Though now you can see why you've given us reason to be suspicious and worry that our information is not safe with you. Does that make sense Grunt Bones?"