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Saturday, December 31st, 2005
10:30 am
[undercover_syd]
here I go
[hhaha sorry this one is kinda long, and i actually used real russian! free translation.com is so cool! lmao heh]]

I arrived home and thank god Francie wasn't home yet. I don't know how I'd explain to her me going two places in one day. I sighed, coming into the door. I immediately started getting ready. In aout ten minutes, my shower was done and my hair drying straight. I quick put my red wig on and got myself dressed.

I sighed, looking into the mirror. I wouldn't have their uniform until I got there of course, but this would have to do until now. At least I had my hair down.

I left my house, leaving a note for Francie on the kitchen counter about how I had to leave again and that I was sorry. I got into my SUV and I was off to the airport.

In another 3 hours, I had touched down in St. Pettersburg, Russia, not one of the nicest places in the country, but I wasn't here for sightseeing. I quickly boarded off my plane and got into a taxi. I told the driver where I needed to go and in a few minutes, we were there.

I got out of the car and looked up at the tall building I was to infiltrate. I sighed. "This'll be fun" I mumbled to myself.

Sneaking in the back door, I took out the first guard with ease. I snatched up his uniform and good thing he was skinny..ish or I'd be in trouble. I adjusted my wig and te uniform fit perfectly. I actually did look like I was one of theirs. I picked my gun back up and put it inside my shirts inside pocket.

I began walking down the corrider, passing some other workers on the way. I got to the door I was told the camera's and the electricity feeds were. I was about to break inside when I heard a voice down the hall. I stopped, just knowing they were talking to me.

Что Вы делаете?

Ah shit, they asked what I was doing.

Мне говорили проверить камеры и корм электричества. Они капризничали вниз.

I simply told them that the feeds were acting up downstairs and I was told to go check them. I smiled at the man, as he approved and walked off.

I sighed in relief as I used my lock pick to get inside the door, since I didn't have a user card.

Getting inside, I quickly shut the door and locked it. I went over to the computers and the screens that showed all of the camera feeds throughout the whole facility. I shut them down one by one and then I shut the electricity off, but it immediately went to its backup generator. I snuck back out the door and continued down the hallway. I only had a few more minutes until they would be going into that same room and fixing the problem. So I hurried.

I got to the second floor. The room with the documents was located on this floor. I quickly walked down the hallway, my little camera inside my pocket ready to come in handy. I got to the door, and I had to use my lock pick on this one too. No one was there to stop me this time though, thank god. I didn't know how I was suposed to explain me going into this room. The room is top facility personel only. I quickly got inside and ran over to the table I saw that the documents were on. Not even five seconds after I had gotten in there, a guy came in and he obviously knew I wasn't supposed to be in there.

Ducking from his shot, I shot him with my trank gun and he fell to the ground in seconds. I sighed, getting back to my work. In the next few minutes, I had made duplicate copies of the documents. One for SD-6 and the other for the CIA. They would only come out in pictures, but the way this camera takes them, they can turn the finished product into an actual documented paper, which is what they would do when I got back. After I was done, I put them back to the way I found it and I bolted right on out of there.

I got out of the facilty just as easily as I had gotten in and I smiled as I called another taxi.

"Аэропорт пожалуйста." I said to him, as I looked out the window. I was on the way to the airport, and I was going home. On the way there, I called Vaughn, or..Agent Vaughn.

The phone rang a few times before he picked up.

[[your turn my love ;)]]

Current Mood: busy
Tuesday, December 27th, 2005
1:26 pm
[michaelvaughn_]
When I arrived home after our meeting I slunked into my leather chair by the fireplace. I lit a tiny fire and made myself a cup of coffee. I ended up drifting off to sleep an hour later thinking of everything that was to come.

I awoke in the early morning around 6:45 a.m. to the familiar ring of my cell phone. I groggily answered with a polite moan of "Hello?". The girl on the other end asked me to meet her at "the usual area" and hung up. It was Sydney, she probably wanted to talk about her mission. I hung up the phone and shook my head to briskly wake me up.

After a 3 minute shower and a quick shave (in which i cut my chin and cursed at myself) I was ready to go. When I arrived at the warehouse I slid my card into the reader and the light blinked green. The gate opened and i stepped inside.

Sydney was sitting on the desk in a black skirt and blouse. Her head was bowed and she looked tired but i was sure she must look like that after all her missions.

I rested a hand on her shoulder, "Hey".


[[your turn loverrrrrrr :) :) :) :) :)]]
Friday, November 18th, 2005
5:13 pm
[undercover_syd]
I got in the door and dropped my bag down onto the floor. I sighed, closing the door behind me and with a click of my key, it was locked up. I plopped myself down onto my cushiony couch and closed my eyes. I heard noises in the back room and then a loud crash.

Damnit!

I heard from the othe room and I laughed, not opening my eyes.

"Franice, you okay in there?" I called into the othe room.

"Oh yeah, hi Syd!" she answered back. I smiled, opening my eyes and getting up. I walked over to her room and frowned when I saw what had fallen.

"Oh France..it was your grandmom's vase?" I asked, looking up at her.

"Yeah.." she replied, leaning down and picking up the last of the pieces. "I think Charlie will be able to fix it though.." she said, standing up and smiling.

"So how was work?"

I sighed. "Busy." I said and smiled.

"I'm gonna get washed and then I'm off to bed." I said, before going out of the room.

Walking into the bathroom, I closed the door behind me and breathed in the warm, comforting scent of the candle she had lit in there. I turned the water on for the tub and sat on the ledge, watching it fill up with warm, sudsy water.

I'm sort of nervous about all of this. Working with the real CIA to take down the company who has lied to me for this long.

After I was done my nice, long bath, I got dressed and hopped into bed. I sighed as my eyes drifted shut and I fell right to sleep.

I awoke the next morning from my alarm clock ringing away on my side table. Francie was already at work and I glanced over at the clock. I had an hour to get to work.

In no time, I was all ready and out the door. I arrived at SD-6 and made my way inside. In my first briefing with Sloane, I stared at him and I couldn't wait until later when I would go to the CIA once again and talk to Agent Vaughn.

((open to Vaughn when Syd arrives later I guess))
Tuesday, November 15th, 2005
10:54 am
[undercover_syd]
OMG!!!! *cries* I was still deleting the posts earlier and I accidentally deleted your post and our thread!!! omgggg.. *dies* im sooo sorry. so im gonna post now and try and start it over. ='( *hidesincorner* *smacks self* sorry babes omgoshh

Walking into that place, I could feel all of their eyes on me but I just shrugged them off as I walked into an office I was led into. I was provided with papers to fill out and I immediately began writing on every page, not looking up at who was coming in and out.

I didn't really want to be here, but what choice did I have? I just found out I have been lied to my whole life, my whole career. I shook my head in disbelief and sighed, continuing to fill out the paperwork.

"Jesus..it's like a book." I mumbled as I turned to the 10th page in the stack of about twenty-five.

Bringing my hand up, I lightly touched the nice fat lip I had acquired on my last mission. I winced at the pain and suddenly, I heard a click in the lock and someone walked in.

I finally looked up when a tall man came into the room, and stood on the far wall, watching me.

"And you are?" I asked, not looking up from my papers again.

I threw off my red wig and with a few fixes of the hair, I was me again. I looked up to see him staring at me strangley.

"What? It's the job." I said, then looked down at the still huge stack of papers I had yet to fill out.

((open to the mysterious agent hehe))

Current Mood: exhausted
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