Who: Vicki and Rupert What: Vicki wants her effing information Where: 1201 When: Before the sunrise Warnings: Foul mouthery
She came earlier than before, there was a distinct sense of annoyance in her knock. Barely after five in the early morning the sun had not made a hint of an appearance. It served him right, that he would ask her to come in at ten without explaining himself. Vicki was irritated, and couldn't believe he had all the information she required.
Boots with impossible heels were laced up the knee, Victoria was quite good at running in them and she liked the height they gave her. The shirt she wore covered less than before. Sometimes showing off the tattoo was about intimidation; like the force of an angry god. The show wasn't for him, she had work she had to do today, work she no longer wanted to be doing. If anything it was a friendly reminder that she was still very much an undercover agent.