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lorna dane ([info]magneticfield) wrote in [info]stringtheory,
@ 2008-01-16 21:56:00

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TITLE: Knowledge Base
TIME/DAY: January 16, Morning
TAKES PLACE AFTER: Everything so far
CHARACTERS: Aaron ; OTA
WARNINGS: Defaults





There was only one thing that Aaron hated when searching for someone and that was when the trace of the person he was looking for went cold. Queens held no sign of the man he was aiming to capture and threaten for using his ability in a public manner and hurting a few others in the process. He typically didn’t enjoy doing this “lone avenger” fiasco, but perhaps it was the knowledge that a six year old kid had been caught in the cross-fire that set the ex-army sergeant off.

Aaron knew he worked better with a team – a group of operatives. He liked having some guy with database knowledge that knew how to work some kind of tracking system, having access to files of every single system packet around the city of New York. It was easy finding someone back at Black OPS. He didn’t have to rely on his normal instincts when it came to tracking since someone else always did that for him. He liked having some nerd behind a computer doing it with Aaron having the “muscles” of the group.

He was always the firepower and never the brains.

Aaron was seated outside some café, not even caring to know which one since he visited all of them. A fresh cup of joe was located to his right as he searched the newspaper for any knowledge on who he was looking for. He didn’t have a name, but if he caught something familiar in print then it was possible that he could start there.



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[info]flawedbydesign
2008-01-21 06:25 am UTC (link)
She gave a small to that; go figures. "I know it would help him, but..." She crossed her arms for a moment, biting her lip deep in thought. "...It's complicated and I'd rather not have this conversation with someone I just met." Just to make herself more comfortable, she'd rather get to know Aaron before she let him get away with saying that. Not that she wasn't entirely disagreeing with what he said.

Brown eyes find the look on his face for a moment. "I do my best with what I got." She grinned a bit before grabbing a piece of paper from her purse and handing it over to Aaron. "New York's a big city...and you seem like someone who needs it." It...being her cell number. Delilah grins a tiny bit before heading over to where Dean was and helping him out of the chair; holding the little boy's hand.

"It...was nice meeting you...wonderful man known as Aaron." She smiles a bit, repeating what he said before with a small wink as Dean smiled up at the man.

"Yeah...it was. You should come over to our house...I have a WII." Which was currently the little boy's favorite thing in the universe.

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