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Jul. 28th, 2018 at 6:21 PM
Who: Bekah and Anye
When: Morning
Where: The Agency, heading to their apartment
Anye had been a little surprised with the assignment. A new charge was sort of the last thing she had expected, though she knew full well mentors could be assigned at any time. It had been two, maybe three years since her last charge however, and the kid she'd last mentored had transferred to Tokyo once they'd learned the ropes. Mentoring? Now? Her days were already pretty full. Privately and quietly stalking your best friend tended to cut into your sleep. The night before she'd gotten the assignment she'd been staking out the den until 4 in the morning, working on a plan of how in the hell she was going to get Nick out of this one.
Still, Anye wasn't a complainer, and she had nothing against the process. She had room in her house - which wasn't actually hers when you got right down to it, but whatever - and if she could do some good, she would. She'd met with the kid once already, but not long enough to have any firm opinions on her. Time would tell.
Anye pocketed her keys as the elevator doors opened on the medical wing, and she made her way to Bekah's room. She knocked lightly on the door. "It's Anye," she called through. "Ready for moving day? I've got some stuff for you."
When: Morning
Where: The Agency, heading to their apartment
Anye had been a little surprised with the assignment. A new charge was sort of the last thing she had expected, though she knew full well mentors could be assigned at any time. It had been two, maybe three years since her last charge however, and the kid she'd last mentored had transferred to Tokyo once they'd learned the ropes. Mentoring? Now? Her days were already pretty full. Privately and quietly stalking your best friend tended to cut into your sleep. The night before she'd gotten the assignment she'd been staking out the den until 4 in the morning, working on a plan of how in the hell she was going to get Nick out of this one.
Still, Anye wasn't a complainer, and she had nothing against the process. She had room in her house - which wasn't actually hers when you got right down to it, but whatever - and if she could do some good, she would. She'd met with the kid once already, but not long enough to have any firm opinions on her. Time would tell.
Anye pocketed her keys as the elevator doors opened on the medical wing, and she made her way to Bekah's room. She knocked lightly on the door. "It's Anye," she called through. "Ready for moving day? I've got some stuff for you."