[hr][hr] [center][color=Goldenrod][h1]Angela Zeigler[/h1] [img]http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/35800000/Blake-Lively-blake-lively-35803035-500-281.gif[/img] [b]Location:[/b] Overwatch Headquarters - Forks; Washington. [sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Lucas Morrison ([@Caits]), Asbjorn Hagen ([@December]), Ajax Amari ([@Ajax Amari]).[/sup][/color][/center] [hr][hr] [color=Goldenrod]“Fawkes.”[/color] The words slipping from her lips the moment that she heard the door closing behind her, Angela moved over to her desk, her attention dropping down to the top draw as she opened it up, her hand fumbling around before she pulled out three mission folders, her gaze lifting to meet with his as she held them up so that the three men in front of her could see them properly- each of them had their own skill set… their own way of thinking… even with only two of them formally going on the mission, they would still have the constant support of the third back at base. Lifting her free hand up from where it was rested at her side, she ran her fingers back through her long and wavy blonde locks, pushing them back though the gesture only lasted a few moments as they once more fell back down, framing her face once again as she moved back around the other side of the desk, her pace slowing as she took an arch, handing one folder to each man and making sure that they were paying attention to them before she continued on, her accent clear enough as she spoke, speaking aloud the details that were held in their hands along with the small picture and description of their target in question. [color=Goldenrod]“If the name sound familiar, gentlemen; that’s because it is.”[/color] Moving back over to the desk, Angela turned her back to it, her body leaning against its edge as she reached back, picking up a forth folder with the same contents as the last three, she flipped open the cover, her bright blues quickly falling to the photo of the girl before she glanced back up at the three men in front of her, tapping at the photo with her pointer finger, [color=Goldenrod]“The girl you see in the photo is Raelene Fawkes- a junker living in the middle of Junkertown, Australia. And if you haven’t already made the connection… her cousin is, indeed, our very own Jamison Fawkes. That is only one of the reasons I want you to take care while carrying out this mission.”[/color] Pausing, she gave a few moments for the information she had just spoken aloud to sink in. Jamison was unpredictable… a real fire-cracker with a passion for making a ‘boom’ wherever he went; his cousin, of course, was no exception to this particular family trait. If he was the one with the love of creating the fire, then she was the one who had a deep love of watching the world burn around her. [color=Goldenrod]“Now, admittedly, from everything that I have been told, and the intelligence that I have been able to gather, she is quite like her cousin… having grown up under his influence. She’s said to be a wild card, even among the Junkers.”[/color] Shaking her head lightly from side to side, Angela put the folder back down on the top of her desk, her gaze lingering on it for a few moments before she turned her gaze back over to the three men she was addressing, [color=Goldenrod]“So with that in mind; Asbjorn… Ajax… I want you both to take extra care, and stay safe while you’re in Australia. And Lucas, I want you to be available on communications here in case they need any support, or extra information.”[/color] Even with that extra support; this mission wasn’t going to be a walk in the park… [color=Goldenrod]“Aside from these facts; there are three other obstacles that are going to make things difficult for you while you’re there…”[/color] Bringing her arms up, Angela folded them over her chest, her eyes meeting with each of theirs in kind as she spoke each reason on her mind, [color=Goldenrod]“The first is Jamison- as you may have noticed by now, he isn’t here at base. He’s actually gone back to Australia in order to be able to spend time with Raelene; this is because he’s her guardian… he doesn’t want this particular state of life for her; he wants better for her, and as such, he has attempted to keep her as far from our reach as he can…”[/color] Pausing another moment, she frowned slightly, her mind seeming to wander away before eventually it returned back to the matter at hand, [color=Goldenrod]“The second thing that might become an issue is the fact that as of recently, our young possible recruit has as of late, earned herself a bounty… one of which will no doubt attract the attention of other parties. The third obstacle gentlemen..?”[/color] Raising her brow slightly, Angela was unable to help the way the smile played over her soft pink lips at the very thought of the third reason- out of all of them, this was by far the most obvious… one of which should have been present in their thoughts from the very moment she mentioned the name of their target; however, even with that in mind, it wasn’t like her not to worry about them… She would rather discuss it now and have it their safety be a priority, rather than not say a word and have them return to her, injuries in tow… [color=Goldenrod]“..please keep in mind that the girl you are going to be dealing with is a junker- a criminal and a thief by trade. But more than that; she is living in a community made up of them, among others… so once again, please, I beg of you… you [i]must[/i] be careful on this mission…”[/color]