((Collab with FantasyChic and RofizMozoy)) [center][h2][color=orangered]Free World Group[/color][/h2][/center] [center]A week in the future[/center] Vivienne outdid herself this time. During the flight back to New York she booted up her laptop to check her messages. "Son of a bitch." she said as she read the latest message. Her job had changed, albeit not drastically. Instead of the original trio, she now had to target Genesis. It wasn't an issue, but it was a pain in the butt. After she filed through her messages, she loaded up the program Delvin gave her. She needed the proper paperwork for Belinda to have in order to even set foot on Free World territory without being flagged. It would take some hours to finish, luckily she had the time. As the program began working she decided to dress into her disguise. Belinda's attire needed to scream lawyer, but it also had to have that personal touch to it that told everyone who she was. She decided on a simple business suit in a light blue color. She also purchased some emerald earrings, wore a gold cross necklace on her neck, put on her long, manicured nails to match her suit, and some black heels that killed her feet when she walked. She also bought some body enhancement works to further the disguise. She turned her hair from her light brown hair color to full on platinum blonde, changed her eye color to blue and wore heaps of make-up (Belinda was nearing her 40s after all). She added on some stress wrinkles on her forehead and added some plumpness to her body. As she exited her dressing cabin she looked in a mirror. She liked disguises and this one was perfect. She returned to her laptop and waited for them to land. --------------------------------------------- As Vivienne walked on to Free World's corporate office she double checked her forms. She had her ID, her business papers, e-mails printed, and, for a final touch, had some pictures of her "kids". She walked through the front door and up to the front desk. "Belinda Savage, lawyer extraordinaire!" she said with a flick of her hand, "I believe I am expected." A skeptical receptionist took her up. "Okay, it seems as if you do have an appointment. Please proceed to the elevator, Ms. Sefia should be waiting at the top floor," He said. [b][color=orangered]"Well, I certainly hope this will be worth it."[/color][/b] Sefia said. She was sort of taking a risk here by letting someone who she was 80% sure was not who she said she was but it might lead to some interesting results. For one she had cleared out some of her schedule for this but to be fair, the only thing she was missing out on was faffing about some more, and she probably would've had plenty of room in her schedule for this if she didn't faff about so much. It was for things like this, and 'Belinda Savage', that Sefia Allens was always a constant source of grief for her bodyguards. But there was no one else they would rather work under than her. The elevator opened onto Sefia's penthouse, with her and her sitting ready in a rather fancy chair, flanked by her bodyguards. Believe it or not, Ikea was still the premier super-corporation for furniture that made your leisure area look like an office, even with the still hand-assembly required system they had always used. Going into their stores still threatened more victims being lost in their maze but they had holographic assistance now so that was improved at least. [b][color=orangered]"Please, take a seat Belinda."[/color][/b] She said, motioning for the lady to sit in the chair opposite. Vivienne nodded and walked over towards the sitting arrangement placed. She whistled in excitement as she did so, "Man you got some swanky digs here." she said in her southern accent. "It must pay really well here. Y'all looking to hire a lawyer?" she gave a big grin, "I kid, I love my job as is. Speaking of which..." Vivienne opened the briefcase she carried with her and took out the e-mail she printed. The e-mail read as follows To:Johnson, Johnson, and Vertune RE: Free Worlds Human Resource Department Subject: Classified Hello Sirs, I am messaging in response to a rumor going around the offices of some leaked information about one of our employees running around our offices. Needless to say, this would be extremely bad for us if this were true. We need to take measures to be sure this isn't the case, or if it is, that it be taken care of. We would like it if you could come down and meet with one of the heads and hash out what needs to be done, what precautions to take, and basically make sure that everything will continue on as normal. Should you need any more information, don't hesitate to ask. As always, thank you for your help. Belinda handed the paper over to the woman across from her, "My bosses sent me because I am a whiz at corporate dealings, especially human resource cases. I am sure you've heard of this rumor? I wasn't told much about it myself, just that I needed to make sure it wasn't causing you all harm." she gave another smile, "If you don't mind, I'd like to look at one of your company's computers, any one would do. You can even have your big, strapping guards here escort me, if you don't trust me. Lord knows how anyone works these computers nowadays, but I need to do my job, after all." Outwardly Sefia kept a smile on her face, but inwardly she sighed a little. [color=orangered][b]"Ms. Savage... What would a lawyer need with a computer specifically? Trying to find evidence of the rumours would most likely breach the personal privacy of my employees, and according to their ethical rights even I can not do that without their written consent."[/b][/color] Sefia said, [color=orangered][b]"Breaching ethical rights is a criminal offence, Ms. Savage. What exactly are you hoping to find?"[/b][/color] Vivienne just smiled, "I figured you would say that, which is why I also have a warrant. I believe you know how those work." Vivienne cut the southern charm now and provided a hint of contempt in her voice, "Sign, sealed, and delivered. Unfortunately, given the circumstances, the threat of this is quite severe. I don't need to see a computer, if you want. Instead you can call all your employees to a meeting and I will speak to them all there, question them for hours, probably cost you a lot of overtime. Or..to simplify matters, I can take a peek at one, only one, of your computers for a few minutes, get what I need, and report back to my bosses. I don't like every facet of my job Miss, but I have to do it if I want to support my boys. Do you have children Miss? I'd do anything for them, even if it means doing something I don't much like. So here," she hands over the warrant, signed by Judge Garcia (who, if she were to look up, is a very real judge courtesy of Vivienne's hacking). "As I said, you or your guards can come supervise me while I do my work if you want. It will only take a few minutes and then I'll get out of your hair." She was prepared of course. This woman talked far too much for her liking but there wasn't much she could do about that. Maybe she'd just cut it short, considering she wasn't going to get much more fun out of this. [color=orangered][b]"By all means, you may use my personal computer, on a guest account of course."[/b][/color] She said, motioning for one of her guards to bring it. [color=orangered][b]"Please be careful however, some of my men have... questionable taste."[/b][/color] "Thank you." As the guards brought the computer over, Vivienne logged into the guest account and started browsing through the various business plans, reports, and so on. She also browsed the e-mails. She opened her briefcase again "Do you mind if I print these e-mails out? This is exactly what I need and then I can go." [b][color=orangered]"Not at all, though one final question from me."[/color][/b] Sefia said, [color=orangered][b]"I must ask, why is it that you needed an audience with me specifically? I am sure the head of staff could have done just as much."[/b][/color] Vivienne looked confused, then laughed "Oh golly, it seems like your receptionist misinterpreted me. I do aplologize. I asked him to run it by you, I didn't need you per se. Oh I am so sorry for that." She prints the e-mails and sticks it in her briefcase and stands up "Well that's all I needed. My bosses should get in touch with you in a day or so. Thank you for seeing me and again, sorry about taking up your time." [b][color=orangered]"It's been a pleasure Ms. Savage."[/color][/b] Sefia said. ----------------------------------------- Vivienne exited the building with a small smile. She knew, of course she did. You don't run a major corporation without knowing a few tricks. However, Vivienne had a feeling the woman expected something else from her, instead Vivienne got exactly what she wanted with minimal effort on her part. Free World would be expecting a nice little gift soon.