[b][center]CAPITAL BASE, LIBERTY[/center][/b]

Field Supervisor Canvas Fajaar usually had a pleasant demeanor, but he seemed extra cheerful today, his stride loose as he made his way to the briefing room. He entered dressed in character. A silver-gray tuxedo, black shirt, and a white tie that caught the crisp cool Liberty light in geometric bits of Erubescan shine. The Supervisor held a tablet with notes in one hand and a smooth glass bottle of a pinkish, crystal liquid labeled 'Se Détendre" in the other. It was already opened. And it looked only about 75% full.

Canvas could see that someone was already inside the room - silhouettes through the translucent white panel, so he began to speak before he even made it in.

[Color=coral]"I see you beat me here. Good god, Mayday, you look preposterous. That's too much. You would stand out terribly...I take it back. I love it. Standing out is what everyone else tries to do. So you'd blend right in. Here then. Nearly forgot the best part of today's - ah - lesson."[/color] Mayday's ensemble had caught all of his attention at first, and so he froze momentarily upon noticing their slumping, less obtrusive guest: Heather.

Canvas set the bottle of Erubescan spirits on a table at the side of the room, in a row of similar bottles bearing labels like 'La Félicité and 'L'aigreur. He cleared his throat. His entire posture and expression changed as quickly as though he had put on a mask. Now, and only now, did he look remotely Libertian. 

Sometimes he lost track of which version of himself was the mask. He knew which version he preferred.

[Color=coral] "Councilor. I wasn't expecting you. To what do we owe the pleasure?"[/color] he asked with a nod in Heather's direction.

He wondered if she had noticed from the bottle that he'd gotten a head start on today's curriculum.

He wondered how severe a crime it would be to use his Gift for a little innocent redirection if she did.

He wondered if she even cared. Of all the councilors, she had to be the least stingy. Thank whatever gods may be.

He also gave a nod to the new Agent joining the mission. [Color=coral]"Agent Khan, I presume? I've heard good things. I think you'll be a great asset to this mission."[/color]

...Mostly to somehow do something to help Beretta.

Canvas liked Beretta. He did. But she wasn't catching on. Khan's Gift would be useful, yes. His skills, too. But she was the real reason Riza was here.

...Not that Canvas intended to tell either of them this.