[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=slateblue][center]Agent Alec Fletcher[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][hr][sub][color=slateblue]Location:[/color] Ashland, Wisconsin - FBI Mobile Office
[color=slateblue]Interacting With:[/color] Agent Vicki Norman[/sub][hr][hr]

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Looking at his boss' rather frazzled exterior, Alec may have offered her a cigarette to calm down if he were in a more mischievous mood... and if she was in a less murderous looking one. What with the deathly glint in her eyes that seemed to flare up at each individual ring of her phone, and the cowed look of Agent Summers as he scurried away, Alec decided now wasn't the time to be a smart-ass. Even if was tempting to make a sarcastic comment about how OMEN simply could have phoned for the debrief, hearing the words "Altsoba" and "Event" together wiped away any thoughts of humour. Now, he was no expert on the supernatural, and before being filled in by superior officers, had assumed Altsoba was whatever the news was telling it to be shortly after it occurred. Knowing the full-scale magnitude of it, and having it be compared to something now that may have killed one of their Agents, was a fairly sobering thought. Especially because he was walking right into it as Agent-Fodder number 2.

[color=slateblue]"Yes Ma'am."[/color] He muttered in response as Norman turned on her heel and stormed away, frazzled curls bouncing as she did. Placing a cigarette inbetween his lips as he turned towards the exit, Alec tossed his cars keys in the air before catching them. [color=slateblue]"One of you lucky boys is goin' to have to drive my car up to DC for me. Can't take it on a plane, and I have a feelin' I'm gonna be stuck there for a while."[/color] He announced to those in the room before placing his keys down on a desk. He could make it to the airport some other way. 

Heading towards the entrance, Alec flicked his lighter and lit his cigarette, taking a deep inhale of it before glancing behind him.

[color=slateblue]"And whoever does do the deed will get a personal recommendation from me to be removed out of this ass-end of an office and into a cosier and far more lucrative one - if my car arrives in one piece, that is."[/color] Although offering a grin to those looking, he wasn't exactly joking about his promise. Tapping some ash onto the floor outside, Alec stepped back outside into the drizzle, ready to head to the airport. Hopefully D.C had some better weather.