[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=orangered]Caesar[/color] & [color=b8860b]Keystone[/color][/i][/b][/h1] [hr][b] [color=dimgray]Location:[/color][/b] Queensguard R&D Complex [b][color=orangered]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [b][color=b8860b]Skills:[/color][/b] Leadership [hr][hr][/center] The direct and commanding words of Miss Maria Santiago were nothing new to Caesar. She always did have a talent for taking over a situation, warranted or not. It was an excellent trait in business and survival situations, which living in Justice seemed to be an example of both, but was sometimes tedious. Nevertheless, the older man shrugged and did as was "requested" of him, stepping to the back of the vehicle and taking up little Liam's collapsed playpen. [color=orangered]"Before anything else, Keystone, take Miss Santiago to her new office and have her sign the paperwork. If she does anything official before she's the Director in the system, we could have a legal issue."[/color] [color=b8860b]"Yeah, Boss."[/color] affirmed Keystone, hoisting up his little baby boy. There was an element of wonder, looking at the tiny life he had a hand in creating. Well, maybe not a [i]hand[/i], but that was his boy regardless. [Color=b8860b]"Soon as, I need Miss Santiago's 'X' on the dotted 'bout my Associate Director gig. Same reason, yeah?"[/color] He gave a second to look into his child's eyes, his own eyes looking back at him, and nodded gravely. Considering what was going down in Justice, he suddenly didn't want his son here. And he surely didn't want him out in the open. Until the papers were filed, either his dismissal or Maria's appointment, Keystone was still the Director of the MSS Offices in this city, and as such saw to his last acts thereof. He reactivated his earpiece comm and addressed the personnel in the Hub, [color=b8860b]"Keystone 'ere. Team to receiving, on the [i]now[/i]. VIP, quiet movement. Also need porter service."[/color] Short and sweet. The announcement of the rollover from his unquestioned lead to Maria's would likely be made at the start of the next workday, but there was no reason not to get the ball rolling now. But speaking of rolling, Keystone slipped one hand off of Liam, carefully going into a jacket pocket without disturbing the baby as best he could. He pulled out a set of motorcycle keys with the Honda logo emblazoned across the fob and looked to Thalia, who was had just pulled on her backpack and slipped her satphone into a belt carrier. [color=b8860b]"Oi there, [i]Cousin[/i]."[/color] he said in a mildly sarcastic tone, [color=b8860b]"Merry Christmas."[/color] He tossed her the keys, informing her, [color=b8860b]"Yours free and clear, yeah? You'll find it in the motor pool whenever you get a hair 'cross your arse to check on it. They got the papers down there."[/color] Thalia snatched the keys out of the air and gave them a quick lookover. The make and model were listed on the back of the key fob, clearly identifying it as a style of NM4. Honda had come a long way in being a competitor in the racing and street bike scene, and while it wasn't the heavybodied and frightening Valkyrie series, the Honda NM4 was damn near the real-life analog of the Batcycle. Thalia said in a matter-of-factly tone, [b]"We're going to get along fine, English."[/b] followed by the obligatory nod to business getting underway, [b]"I'm taking over the Tech team from Seattle, right? So I need someone to show me to my office and make introductions before we get started."[/b] Caesar set the playpen down for a moment, responding to Thalia, [color=orangered]"Security Hub. We're headed that way now, just follow me. Staff will get the rest of our things."[/color] The younger lady gave a sly, anticipatory smile and fell into step behind her uncle. [color=orangered]"Everyone meet in the Hub when the papers are signed. I'll get something set up with our client."[/color] Just before they disappeared into the building proper, Thalia called out, [b]Yeah! And make sure someone buzzes in my delivery!"[/b] Lest anyone forget her Chinese food.