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[Color=tan][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=tan][b]Location:[/b][/color] Operation Humanity Headquarters
[Color=tan][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] [@princess] Angel
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Sean gulped down the lukewarm coffee from his mug to wash down the steak and eggs he had just scarfed down for breakfast. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before getting up from his work desk and setting out to find his wild child of a squadmate. His eyes were red from lack of sleep, but he was feeling a bit more upbeat than usual. The reason being the submission of his planned operation on the Pit nightclub. He had emailed the schematics and layout of his plans to the missions cell late last night (really early this morning) and actually got the green light on it.

Sean walked by Colonel Trotter's office and managed to catch a glance from the stern man. Not a word, just a look. Trotter was rarely an obstacle for Sean for quite a few reasons. Sean was contracted, not an experiment, and he was a damn good hunter. There were those that thought he was completely insane for the amount of hours he put into the job, but he had earned a great deal of respect from his colleagues. Speaking if which...

Sean walked up and nodded to Jacob, Angel's [i]friend[/i], before addressing him.

[Color=tan]"You see where Angel went?"[/color] Sean looked as if he could go to sleep at any moment.

[color=f7976a]"She was headed for the track. You know what she got into last night?"[/color] Jacob wanted a bit of the gossip. Sean smirked before looking around to make sure no one would hear him before whispering

[Color=tan]"Just some really inappropriate PDA. You wouldn't believe it unless you saw it. Someone apparently gave her a massive hickey last night."[/color] Jacob didn't want to believe something so stupid, but Angel's attire only helped corroborate with Sean's claim. 

[color=f7976a]"Oh…"[/color] Sean started to continue on his way before turning to Jacob.

[Color=tan]"Yeah, nothing major. She just needs to put a cold spoon on it."[/color] Sean just left the man with the false story. With that, Sean continued on, until he reached the track just in time to watch Angel begin.

[Color=tan]"And in lane one! We have the one! The only! Huntress with the Hair of Blood! Angeeeeel 'Fast as a Vampire' Beauuuuuuumont!"[/color] Sean jested with a chuckle. He laughed a bit more than he expected due to his tiredness. His expression relaxed before he continued. [Color=tan]"Trotter sent me an email on the new arrangement for you… I have to agree with the boss on your plan being sort of ehhh… Anyway, I want you to do it again tonight."[/color] Sean grinned almost menacingly before letting a huge yawn escape. [Color=tan]"So tired… Just tell me that you're in so I can sleep."[/color]