Report IV: Fountain Pen

[plotdeviceturk]

Interrogations were rarely something pleasant to have to go through, ones with the Turks were usually terrifying and one that needed Tseng's personal attention rarely ended with laughter and a cup of coffee. Hopefully this one wouldn't end with maintenance having to patch a bullet hole in a wall again.

There wasn't much in the thin file he held as he watched the person through a mirrored window. So little, in fact, that it bothered him. No matter, there was certainly enough to start off with. He nodded, shooting a glance at the person beside him before entering the room.

Hopefully this wouldn't take more than a few hours, he really didn't want to be in the office until the sun came back up.

[[OOC: Open to whichever you want to tag in as! Good cop bad cop (...or bad cop worse cop as it were) or being questioned! ]]

Comments

indifferent cop..?!

[repudiate]

[ .. It's not too difficult to imagine what this place is. Even though the man didn't quite seem familiar to her, exactly that fact was enough to tip her off what this was - a dream, yet another one of those dreams. And with the person sitting there behind most likely a mirrored window, that only narrowed own the answer to the question of what kind of dream exactly this was.

After eyeing the person sitting behind the window for a little bit, she instead glances from the corner of her eye at the man on this side, to Tseng. Ange doesn't speak up yet though, as if she's waiting for him to do so first. ]

this works too!

[plotdeviceturk]

Well, it's your case. What do you need out of them?

[Being called to step in on this one wasn't too terrible.]

[repudiate]

I'm the one who's supposed to do this without any kind of preparation?

[ There's a slight sigh, and she glances around - welp, maybe this is just some ordinary kind of dream in which she gets embarassed to hell and back, that doesn't sound too impossible either. ]

[plotdeviceturk]

You need to learn somehow.

[There's a tiny smile, this guy's smalltime really and it normally wouldn't be something he'd personally attend.]

Just go and get your answers out of him.

[repudiate]

Fine.. [ She lets out a sigh - she knows she's not getting away from this all the same, and if it's really a dream, what does it matter what the result is either way? Ange glances through the mirrored window a last time, and then nods. ]

Then let's just go before there's more time wasted.

[plotdeviceturk]

[Because Tseng has expectations.]

I have every faith in you. Would you like a knife?

[repudiate]

[ Ange is a rebel, who needs to fulfil expectations!! But yes, have a.. raised eyebrow at that.. ]

Do you really think I'd need that?