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Who: Aizawa & Fleet
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Nada
When: Now

Thank you to everyone who provided assistance in the compilation of this guide. Feel free to correct me on anything, as well as point out anything I might've missed.

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You drink at all? Or, coffee? I'd like to hear what happened.

Edited 2018-05-29 00:56 (UTC)

[This could be difficult. Hopefully he's the understanding sort.]

Have any place in mind?

[sends over some coordinates for a little cafe down on the planet.] There, two hours from now.

[Awesome, this is the second secret agent meeting this month. Though she's not sure if she can really provide anything helpful, the idea is amusing at least.]

I'll bring cookies.

[Sure hope you don't look forward to those. See you in two hours.]

[they're going to a cafe??? you are an odd duck.

anyway, it's information he wants and aizawa is friends with way stranger people, so he'll be in that cafe just barely in time to not be late. ...maybe he should've gotten a description first. oops.]

Here. Long black hair, 183cm, male.

Edited 2018-05-29 03:01 (UTC)

[She doesn't bother responding, instead glancing up as she enters to look for him. Katie ducks around a couple of over-enthusiastic waves supporters on their way out and makes a beeline for Aizawa's table.]

Excuse me, sir, have you seen anyone of this description?

[Just gonna be a smartass and show your message back at you.

And no, she didn't bring cookies. Shock, right?]

[gestures to the chair across from him. have a seat. unless you wanna go get that coffee first.] Thanks for coming.

[Wow, you're boring. But at least not in a terrible way. She sits down across from him, propping her chin on both hands. She can stow her usual bullshit for important things.]

I'm Katie.

Aizawa. [he's got a coffee, anyway. black.] I saw it too, but didn't think to try and record it. Stupid of me.

My friend was a police officer. I think she wanted it as a cautionary tale for later, but I couldn't be sure.

[Look she can be reasonably honest if she couches it as my friend. Whatever works.]

Considering what happened? That the footage was scrubbed at all says more than enough. We weren't supposed to see that. [which of course just makes aizawa want a physical record even more.] Hell, at this point, I want to preserve it just out of spite.

Edited 2018-06-02 06:02 (UTC)

[See now you're talking her language.]

It's a pity we can't put memories to images, isn't it? I suppose you could draw it, but it doesn't exactly have the same impact.

[...hm. he hadn't thought of that.] Know anybody up to that? [testing.]

Drawing? Or the more fantastical former?

I wouldn't say no to fantastical. But drawing will do in the meantime.

[She wishes she could do the fantastical. But after a moment of watching him thoughtfully, she leans forward to peel a serviette away from the table-holder, fishing a pencil out from her sleeve.]

Did you know I was a sketch artist back home?

[Of course he didn't.]

[watches her with that half-suspicious look on his face again, eyes flicking down to the pencil, back up to her face.

tilts his head just a touch.] Another friend?

[The smile she returns is a blatant thing.] You'd be surprised how many friends I have in the police force.

[It'll still take her a bit working on such a medium, but when she's done she spins the serviette around by a corner to show a recognisable sketch of their new hosts. You know, the ones that aren't horribly dead.]

Good enough quality for your needs?

[he doesn't get the reason for the thinly-veiled secrecy, but what the fuck ever. she's good enough and she's willing to assist, or at least prove that she can.

he picks up the sheet to study it.] Your friend's talented. [sets it back down.] What does your friend charge?

If she absolutely has to charge, she likes fish. [He's not asking her about the lying, so points in his favour tbh.] She has cats to feed.

I'll keep that in mind. [you're definitely gonna get some fish, pal] Would your friend need anything else from me?

My friend likes art and doesn't like the Atroma. [Easily.] The more she can help, the better, I'm sure.

Then I appreciate you acting as liaison. [stands up and pulls his cup of coffee closer. no need to dilly dally around.] Thanks for your time. I'll wait to hear back from you.

[You got it, Mr Business Man. She waves casually as she slides out of her hair.] So long, and thanks for all the fish?

[Couldn't resist okay, she grins and is out the door.]

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