She's having more trouble in the women's department. Much of what she's going for are practical - t-shirts and jeans are a good stand-by as are a few button-up shirts. All things lace and glitter are avoided like they carry a deadly virus that will turn her into a glitchy zombie (and who's to say anything here won't do that anyway?).
It's difficult to keep her mind from straying from this mindless task. It feels wrong to be wandering around like a damn civilian when she should be doing... something, anything that might get them closer to figuring out what the fuck is going on in this city.
But it's about time something went well for her. It's almost like a vacation despite the baggage from the last 48 hours looming overhead. And there's still the matter of the housemate that she has yet to inform Church of, but even he's not in the way if it took over a day for them to cross paths. Shit will hit the fan once the other agents discover the Director's around and maybe that's an issue she should handle after Christmas, if he doesn't press it sooner.
In the here and now, she's got an armful of clothing and a few dreaded bras to try on in the fitting room.
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It's difficult to keep her mind from straying from this mindless task. It feels wrong to be wandering around like a damn civilian when she should be doing... something, anything that might get them closer to figuring out what the fuck is going on in this city.
But it's about time something went well for her. It's almost like a vacation despite the baggage from the last 48 hours looming overhead. And there's still the matter of the housemate that she has yet to inform Church of, but even he's not in the way if it took over a day for them to cross paths. Shit will hit the fan once the other agents discover the Director's around and maybe that's an issue she should handle after Christmas, if he doesn't press it sooner.
In the here and now, she's got an armful of clothing and a few dreaded bras to try on in the fitting room.