agent c

E strolled through the front with a large smile on his face. It had been a good day for him. “I got donuts!” He loudly exclaimed in the office. The large male walked into the employee lounge placing them on the table. He turned his attention to the first person to walk through. “Hey.” He smiled.

With a heavy sigh, C took a seat in the lounge with her datapad. Briefing the Acamarian family had not gone as smoothly as she’d hoped, and she’d had to rely on her patchy understanding of their language as her communicator went on the fritz. She figured she’d got the main points across, but resolved to brush up on that alien language and others, so she wouldn’t face such a problem again. The donuts, and Agent E, were a welcome sight. “Hey, yourself. Thanks for the pick-me-up.”