ROGUE.

@rosmrys​  src.

❛  everybody  has a story. ❜  and oh  BOY ,  did they tell the best tales in berlin .  neon flashes  shrouded  delphine’s dark features ,  but a smile could still be seen —  peeking through the technicolour lights .   with all the glamour of a film noir star  &.  eyes like  WARM HONEY ,  the  french operative  might’ve seemed out of place anywhere else in the world .  but  not here .  this was a time for beautiful people and beautiful problems ;  delphine was right where  she belonged .  and this woman ??  the brunette already  KNEW ,  wasn’t here by any mistake ,  either .  something delphine had learned quickly, in this particular line of work ??  nothing in this world was ever truly a coincidence .  GATHER INFORMATION ON THE GROUND .  her job description was clear ;  she didn’t need to be told twice .  so ,  innocently enough —-   well ,  maybe innocent wasn’t the right word .  ❛  … what’s yours ??  ❜

HUH.  DID SHE REALLY think that rosemary was that dense ?  that she would fall for her at the drop of a hat ?  the french really were bold.  a cigarette is pressed to her lips as she holds onto her glass.  nothing but gin in there , though she could probably be persuaded to switch to something a little harder.     ❝ i was planning to watch the cricket , but they don’t show the right channel over here. ❞     a sly answer , but she was KNOWN as the sportsman for a reason.  her fanaticism about australian sports were unparalleled , even by the men of ASIS and ASIO.  that and the story of her bashing two guys with a cricket bat at a game was rather well known --- even internationally.  she had a red hot temper.

         “  WELL WHOOP-DEE-FUCKIN’-DOO  ! don’t mean you gotta go pointin’ that shit in my damn face !  ” tension is , very clearly , EXTREMELY high . were he a man with less of a hair-trigger temper , he’d make a move to diffuse the situation . possibly explain himself . 

                           unfortunately , alex isn’t exactly known for subtlety .

                                                                               …. or being polite .

       so , naturally , instead of doing what any REASONABLE person would do , he turns the crosshairs of his own weapon onto the agent before him . a threat  for a threat . 

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST MEN are stupid.  she was going to get her damn job done even if it meant shooting him in the kneecap.  she’s taken enough bullets that she wouldn’t really care about taking another in the line of DUTY.  it wasn’t as if she paid the medical costs anyway.  the wonderful world of the australian government did that.  

an aggressive noise falls from her lips as she glares at him , unimpressed.  she couldn’t help but consider shooting him in the knee.  it would disable him and he probably wouldn’t be able to concentrate on shooting her.  on the other side of it , if she dies in the line of duty her family would get a healthy sum of money anyway.  she’d made sure of that.  australia was her LIFE it was all she had.

          “  GODDAMN IT , LADY —— ain’t anyone ever teach you to TALK  before  you start SHOOTIN’ ?  “ 

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     ❝ then maybe you should get the FUCK outta my way.  australian intelligence.  i can shoot you if i goddamn well want to. ❞     MANNERS WEREN’T SOMETHING THAT she bothered with.  why would she when she was dealing with men with guns.  manners obviously weren’t something they really cared about it they were willing to spray bullets everywhere.  please and thank yous weren’t suddenly going to make them mild mannered accountants instead of scumbags.  

A DULL GAZE GAVE WAY TO A SMIRK at the woman’s demeanor. Perhaps she wasn’t going to be a complete disaster, Lorraine thought, especially at the mention of alcohol. Then again, perhaps first impressing are lasting for a reason — her thoughts continued as she saw the drink of choice was  BLOODY GIN.  A terse smile was flashed, and her drink left untouched as she sat back in her chair, bringing the cigarette to her lips once more. ❛ It’s fucking unbearable here, ❜ she remarked, glaring back out the window, still completely perplexed by the literal waves of heat rising from the ground. What was that saying? Good ol’Oz was closer to Hell? Hardly difficult to believe.

The woman certainly lacked a sense of decorum; Lorraine hadn’t quite decided if if she found it irritating or amusing just yet, and truth be told she wasn’t entirely concerned with deciding. Relations with ASIO were pleasantries at best; and it wasn’t as if she didn’t have other reasons for ensuring she herself had been picked for this mission. Granted, nobody had thought to warn her it’d be so bloody hot, either.

A long stare followed the woman’s jibe, and shortly after, Lorraine chuckled, leaning forward to at least chance the gin. It might taste like piss and smell even worse, but alcohol was alcohol at the end of the day. Anything to take the edge off the fucking heat. ❛ Cheers to that, ❜ she murmured, ( ever one to take a stab at her own motherland; ) before forcing back the swill – and CHRIST was it terrible. Grimacing, she quickly set the tumbler back down on the desk, desperate to have it away from her. ❛ It’s no bloody wonder you lot can tolerate that shit. The sun’s probably caused permanent damage by now. ❜

     ❝ it gets to the negatives in winter here.  canberra’s pretty much a shithole , but it was created so victoria and new south wales wouldn’t start a big ass fight about it.  so it’s smack bang in the middle of the two.  i’m biased though since i am from melbourne. ❞     A QUICK HISTORY LESSON though she doubts that lorraine gives two shits about the explanation.  she wasn’t that fond of canberra either.  in fact she hated it and would much rather be in the bustling city of melbourne than here , but this was where home base was.  she had no CHOICE in the matter.  security and all that jazz.      

      ❝ not a fan of gin then , huh ?  more for me. ❞   once again , she wasn’t going to take offence.  maybe lorraine’s panties would unbunch if she got her that ice cream.  she was pretty sure the freezer in the lunch room had some.  there was a joke in there somewhere about frosty knickers but she wouldn’t speak those out loud.  she wasn’t a complete fool.  she had to get on her good side after all.  

she may seem to be just an average asio agent , but the fact of the matter was that she was also an asis agent.  country and crown came first , so it wasn’t as if she was going to disclose it.  they’d only been public knowledge for six years , give and take a bit.  and that was only because some IDIOTS hadn’t done their job properly and a royal commission had been called. however her job remained the same.  making sure that australia’s interests both here and overseas came first.  of course that was just a little bit hard with the soviet disaster hanging over their heads.  therefore lorraine.  hopefully they’d be able to get some good intel that way.     ❝ weather’s not usually this bad.  just a heatwave.  i hope you know you’ve basically been assigned to me.  even for christmas.  i’ll make sure to get you your booze of choice to smooth it over. ❞    the quickest way to get something going between them.  spend a SHITTON of time together.