Kem hadn't meant to dismiss Pak so abruptly but he'd suddenly remembered something he should never have forgotten. He probably wouldn't have, if he hadn't been so damned busy in the last few months. Excuses, excuses, he told himself.
He rolled his eyes at Pak as she bowed. "And I already have our 'spy' if you want to call it that. It's just a matter of getting it organized and arranging a time. Aha," he said triumphantly, as a folder on his laptop flipped open. "That should do it."
Kem sank himself back into his chair and crossed his ankles, grinning at Pak again as she left. "Now things are really going to get exciting."
((Kem out))
It Was Funnier When I Didn't Believe You. (invite only)
After the meeting with Kem and Aishe Pak was at a bit of a cross roads. She was happy they were back, a little worried about Aishe still (although undoubtedly Kem would take good care of her), and a little edgy about this thing Kem was going to ask her to do. That, however, wasn't uncommon; the feeling edgy before a big project.
So she worked on focusing, she'd managed to get some of her own work done. Nothing major but enough that she'd be able to clear her calendar a bit to make room for Kem. She'd even cleaned up some other lose ends but anything beyond that had been impossible on an empty stomach. She'd started toward the vending machines but quickly realized that wasn't what she wanted. Checking the clock on the wall Pak had decided she had time, it would be cutting it close but she had time.
Of course it also meant seducing her meal, which she resented. Seduction always reminded her of her beginnings, and she hated that. Pak liked to think she'd come quite along way from the brothels of Bangkok but apparently when push came to shove, that wasn't true.
She made it back to the towers in time to quickly shower and change. Without thinking about it she'd twisted her hair into a tight coil at the back of her neck, the way she'd always worn it on the farm, instead of its usual braid or pony tail. She did manage to find some dark glasses before leaving her rooms and making her way to Kem's office. Fortunately no one was about to comment on the shades. Making a show of 'stealthily' approaching the door she tapped out SOS in mores code (it was the first thing she could think of short of 'Shave and a Haircut), but invited herself in any way. Who else could he be meeting with at this hour that she couldn't just walk in?
"So, what requires my unique and incomparable skills?"Â?
Kem`Raaisu
15 years ago
Pakpao
15 years ago
Pak gave Kem a hard look at the idea that he’d already found a spy. But no doubt he’d already had this conversation with some one in security so he must have been batting the idea round. She mentally shrugged her shoulders and figured she didn’t need to know everything. She –wanted- to know everything but she didn’t –need- to. Damned semantics.
“If they get exciting do I get to drive again?”
She quipped before letting herself out to play with her new assignment. Ordinarily it was something she would have pawned off on some one else, at least to get the data base itself started as that was boring. But under the circumstances she got to do this one top to bottom. Joy.
((OOC… out))
“If they get exciting do I get to drive again?”
She quipped before letting herself out to play with her new assignment. Ordinarily it was something she would have pawned off on some one else, at least to get the data base itself started as that was boring. But under the circumstances she got to do this one top to bottom. Joy.
((OOC… out))