Day 1 - Alvin

[selfsufficiency]

[The profiles have been up and available for long enough that Alice has seen them by now, and while she's not sure she totally agrees with the wording on hers (it doesn't make her sound anywhere near as impressive as she actually is!), she can't deny that it's accurate.

It wouldn't make sense for the to be truthful on some profiles and not on others... which of course makes certain people even more interesting to her than they were before. Alvin is one of those people, so once she's done looking at profiles on one of the terminals, she seeks him out.

When she sees him, she comes up behind him and taps him on the shoulder, flashing him a smile when he turns to look.]

Come with me, would you? I want to talk to you about something.

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[betraitor]

[he's not the type to startle easily; he's trained himself well to listen for approaching footsteps. what good would his work as a mercenary be if he couldn't do at least that much while sneaking around for intel, after all?

he'll react to the tap on the shoulder with relative ease, offering a smile as he recognizes the face that's seeking out his attention.]

Hey, Alice.

[an easy enough greeting, though the fact that she wants to talk to him suddenly—well, it could be nothing. but it could be about his profile, so there's a mild dread that creeps up in his stomach.

that of course, never shows on his face, because he's too much of a pro at watching his fuck-ups come back to bite him in the ass. instead, he gives his shoulders a lazy shrug. he'll follow, if that's what she wants.] Yeah, sure. What's up?