woohoo! CIA agents!!!!

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Well, this was entertaining as hell but still... "Alright, people! If we're going to be in Russia for God knows now long, we better stop making enemies of each other. And Chrissie, why would you offer that? Pink is totally not his color, and zebra's way too awesome to waste."

Victoria: I accepted the roll. "Thank you, Chrissie" I said, smiling at the evil things I could do to Derrick that didn't involve killing him with it.

Chrissie
"Because I have a couple other zebra types, and pink is /totally/ his color"

Derrick: "I have to agree with that lovely lady over there." I piped in.

Victoria: "No one asked you!" I snapped.

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I grumble annoyed. "Can I...?"
Jiff frowns, knowing what i want. "No."
"But they're -"
"Getting you angry, yes..."
I frown back at him and step forwards anyway. I whip out a knife from no where and put it between Victoria and the new guy. "Do i really have to play babysitter?" I snap at her, ticked. "It's usually me whose immature, and i'd like to keep it that way."

Victoria: "Fine then. I don't even wish to speak to him. You can kill him if you want." I said, folding my arms.

Derrick: "Hey now, no need to get out the sharp objects."

Chrissie
"It /especially/ looks good on him when it's covering his mouth" I giggle before the other girl interviens. Aw, that was just getting fun

O
"There's need enough for me, you bastard." I turn on the girl and point with my knife. "And you, know your place. Don't tempt me when i'm angry and too tired to think about what i'm going to do."

Victoria: If that's how she was going to be... I pulled a gun from a holster on my hip and aimed it at her. "Down, Bessie." I said darkly.

O
I growl annoyed and throw the knife down. It sticks in the wood an inch from her foot. I turn to leave.

Chrissie
"Wait" I say, grabbing her sleeve "Come on guys, we're a team. Let's act like one"

Victoria: "Hold on, we're still short one person." I pointed out.

Where should I put Jace?

have him walk in? idk

Jiff
I run a hand through my hair. "Well, who then?" I didn't think it wise to keep October from her sleep for over thirty hours...

Victoria: "Jace, maybe?"

Derrick: "Who's Jace?"

Victoria: "Someone who would die if he saw your ugly face."

Derrick: "Be nice, Victoria."

Jace
I walked into the training room, running my hand through my hair "Did somebody say my name?"

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I throw up my arms irritable. "Great, sixth person. I'm going to bed. And no one better stop me. I'm not in the mood..."

Victoria: "Jace, you're going to Russia." I said.

Derrick: "He hasn't died yet..." i hinted. "SHUT UP YOU FILTHY ASS!" she screamed. "Language, Tori."