Room 502/4/6, Tuesday afternoon
A day without classes meant that Nadia was sitting up on her bed, painting her toenails when her old cellphone suddenly rang.
"//Santos. . . . Yes, sir. . . no, sir, just surprised by the call. . . . Yes, sir, I'm on leave. . . . No, sir. No, sir. No, sir. I don't know, sir, that's very strange. . . . Yes, sir. An assignment? Sir, I'm on leave . . . yes, sir, I understand that. . . . Immediately. Yes, sir, I understand that this is important--yes, sir. May I have a few moments to consider, sir?//"
Nadia set her phone down at stared at Furrball for a long moment, her mind working furiously. SIDE wanted her for an assignment. Long term, deep cover. An excellent opportunity, a promise of a completely clean slate, one hell of a paycheck . . . but starting immediately.
But, really, she didn't have to think very long before she picked the phone back up. "//Sir? I'm afraid I'll have to turn down your offer, sir. . . . Yes, sir. I understand. Thank you, sir. Good-bye.//"
Really, like she was going to leave now?
[ooc: open after the phone call]
"//Santos. . . . Yes, sir. . . no, sir, just surprised by the call. . . . Yes, sir, I'm on leave. . . . No, sir. No, sir. No, sir. I don't know, sir, that's very strange. . . . Yes, sir. An assignment? Sir, I'm on leave . . . yes, sir, I understand that. . . . Immediately. Yes, sir, I understand that this is important--yes, sir. May I have a few moments to consider, sir?//"
Nadia set her phone down at stared at Furrball for a long moment, her mind working furiously. SIDE wanted her for an assignment. Long term, deep cover. An excellent opportunity, a promise of a completely clean slate, one hell of a paycheck . . . but starting immediately.
But, really, she didn't have to think very long before she picked the phone back up. "//Sir? I'm afraid I'll have to turn down your offer, sir. . . . Yes, sir. I understand. Thank you, sir. Good-bye.//"
Really, like she was going to leave now?
[ooc: open after the phone call]