Sitting Around, Talking About Doing Stuff [OPEN]

[governmentninja]

And this was the part of the job that Leon knew would eventually grate on him. Meetings. They were necessary, and usually productive, but they were not his thing. Still, it was part of the job now, so as per his post on the comms, he made himself available at the Precinct. His old office belonged to Samus now, so for the time being he made himself comfortable in the fifth floor conference room.

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[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

Motoko knocked, but only because she was already in the doorway, and because she was in a very good mood, and because Lex's security cameras still hadn't been upgraded to include thermal— she'd stolen a bottle of wine.

That, or Luthor had decided to let her have it; she really didn't care.

"I suppose this is congratulations," She held it out. Go on, Kennedy, you know you want it, "...Captain."

[governmentninja]

Leon had to grin a little, and took the wine bottle. "Thank you, Major." Apparently she had been right to choose to work for him.

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

The Major didn't have to say 'I told you so' aloud, the entire situation smacked of it.

"The strike team's working out well, so far," She reported in the same tone one might use to note that Sherry was inches taller than this time last year, "We're setting up a few bases in the city, but we should be operational on a useful basis soon."

She thought he might appreciate that. After all, a full third of the danger came from the leave-behinds of the old crew. Safety was in having a place to run to ground and reload when the undead crowded the streets or statues walked around alive....or worse. There was never any telling, here.

[governmentninja]

"Good," he responded. Given that nothing had tried to jump out of the shadows and gnaw their faces off in a few weeks, people assumed that the ship was now generally safe. But given that there were tens of thousands of square miles that had not been searched, Leon was aware that the situation was otherwise.

"Who's on your team so far?"

I have spelled things wrong here. Deal with it.

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

"Saito, Deunan Knute, Brieros Hectnocheres, and John Connor for certain," that much was easy to give, "I'm running the rest through a few more training sessions before deciding one way or another, and I'll be looking for a support sub-set in the meantime. If you have anyone to suggest, I'm open for it."

And what if I don't want to deal with it, huh?

[governmentninja]

"Not at the moment. I'm still going through the detailed crew files." It wasn't public knowledge that he had access to that information, nor did he have any intention to make it such. Though, knowing the Major, she had probably long since read through each and every one.

And if she hadn't, he'd be willing to let her.

Then I stab you in the eyes with paper clips.

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

She spent six months brain-deep in Stacy's long-term memory. What do you think? Motoko smiled and turned to go.

"You know where to find me, if you need anything. Sir."

The change of rank was still hilarious. Still, she was more than happy that Leon had won. He was the best possible choice, in her mind. And the way she smiled, dry and teasingly, it was as good as 'I told you so.'