A Day in the Life

[Gregorious]

Gregorious Amadeus Mozart, Greg to friends, or for when he didn't want to say his full name for whatever reason, walked casually through the airport like he was off to some important business meeting. He always wandered through the airport, hoping to pick up on some small interesting piece of information. So far he had come up blank. Since just walking around wasn't doing it he found a nice spot with a lot of traffic and started listening. He slowly and covertly started fluctuating the sound waves around him, listening to all he could. He wasn't amazing at his ability so he could only change what he could hear while being sneaky. So he pulled his fedora over his eyes and 'went to work.'

After about 15 minutes of coming up yet again empty, Greg moved on. He continued he circuitous path through the various walkways and terminals and rotundas. For once today, i want someone to talk to me..... He had to admit that this particular urge was new for him. Oh well, when in Orexia.......destroy a tree....... or at least that was the phrase he was working on. He hadn't found an adequate analogy.

As he headed to a door he seen a family of 4 coming towards it from the other side. He rushed and opened it for them, eliciting a thank you and good evening from them. He smiled back and continued on his way. As he came to a stop outside the door, he looked around the area. Nothing much seemed interesting. But then again to him nothing ever did. as he fixed his hat so it stayed upon his head and straightened his tie, a thought came to his head. Unaware he muttered it softly.

"Just another day in the life of an elemental....."

[Zelena]

An imposing figure made her way off the grand jet, arriving from Japan after an intense meeting with her staff there. Making a big deal of her arrival and insisted, more like pleaded, to be included in more American affairs. Basically wishing to have any movies made in Japan easily accessible to the people of America, which would cost money for the translations and voice-overs, but since it wouldn’t hurt the company if the movies never sold she allowed it. But she didn’t like going back very often to Japan, it brought back bad memories for her; especially if she was nearby the Kanto region. The sunlight reflected off a woman with long perfectly curled locks as they fell from the right side of her tan face, unique eyes of royal and aqua blue covered lightly with natural eye shadow, naturally plump lips covered in a clear gloss, an off-white blazer covered over her silver top, leaving her metallic skirt and white high heels exposed to the eye. Her hands met with the cold metal of a rail as she took the last step from the stairs to meet the ground once again. She released a sigh of relief and then continued to walk straight towards the door that led into the airport itself.

Zelena kept a continuous watch on her surroundings but hid it very well. Anyone within the airport would just imagine the business woman was on a mission to make it to her next meeting, most agents would assume that she was being careless. It was far from the truth but she wasn’t one to let her enemies know that. Those traitors… she would never forgive them for they had done to her, to her parents, and … she stopped the thought there. No it wasn’t good for her to think about it, seeing that it would only result was her getting hurt, yet she couldn’t help but to think about them. Attentive eyes then recognized a familiar hat belonging to Gregorious… hmmm… it was about time that she met up with him. With a slight twist of her body she changed her direction and headed straight for the man, “Mr. Mozzara thank you for waiting for my flight. If you follow me we can have out meeting.” She didn’t use his real last name, it was too risky, Mozzara was a cover name that he should be familiar with. Besides she was gone for several days, many things can happen and she wanted to see if he could find out anything but she wasn’t going to head for a taxi. A sound proof room that members of Orexia used to discuss things without worrying of being heard or seen together long was her destination.

She walked into a restaurant that was considered by society as fancy or upper class. The doors were steel with frosted glass and the rest of the walls were made up of frosted glass as well. It mainly served to keep others from seeing where they were going and who exactly was inside without entering the restaurant themselves, which helped to keep pesky agents out of the area. Dim lights and metal clean cut tables were lined up in a pleasant manner and two feet away from the door was the host a man with black hair, black skin, wearing a navy blue dress suit, and was around the age of 42 years old. The water elemental made her way to him, “I reserved a spot in the Crown room, under the name of Isolda.” The older man looked at her and spoke, “Welcome Ms. Isolda it would be my pleasure to escort you and your party to the Crown room. She had never reserved the room but every high up worker had a background check, usually were elementals themselves, and their loyalty to Orexia was tested. So they knew the procedure and could be trusted, of course they were still watched closely. For anyone could turn at any point of time.

Even the man that was guiding her to the sound proof room in the back, all had to be watched carefully. The host opened grand doors of a room that was furnished in dark cherry wood items and a nice green color, for green helped to calm the mind. “Here you are madam”, spoke the host. Zelena nodded her head, “Thank you.” Her tone was quick and sharp but held a slight tone of gratitude; she wanted to speak with Greg as soon as possible. So that way he could gather more information, while she continued her own job. A soft ruffle of skin against clothing could be heard as Zelena moved her head to the left to look behind her at Greg. “I am sure you know why you are here”, she walked to a small beige couch that was comfortable and took a seat, “So what did you find? If anything. I was gone for several days and I many things could happen in that time.” Piercing blue eyes looked into Greg’s her eyes furrowing down to make an expression that told him of the seriousness of the situation. Information and the how rapidly you found it, and understood it was absolutely necessary and without a doubt important. A hand twirled around one of her curls as she awaited the sound elementals answer. Pink lips were held in a flat and expressionless position, while her other hand rested on her lap in a graceful manner. Today she felt would be an interesting day, whether or not Greg had any information. You could say that she had a feeling.

[Gregorious]

Greg recognized the cover name and immediately fell in line behind Zelena, curious as to what had brought him to her attention. As he followed Zelena, he began to wonder what was going on. A cloud of worry took root in the back of his head, so he did what he did best.....listened. As he began fluctuating waves his left hand discreetly activated the microphone in his jacket and pulled out a handkerchief to validate the movement.

As he whipped his brow he looked around the restaurant that he had entered. There wasn't much to it but he already knew that. Well i wanted someone to talk to today....so this will do. As he wandered back to the room and entered he shook the hand of the man without saying a word. He then smiled and turned toward Zelena.

“So what did you find? If anything. I was gone for several days and I many things could happen in that time.”

Greg mimiced the expression on Zelena's face. "If you keep this up your face will get wrinkles. That wouldn't be a good thing." He immediately broke into a small smile.

"Well so far i found out that Lucy in baggage claim is in a relationship with a married man in the ticket area, but it won't last much longer. The airport has tightened security.....again. Apparently stilettos are about to be banned, or maybe the rookie just got confused. Although i must say that the woman he confiscated them from was very attractive." He stood there remembering the woman.

Snapping back into reality, he continued, "Well, i also found out that apparently London is a great vacation spot this year, as is Brazil. Kids are becoming even more rowdy. There have been a couple elementals around but none worth mentioning. The agents have yet to notice me, and most importantly.........Females think my hat is absolutely adorable. What about you? Was the trip to wherever you go fun. You should have fun."

He leaned against the wall waiting to find out if anything fun was going on.

[Zelena]

Greg looked at her with an expression similar to her own. She kept her face calm and still much like that undisturbed water of a pond on a nice summer morning. "If you keep this up your face will get wrinkles. That wouldn't be a good thing." More of her blue eyes were exposed as she raise an eyebrow at him, with a small smirk on her face. She saw that Greg was only trying to make the tense air a little less tense, noticing the small smile on his face. “I guess so Greg, but it is in my nature to do so. It isn’t like I am always in the position to smile… “She moved her eyes over to the left of the room to look at a small decoration of a light green glass vase with pink lilies. Drawing a slow breath and attempted to relax her nerves. She then listened knowing that Greg would have more to say.

"Well so far i found out that Lucy in baggage claim is in a relationship with a married man in the ticket area, but it won't last much longer. The airport has tightened security.....again. Apparently stilettos are about to be banned, or maybe the rookie just got confused. Although i must say that the woman he confiscated them from was very attractive." He stood there remembering the woman. She turned her head at him and gave a small snicker. She didn’t know why the face he was making while thinking about that woman amused her, nonetheless it did. Releasing a quick but small bit of air from her mouth, not out of annoyance but just because she was having a hard time on relaxing, despite Greg’s efforts to keep the air almost tensionless.

Once Greg snapped back to his usual self he continued speaking, "Well, I also found out that apparently London is a great vacation spot this year, as is Brazil. Kids are becoming even more rowdy. There have been a couple elementals around but none worth mentioning. The agents have yet to notice me, and most importantly.........Females think my hat is absolutely adorable. What about you? Was the trip to wherever you go fun? You should have fun."

Greg reminded her of a small child during his series of questions. It made her open her eyes like she just woke up and made her lock eyes with him. ‘His fedora hat did look nice on him’, she thought as she took on answering his first question. She already knew the answer to the second one. “Well to be perfectly honest with you… you hat…” she looked at him with still eyes, “looks absolutely fine on you.” She smiled softly and gave a very small chuckle, those were rare for her, and she didn’t like to show others that she was open, especially in public. On a one-on-one bases usually she tended to open up a bit, it was only around those she knew for years that she let the bubbly Zelena come out. Not that she didn’t trust Greg; she just wasn’t ready to open up to him as “bubbly friend” one had to be extremely careful now a days, especially herself. It was just yesterday that an agent tried to hunt her down, the poor human didn’t last very long, especially since they were reckless in their scheme to kill her. It made a mess of things over at Japan. Just thinking of the tabloids telling of an attempted assignation just sent her head spinning.

She released a sigh, “Although Japan wasn’t the greatest this time around. Business meetings, attempted assassinations directed at myself, but the nice quite house in the country over there was nice. Nonetheless it was mostly just the usual experience when I travel to Japan… mainly busy.” She wasn’t going to tell him about her memories of her parent’s murder there; it was something she wanted to keep a secret. Mainly she didn’t want others to use her parent’s murder to emotionally harm her; she didn’t want anyone to use that knowledge in an attempt to become close to her; also she just didn’t like talking about it. Thinking about the subject made her eyes become cold and detached instantly, and her warm demeanor almost vanished into the icy posture she now corrected herself into.

“Hmmm… well if you find any agents today make sure that you get a description of them if they are not already in our database. That way we can send out others to dispatch them… I have heard some rumors of a newcomer within the agency, so if you can find out any more that would be exceptional.” Her hands were once again placed on her lap as her eyes silently bore into Greg’s orange ones. Her posture as perfect one could get and her face stayed blank, even her eyes began to slowly transform into a blank slate. Becoming unreadable, unpredictable, and distant, mentally she sighed. Greg didn’t deserve this treatment, but it was something that she couldn’t help. She needed to be cold, in order to protect her friends, the elementals, herself, and to keep everyone in line. Building strong friendly relationships was very beneficial, but being friendly to everyone would only get in her way and cause issues that she didn’t feel were necessary. She looked down at a silver watch on her left wrist, ‘11:30 am’, she read mentally. “So would you like to stay here for lunch or head back out into the field?”

[Gregorious]

Well to be perfectly honest with you… you hat…” she looked at him with still eyes, “looks absolutely fine on you.”

Greg smiled at the compliment....."That one is a first....Trying to put an ounce of friendship into that fearless leader bit?" He said, hoping she picked up on the friendly ribbing. If not.....well to be truthful he was screwed.... Zelena always was a stern leader...but a damn good one. Greg always pitied the fact one such as her had the job...but then again not many people could do it as well.

Although Japan wasn’t the greatest this time around. Business meetings, attempted assassinations directed at myself, but the nice quite house in the country over there was nice. Nonetheless it was mostly just the usual experience when I travel to Japan… mainly busy.”

"Well, as they say...or at least they should....Better busy then boring......How many people died this time? and good to hear about the house....i am thinking of getting an apartment better than this whole beggar gig." His eyes darkened at the thought of his current life....but hey it happens. He noticed that Zelena's posture had stiffened during his response. hmmmm i wonder what that could be about......probably not a good joke though

Hmmm… well if you find any agents today make sure that you get a description of them if they are not already in our database. That way we can send out others to dispatch them… I have heard some rumors of a newcomer within the agency, so if you can find out any more that would be exceptional.”

He chuckled as she slipped back into the mose that he called "Warrior Pincess" "So.....basically i should do what i always do? Got it." He noticed that she was good at that whole blank stare thing....almost as good as he was at the laissez-faire thing....

“So would you like to stay here for lunch or head back out into the field?”

He chuckled quietly. "What makes you think i can't do both?"

He offered Zelena a hand up.

[Zelena]

Her vivid blue eyes turned to look at him completely as he chuckled, "What makes you think I can't do both?” she wanted to smirk at him but didn’t. The bright eyed woman kept her eyes blank, then he lifted a hand towards her, she lightly looked down at it and pondered for a quick moment if she should accept it. It wasn’t that huge of a deal but it was a decision to completely keep up her façade or to let it go for a quick moment. She decided on the latter as she allowed her tan hand into his. “Thank you”, she kept it polite but short. Then with a gentle movement she lifted herself off the comfy couch with some of his help. She closed her eyes for a brief moment and then turned towards the doorway. The host was there waiting knowing that they would take their leave, she handed him a note that looked similar to a check. It was this way to avoid suspicion and usually it worked.

“I feel the need for something special and I don’t want my assistant to mess it up. So let’s head to the Cafe de la Heavens, we can grab it ourselves and delay the hard work for a few more minutes.” She directed her comment towards Greg with a businesswoman’s tone. Giving the appearance to all that were in the restaurant that they were business partners or worked together in some way, but it was all just an act, a show for everyone that was enjoying their meals at the restaurant. Her white heels could be heard as she walked on the polished stone floors towards the entrance and exit way of the restaurant. Two workers were now in place as door openers and allowed her and Greg to pass through them without lifting a finger.

Then a crowd of people and the buzzing bubbling noises of a rush of voices speaking greeted her senses, she knew that Greg would have a different perception of the noise but that was his talent, hers was to be the right hand of Solaris and she did it with pride. It may be stressful, hard work, and downright dangerous, but that never stopped her before. In fact her whole life was always filled with those things, and she may as well deal with it and have a better goal to reach for, at least that was how she saw it. She didn’t want to waste away her life that her parents sacrificed themselves for, to waste away the training she received, and to waste away her powers, her potential. She didn’t want to waste any of it. Thinking about the subject made it slightly difficult to keep her eyes blank. Although eventually she gained complete control and the small fire that was building in her eyes disappeared once again. Her head twisted to the left and then right, searching for any agents, other elementals, and any openings in the bustling crowd.

A few seconds later she found an opening and quickly took it, walking the same pace as the crowd she made her way over to Café de la Heavens. A mainstream coffee company that was a part of a Columbian coffee market, and she had to admit, the drinks sold there were pleasant to drink. She had a specific hot drink in mind that she wanted to buy, Caramel de Cream, it was coffee mixed with caramel, very little cinnamon, and had cream at the top. It was very delicious and she enjoyed it but she wouldn’t say that out loud, she would let others figure it out, but she wouldn’t openly state it. So she made her way over to the café counter, the line was slightly long but not to the point where the wait would be an half an hour long. No this one would take at most seven minutes of her time, so she took her place in line and waited to give her order to the regular blonde haired 17 year old that was taking orders at the counter. She then turned to face Greg once again, her expressions still blank in every way, “You know I could have it arranged for you to get a living space in the Estates if you want. I can get you a free month’s rent and then you can start paying for it… of course it is up to you. I could even get you into one of the nicer apartments of the city.” She then moved forward due to the line growing shorter up in the front, and she saw the figure of a man that was an agent. Black hair, pale features, usually wearing a business suit that was grey in color, eyes of an intense brown color, standing about 5” 7’ , carried a hidden colt gun in his left inner pocket, and usually went after the elementals that fled the city.

He had been one pain in for the elementals, not that he wasn’t hard to kill, but that he never left the airport. It made it a little difficult for one to kill him in plain day. Well she decided that today was his last day and she would pursue him after her coffee, no doubt he would target her and Greg. Well we can just drag the prey in with bait, she could pretend to not be paying attention, and she wouldn’t inform Greg if he didn’t know. Eventually he would figure it out, since he did come up with the description himself. So she went on like she never saw the man that was hunting her like a hidden predator that he thought he was. “Oh and the number was 7”, she finished off her small conversation with Greg. Moving forward to order her coffee, waited for it to finish and then paid for it once it was made. The whole time she felt the water in the air, specifically the evaporated water around her prey, even the liquid in his body, since humans were mainly made out of water. “So you want to head out for some air?” She then tilted her head towards the door that led outside.

[Gregorious]

Greg acted as an achor when Zelena took his hand and allowed her to pull herself up. He followed her out of the room and into the restaurant where he immediately began listening.....His work more important now that Zelena was here.

“I feel the need for something special and I don’t want my assistant to mess it up. So let’s head to the Cafe de la Heavens, we can grab it ourselves and delay the hard work for a few more minutes.”

"Well i am sure something will be good there." Greg said distractedly. There was an odd noise somewhere nearby...One he frequently heard but could never place. But no need to worry Zelena about this.

When he waled outside teh noise became very clear.....It was an agent.... A rush of adrenalin flooded his system as he heard the man report that he had spotted Zelena and himself. Damn it....how did i not get this one. The bastard is always around. Quickly he went to work trying to deaden alll waves going to the reciever of the agent's walkie talkie or whatever he used.....He hoped it would appear that the batteries died.

He followed Zelena to the cafe and waited with her....he had no appetite now. that agent had followed them and was nearby. hopefully Zelena seen him.

“You know I could have it arranged for you to get a living space in the Estates if you want. I can get you a free month’s rent and then you can start paying for it… of course it is up to you. I could even get you into one of the nicer apartments of the city.”

He snapped back to reality when Zelena spoke. "I appreciate the gesture....It would be an honor to have oone such as yourself hlep me. The only trouble would be the paying for it. My money flow is tighter than i like. But i will look and let you know." He then went to searching for anything audible that would help. But so far he was coming up far too short.

“Oh and the number was 7”,

Greg had no idea what she was talking about here....he was too distracted with the man. So far it seemed he was without backup...Though that would soon change. he thought to warn Zelena but didn't want to do it yet he wanted it to be smoother. Less obvious really.... He had finally reached the front of the line and Zelena ordered her drink....some frilly and odd sounding mocha latte cappu-whatever. While waiting he found something interesting.......that there was a new agent in town...and he had seen action.

“So you want to head out for some air?”


"Sounds like a plan.....better to deal with dome of the airport's more annoying features....." He lowered his voice to a whisper and made the sound go just to zelena's ear, "I take it you see him...."

[Zelena]

Zelena kept her eyes cool and strangely candid. The point of this was to make the agent believe that he caught her off guard, which in turn should make the agent feel the need to be careless and to make him mess up. When one is too comfortable it was sure to cause one to be unprepared; at least most of the time. So despite her inattentive appearance, she was very observant and prepared analyzing every movement the agent made and every possible angle that he could strike from. Blue eyes looked at Greg, it became all too clear that he knew about the agent’s presence and her candid behavior was no doubt sending waves of slight panic his way. Hmmm… even better, it the agent was able to recognize this in Greg he may believe that he actually has her… ‘What a laugh’, she thought to herself.

"Sounds like a plan.....better to deal with some of the airport's more annoying features....." He then lowered his tone and used his abilities to send a quite message only for her ears, "I take it you see him....", Her reply was a slight smirk hidden halfway by her cup. “Oh come on already, let’s head outside”, she threw a laugh in there too for extra measure. She was enjoying her play time with the agents, it wasn’t very grown up of her but oh well, who was going to tell her she couldn’t? A side door greeted her vision and Zelena made her way towards it, meanwhile she put her right hand into her coat pocket and left it there, making sure she grabbed a hold of three electronic interference throwing stars, she wanted to make sure that the agency would not be able to keep in contact with their agent much longer. She turned her head to make it seem like she was looking back at Greg but her intent was the agent as he wormed his way through the crowd to follow after them.

Mentally she smirked, it seemed that her plan was working and without a flaw yet. Her attention was brought back to the door briefly as she opened it up to be greeted with a chilling winter breeze. This was good; it meant that there was a good source of water available to her in the air, ground, and well… everything covered in ice or snow. She then made her way down the flights of stairs with little hassle, being use to wearing high heels and then add-in the fact that she could temporarily melt the ice. Luckily no plane, person, or vehicles could be seen in this section, one of the planes must have taken off recently, giving Greg and her full right to their abilities without the need to hold back any. With a quick movement that didn’t belong to a human, nor a normal elemental, she made her way behind a large stack of several enormous crates, taking temporary cover. Focusing she channeled her powers to form a barrier of completely clear but thick ice. It would stop most bullets from passing through and she would be able to allow any of her weapons through it with easily, basically the idea of not letting things in but only allowing them out, kind of concept.

Zelena then froze, careful not to make a sound, and if she did Greg would be able to dilute the noise out. The black haired man had just walked through the door, moving his body close to the most stable wall, with his colt handgun hear his body. He slowly crept down the stairway, each second her adrenaline kicked in urging her to start the fight, but now was not the time, she had to wait for opportune time. The man seemed to be wary when he reached the bottom of the stairs but he also let his guard down by standing in the middle of the space, way out in the open. It was then she send three of her throwing stars at the man with great speed, one aimed at his neck, the other his gun arm, and the last one at the wire that stuck out of his clothing. No matter where they would hit his body it would surely cut him off from any communications with the Agency. Once that would occur it was all fun and games, especially since she noticed two more agents arriving to join the fun. ‘Well, well, it seems that more want to have some fun’, she thought to herself. She then locked eyes with Greg; certain that he could hear their footsteps loud and clear, tilted her head towards the newcomers as a signal for him to take care of them. Meanwhile she took out her tennsen fan and grabbed some explosive throwing stars with her other hand. She was in high heels but hey it wouldn’t stop her from participating in a good fight.

[Gregorious]

Greg's ears picked up the sound of the reinforcements just as he was drawing his dagger to distract the first agent.

Oh great, just what i didn't need. More bullets...

He looked to Zelena just in time to see her tilt her head as a silent order to deal with the newcomers, causing his shoulders to slump. Well, i suppose it can't get......oh wait never say that. Even in my head. As he mentally chastised himself for almost jinxing the situation, he began to move off from Zelena in order to give her some space...and cover in case his plan failed.

As he moved off he resheathed his dagger and noticed a shiny hubcap on one of the baggage carrier carts. He quickly used that to check for the agents and see where they were.

Summoning all his energy to pull off one, potentially final, trick he began to bend the waves as he muttered that dangerous Elementals had been seen on the other side of the airport and that all agents were to report there immediately. He sent the words directly to each of the agent's ears hoping to make them think that it had come from their walkie-talkie's earpiece.

As he sent the message the thought occurred in his head Now this kind of talk, i can deal with....