Snippet #2368617

Circe
Circe's head snaps up hearing a loud rap at her front door. Giving a small frown at the disrupting noise, she sets down the bills she was reviewing before scooting the wooden chair across the laminated flooring. Making her way across the tiny apartment, she opens the door to see a rather distraught looking man dressed in a professional black suit. "Um...Mi-miss Marks..correct? Blinking, she stares at the man with emotionless icy eyes before he continues, obviously in discomfort under her stare "Mr.Snatch...um..requests your...presence for a noon luncheon... I'm here to drive you.." He trails off seeing the cyborg raise one eyebrow and,relishing in his confusion, flashes him a half smirk. A small chuckle escapes her as she gives a slight nod of her head "I'll be out in a few seconds then." Closing the door, a triumphant smirk bursts onto her lips as she almost prances back to her bedroom, changing into her "professional" outfit. "So.. he's caved huh?" Making her way back to the door, she ignores the driver's surprise at the sudden change of her apparel and brushes past him.

Before she knew it, she was back in front of the wooden oak doors from the previous day. Sending a glance over, she frowns seeing the hole had been patched up and she couldn't help but miss opening in the wall. Giving a small sigh, she starts to shift from foot to foot in the silence of the hall, getting bored.