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x It had felt strange to be flying, quite exhilarating really, especially since it had been close to a couple of years since Angelica had last been free to travel; so it was a relief to be getting away for a little while, even just to a conference. She’d be the first to admit she wasn’t indispensable or anything even if it sometimes felt otherwise given how much of her time had been taken up almost entirely since they had needed to rebuild.
Her thoughts of increased collaboration had of course instantly moved more towards those of shared intelligence between the various agencies, and not simply those of a more subtle nature. Her eyes had lit up when it was first broached as to who would represent them; with her drive for furthering their technological advantages first and foremost but her director had been explicit in that they were here to cultivate allies first and discuss terms later so
‘she’d better not scare them off’ were his exact words.
So now she stood by the side of the road, phone in hand as she leant against the wheeled bulk of her luggage waiting for the next arranged bus that would take her to the resort, wondering not for the first time whether she should have perhaps went with her first instinct and simply rented a motorbike or scooter for the duration of her stay. She had thought that a little more autonomy, rather than being beholden to their hosts and unforeseen delays would have been preferable, but further musing on the matter was cut short by the arrival of the shuttle. The journey up into the Alps was fairly uneventful with the bus feeling rather empty for the time of day, and allowed her to catch up a little on her reading in between the beautiful views.
Once they pulled up outside their destination, Angelica collected her possessions and thanked the driver as she disembarked. As she entered the foyer of Resort she carefully removed her sunglasses and dropped them into her bag, making her way over to the check-in desk where she chatted a little to the receptionist while collecting her lanyard and key card.
Slipping the lanyard over her head as she said her goodbyes for the time being she flashed the girl a warm smile and turned away. Clutching her key card in one hand and pulling her luggage in the other, she had made it a short distance before she stopped to watch events unfolding at the the lift up ahead in mild amusement over the literal pile-up of people.
Holding her hand over her face she did her best to stifle a laugh as her eyes darted around the foyer in search of the nearest stairwell to use instead, since the lift was clearly busy before they alighted on a door a little off to the side. The voice of another guest nearby caught her attention as she'd continued to move closer.
"So uh, is this the only elevator in the building?"As she passed the rather bemused man standing near the collision she couldn’t help but mutter in dismay at the collision of the other guests
"Hur otåliga de är, ja?" Giving her shoulders a sheepish shrug, she smiled apologetically for switching to her native tongue out of habit before quickly adding
"Sorry about that, but it appears so. The stairs look clear to me though." She gave the other agent a friendly wave before continuing past him and through the door to the stairs and climbing up towards her floor.
After the several flights to the third floor she drew a lungful of air before wandering down the hallway; glancing from side to side as she muttered the door numbers under her breath; stopping suddenly outside door 311. Her key card beeped decisively and the door clicked as she pushed it open, swinging her luggage onto the bed she let out a momentary sigh. She opened the door into her en-suite and flicked on the light, turning the taps on so she could splash a bit of water on her face and grind some of the tiredness from her eyes.
Now that she was feeling a little more refreshed, if still fairly tired her mind returned to the rumbling of hunger she could almost hear; so switching the lights back off she decided she could unpack later and picked up her card, locked the door and then made her way downstairs. She pointedly avoided the lift, instead almost skipping down the stairs and bursting through the door back into the foyer. As her eyes alighted on the entrance to the restaurant of the resort she lightly brushed her fingers across her stomach as it gave a low grumble causing her to scoff at herself. Once inside she perused the various offerings, piling several onto a plate and saying a silent prayer as she poured herself a freshly made smoothie, sneaking a quick sip as she turned to look for somewhere to sit in the room.
"It Camila, correct? Mind if I join you? This smuti is to die for." She smiled and placed her smoothie and a plate of mixed food onto the table before sitting down opposite the other agent. She had noticed that the other woman’s gaze appeared to be narrowed in the direction of another table and her general mannerisms felt mildly aggressive as well.
"Is something, or someone bothering you?" She followed where the other woman had been looking to see if she could spot the focus of her ire.
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