Snippet #1749626

Looking at the two disarmed girls, for it would be a mistake to call them women, occupying her temporary office, Sophia let out a sigh and leaned back into the uncomfortable office chair she hoped to burn one day. Her eyelids eagerly met each other as she massaged her temples. "A national crisis. A city that's being destroyed and its population murdered. All this and they send a pair of high schoolers to solve it." Returning to a proper position and opening her eyes to meet the two she began by glaring at the girl who remained standing. "You look like some vagrant they pulled off the street." Turning her gaze to the younger one in the chair she continued her articulation of frustration. "And you seem like someone I should call a truant officer for."

Placing her hands on the desk before they had a chance to utter a syllable, she got to her feet in a way that shot the worthless seat against the office wall, causing the plaster to chip away upon meeting such a force. The cigarette she had kept hold of near the left edge of her mouth had begun to dwindle to the point that it could only sustain a few more puffs before reaching the unnecessary filter. To ease her mind so that the two people in front of her didn't wind up finding out exactly how many stories up they were, she took those last precious gasp of toxic air into her lungs. Releasing the built up smoke in one long breath, she spit the butt into a nearby waste bin. "So, is there any reason why I should take you two with me instead of say... any of the thousand trained agents and soldiers that are within earshot of this place?"