Diary PagesWhen the first page slips into the intelligence briefcase he considers it odd, nothing like it had been in the case before this round. Spy sighed tiredly, shifting aside the piles of useless papers that usually resided inside of the red casing and picking up the crisp lined sheet. It looked like it belonged to some sort of diary, the page dating back two months and detailing a cake recipe. Another sigh and he filed it in a separate folder underneath his bed to read later.More Like This
The second page was more intriguing. He pulled it out curiously and ignored the rest of the papers the rest of the night. The page was double-sided and was written in a messy scrawl, like its author had quickly written it in a flurry of movement. He slowly read through it, inspecting every word carefully and methodically while fingering the small cut in the upper right-hand of the page.
The writing matched the contents of the page, the author writing of how he or she had disappointed their parents and how they weren
Hapless 8.7The doctor entered the room holding the door long enough for the Spy to get through. They both went in with out saying a word. Everyone was seated around the room, all heads turning to gaze apon the late comers. Soldier stood at the front, as usual, whip in hand, ready to begin his confrence. He eyed the Medic then the Spy, giving no hint to what expression he held. The Medic shuffled ahead of the Spy, basically leading the way to an open area to sit. He remained calm and steady with his pace, oddly though, he decided to take a route that crossed right in front of Soldier. The Soldier paid no attention to the Medic and Spy could've sworn he heard a slight 'hmp' from the Medic's closed mouth. Following the Medic, Spy too, crossed the Soldier's path but jumped whem suddenly he heard a 'wack' and felt a sharp pain on his back.More Like This
"Hurry up, maggot!" Soldier commanded, wacking his whip in the palm of his hand. Knowing Soldier, Spy didn't aruge and quickly took the seat beside Medic. Behind S