"A symptom of the American disease as a whole." Lina smiles back at the woman. It felt nice to have company at the table and a non-small talk conversation with someone other than her co workers. The woman sips her wine carefully before shaking her hand and responding. "It’s quite the pleasure to make your acquaintance Riley." Riley’s southern accent was so refreshing to hear, something different — her kind energy was a definite plus. Lina crosses her legs before giving a quick scoff to her question. "I deal with those fat cats on a daily basis and let me tell you something Riley, they are the most deceitful, pompous, self-centered folks around. I am certainly not pleased in the slightest bit by the situation at hand." She raises har hand aand places it on her chest to point at herself. "Now I may have my own small fortune, but here’s the thing. I help others to get that , not steal it or deceive them."
"Yeah, same here." Riley smiled and nodded, agreeing. "Although, I gotta be honest with you, politics isn’t exactly my field of expertise." She chuckled to let off some of her nervous energy. She was embarrassed to find herself in a position where her unintelligence was apparent. Not every day she found herself in the company of someone so knowledgeable about something like this, even if she worked with some. She laughed, leaning back in her chair after hearing her opinion. "I deal with similarly awful people on a day to day basis, too." She reached for the back of neck and rubbed it slightly. "I can’t imagine what it would be like to deal with ones who think just ‘cause they’ve got money they themselves make the world go round." She expelled a sigh, shaking her head. "Hey, you shouldn’t be ashamed of the money you’ve got, as long as you don’t go acting like them. What kind of work do you do, if you don’t mind me asking?"
Riley brought up a good point, thoguh the woman could go on for hours about all the things she felt were plaguing the country. She decided that since this poor stranger surely didn’t want to hear her complain all day, she’d keep the list to herself. “That’s just a symptom, if those who were rich and powerful didn’t run the country then we wouldn’t be sending troops to other countries in hopes of gaining more riches and power.” Lina Shrugs before continuing. “Oh! Please forgive my lack of manners. Would you like to sit down? It’s not like I am expecting any guests.” She gestures to the seat across from her own. “I’m Lina by the way.”
"A symptom of the lack of freedom?" Riley asked for clarification, a slight smile still on her face. She wasn’t prepared to be offered a seat, but seeing as Riley had planned to eat alone, eating with someone wasn’t so bad. "Oh, thank you, if it wouldn’t be a bother." She then walked a couple of steps back to her table to grab her tray and sit down across from her. "Riley," she greeted, standing up again to extend her hand over and give the other woman a handshake. "I take it you’re not so happy with the people on Wall Street, either?" Riley remarked, looking down at her burger and fries before glancing up at Lina.
Lina notices the blonde approaching her table before Riley responds to her statement. “I’m afraid that’s the American disease.” The woman nods her head and rolls her eyes in a gesture of annoyance to the state of society, it’s 2017 yet everyone was still behaving like school children over the matter of those with abilities. When the other woman asks for her ketchup, Lina merely shrugs and responds. “Help yourself, dear. I am already stuffed.” She laughs and dabs at her face with the cloth she was provided to assure her appearances was tip-top.
"Really?" She couldn’t help but chuckle at that even though it wasn’t exactly a laughing matter nor did Riley consider it a joke. "Could’ve sworn the American disease was not being unable to mind its own business." She shook her head at her own comment; she had come from a very patriotic family. After all, two of her brothers served, but that didn’t mean she didn’t know its flaws. She grabbed the ketchup, but decided to stick around for the conversation. The motion she did was not one Riley had seen for a while, usually in the upper side of her town—or her sister. She could only internally roll her eyes at the thought of her sister’s behavior, in the most loving way of course.
For the past fifteen minutes, Lina’s eyes had been locked onto the Tv that rested on the wall, listening intently to the latest news. As the anchors spouted their lines from the prompter, the woman couldn’t help but chuckle. This whole situation was so painfully annoying — but it kept her busy at work so she couldn’t complain. After a while, she becomes so annoyed at the information she was hearing that Lina spoke, intending to mumble to herself but the words come out louder than she had intended. “It’s amazing how much lies we live in, land of the free — pft.”
The sound of the television battled with the hum of the ceiling fan in the small restaurant, but Riley was glad it beat the chatter of the patrons. When she finally sat with her meal, she noticed there wasn’t ketchup and she looked around before pushing her chair back slightly to the nearest table. She was about to ask for it, but then the woman spoke. Believing she was speaking to her, Riley responded. “It seems it can only be free for some, not everyone.” She left her comment at that, sighing. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you, but may I borrow your ketchup?”
Friends in government? Chris almost laughed at that. No one ever really had friends in government. You were either an ally or an enemy. And you could only really trust an ally if you owned them. Luckily for her, he did own quite a few individuals who were still very active and connected. And they probably needed a reminding soon that just because he was out of politics for now, they weren’t off their leashes. Not by a long shot. “If that’s the road you want to take, then I think in the near future I will have yet another one.” Knowing that was the direction she was thinking of taking, Chris was even more happy with this deal than before. Because once his end was complete, she’d owe him big. And that was always the kind of person you wanted in any kind of government position.
"Well you rising back to agent status shouldn’t take too long." She was right about their communication. From here on out, it would need to be handled very delicately. He doubted in the future either one of them would have the ability to get away for more private meetings such as this. Taking out another card and a pen, Chris scribbled a date, time, and address which he handed to Riley. "This will be the time and location of your first catch. She has minor control over air currents and is unregistered. She’ll be passed out drunk and the door will be unlocked. There will be more than enough Rogue paraphernalia around to justify bringing her in. There will also be a box left beside her door which will contain a new phone with a number to reach me programmed in. That will be how we communicate from here on out." Chris again smiled and cocked his head to the side. "Any other concerns? If not, then it might be best for you to get back on Nexus’ radar soon so they don’t get suspicious."
She nodded, understanding but excited. “Thank you,” she repeated, feeling a new sense of calm that she hadn’t felt in so long. She has felt so uncomfortable for so long; she couldn’t believe she didn’t think of this any sooner. “I guess we’ll cross that bridge when we get there, right?” She wasn’t too sure; she definitely needed more time to think about her future. Her future. It was hers once again. And it would be one she wanted. She really could only smile to hold in the excitement. Upon being handed the paper, she didn’t think it would be happening so fast. It was what she wanted, but it’s rapidness could do worse for her mental state, something her psychiatrist warned her about. Not to do anything rash. However, the date wasn’t too close; she had time to let it sink in.
This time she gave a brief nod, an answer to his command. “Got it.” She had a another question, although as she let it simmer in her mind, she realized it was idiotic. He was going to give her the post-humans; he wasn’t going to help her come up with some story for how she come across them. They would prove to be difficult until she becomes an agent, but there was a reason she was pretty good at her previous job, wasn’t there? “No, that’ll be all.” She glanced back down at the paper before putting it into her purse. She then extended a hand for Christopher to shake. “I guess I’ll be hearing from you then.” She gave her goodbye before turning and remembering where the exit was and leaving.
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Chris returned her smile and then some. It seemed the deal was pretty much struck. He did love when things worked out so nicely for everyone. ”Completely free. By the time we’re done, you’ll have been a legend in Nexus whose only thought of you is that they regretted they couldn’t keep you from retiring so early. And after you’ve left, well the sky is the limit I suppose. I’m sure by that point you’ll have a few people from your company who can supply you with outstanding recommendations. If you want all ties completely severed though, I’ve got friends all over who wouldn’t mind me cashing a favor to put a friend on their payroll.” He happily took the card and looked over its contents. “Don’t worry, this will do quite nicely.” Briefly Chris wondered if Riley recalled what his ability was from the trial. Either way, she probably had no idea that her life was just a phone call away from being steered onto the path they both needed her to be on.
"You’re most welcome Riley." What did he get from this deal? Well mostly it meant he got a way of snipping bad branches from the Rogues’ tree. People who would only do the cause harm. Or those who were maybe a little too outspoken against him. It would take time to prune all the bad ones away, but he was patient and had faith that Riley was up to the task. "Well having a friend inside Nexus is nothing but a good investment if you’re a Rogue on the run like myself. So I’m trusting that if you happen to hear about Nexus closing in on my location or whatnot, you’ll let me know. I promise I’m not going to ask you to steal documents or anything else that might put your future freedom in jeopardy. Sounds fair, I hope?"
Free. In the start that was what she wanted from Nexus and it looked like in the end that was what she would get. They had given her the chance to be someone and for that she couldn’t help but be grateful for them, but after all she had done and with the way she was treated, it made their relationship difficult. She couldn’t help but smile at his words and blush a little at the thought of becoming a legend. It was what she wanted. She gave Christopher the most genuine smiles she’s had in months. “Where do you have friends in?” She asked, although didn’t want to seem as if she was overstepping anything. “Do you still have friends in the government still?” With that she slipped a little of what she wanted. She hadn’t put much thought into it, seeing as until recently she thought it was nothing but a pipe dream, but if Christopher could make it a reality, well… There was a good enough reason to continue. Maybe a government job would provide better stability in her current instability.
"Right, of course." That part made the voice in her head get very loud that she was doing something wrong, but she was tired of listening to what it told her was right. After all, she did it for Lyla, what was one more? "I can’t promise that until I become an agent." Riley maintained eye contact, hoping he would understand that. She had little clearance now, but that would change, according to Christopher. "I-I don’t trust contacting you on my phone. It belongs to them technically—they bought it for me. Probably watching me on it." She wouldn’t put it past them. "How will I know if you’ve got a post-human ready or not?" It was a little discomforting knowing they would be "wrapped up" for her in a sense, but as long as no one found out, what harm could it do? She needed this. Just for however long it took for her to become available for a transfer somewhere else.
Really good eyesight? It didn’t sound like the flashiest of abilities, but it seemed a hell of a lot simpler than what he had to deal with now. It didn’t seem like something he could easily fake though, so probably best to say he lost it. “I want to go back because… it’s important to me.” Though why exactly it was hard to say. It wasn’t like he believed in Nexus’ mission, but it had a pull on him nonetheless. Like everything related to his pasts, he supposed. ”I feel like there’s something that I need to find there. Maybe it’s something to do with me and my past, maybe it’s Christina, or maybe I’m hoping there’s something about Joseph, but there’s just-” Jacob blinked, realizing he’d let something of Adam’s past slip. He’d need to watch out for that. “It’s just something I know I need to do.”
"Well, I’ll try to help you in anyway I can. It might not be a lot, but I’ll try my best." She gave a nod in support, serious about helping him. "If you think it will help you remember things, then I think you should do it. I can’t imagine what it’s like to have such gaps in your memory." She wasn’t sure who was Joseph, but she was never too close to him and maybe he was someone else who was important to Jacob. She realized she didn’t even know if he had any family from New York or if he was even born here. "You want to head out of here now, though?" She said motioning with her head to the door.
Hey— [War lightly elbows the person nearest her, jerking her head in the direction of the movie listings.] You seen any of these? [She’s just gotten to New York, and decided to see a movie before heading to where she’ll be staying, so she’s still got her luggage pulled up next to her as she tries to decide which movie to see.] Know if they’re any good?
Riley’s spirits fell upon reading her text from Sarah—sorry, stuff came up at work! I’ve got to cancel.. She looked down at the two tickets in her palm. How pathetic she would look to go to movies alone. She turned to the person who had elbowed her. “Y-yeah I was planning on watching the, uh, Protectors of The Universe 2. The first part was good so I figured the second one might be as well.” As she glanced down she quirked her head at the sight of the luggage. “Trying to sneak in snacks?”