There's  Something  To  Be  Said  About  How  inseprable  She Is From Her Devices, 

1. The Vampire Lestat - Anne Rice / 2. Black Sails (2014-2017) - XIII / 3. The Glass Essay - Anne Carson / 4. Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein (1994) / 5. Grief Lessons - Anne Carson

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @sp3cters ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTMERCURY  +  AGENTBYTE

           "     jordan,     "     a  half-hearted  sing-song  as  they  jog  up  to  the  other  agent.  chaos  would  be  a  nice  way  to  describe  the  current  environment  throughout  mercy.  and  while  yejide  considers  themself  a  regular  perpetrator  and  enjoyer  of  chaos,  this  is  far  out  of  their  scope  the  tactical  agent  would  know  better,  she  always  does.     "     is  all  of  this  something  we  should  be  super  concerned  about     ?     or  is  it...  business  as  usual     ?     i  feel  so  out  of  my  depth  and  everything  is  so  vague.     "

          he's  choking.  hyperbole.  regardless,  the  tie  he  wears  is  suffocating,  or  maybe  it's  an  approaching  panic  attack.  he  hasn't  had  one  of  those  in  years,  but  anything  is  possible,  clearly.     (     the  video  replays  behind  his  eyelids  in  full  4k  resolution,  haunted     )     he  does  what  he  does  best.  lies.  plasters  a  smile  and  talks  and  talks  and  tries  not  to  be  bothered  by  how  unbothered  they  are  supposed  to  look,  tries  not  to  be  unnerved  by  how  easily  everything  rolls  off  veronica's  shoulders.  with  every  passing  day,  it  becomes  more  clear  that  she's  much  better  suited  for  this  position  than  him.  unsurprising,  but  he's  shocked  anyhow. 

          maxime  is  the  picture  of  cordiality,  hands  clasped  in  front  of  him  to  stop  the  tremor.     "     collaboration,     "     he  echoes,  grins  hollowly.  he's  grown  accustomed  to  stalemates  and  concessions  in  the  name  of  mercy's  greater  good,  accepted  that  there  are  some  lines  that  must  be  crossed  and  some  that  can  be  simply  written  over.  he's  exhausted,  frustrated,  seconds  from  playing  whistleblower.  cowardice  reins  him  in.

          voice  lowers,  if  only  to  ensure  that  anyone  listening  wouldn't  be  able  to  make  much  out.     "     and  what  of  the  rumor  being  passed  around     ?     are  you  planning  on  staging  a  cover-up     ?     releasing  a  statement     ?     my  intentions  are  to  conduct  further  research.  it  will  be  easier  to  do  so  with  the  department  standing  together,  rather  than  apart.     "

𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋   𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗌   closed,     feat.   maxime   (    @greatpain      ) 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾   +    𝗅𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇   evening,   event   one   -   governor's    ball

 elegance   envelops   the   agent   as   she   moves   gracefully,   natural   poise   exudes   from   her.  amongst   colleagues   from   various   spheres   of   her   career,   veronica   glides   through   the   governor's   ball   with   an   air   of   prestige.   despite   the   lingering   weight   of   recent   events   that   hung   over   her   mind,   she   maintains   an   outward   façade   of   composure,   giving   no   indication   of   the   turmoil   beneath   the   surface.   to   all   outward   appearances,   mercy   was   flourishing   more   than   ever. 

"it's   good   to   see   you   being   so   cooperative,"   she   purrs   to   her   fellow   head   agent,   her   tone   smooth,   diplomatic.   "if   we   can   maintain   this   level   of   collaboration,   we   should   be   able   to   resolve   the...   desiccation   error,"   she   pauses   briefly   to   clear   her   throat,   masking   any   hint   of   uncertainty. 

veronica   smooths   down   a   stray   lock   of   hair   at   the   nape   of   her   neck,   a   subtle   gesture   of   self-assurance.   "i've   reassured   the   board   of   the   kronos   lead.   they'll   be   off   our   case   soon   enough."

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @doghoods ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTEPSILON  +  AGENTVITALIS

          he  doesn't  enjoy  conducting  conversations  that  hold  weight  from  behind  the  safety  of  his  desk.  it  gives  an  illusion  of  power  that's  very  quickly  slipping  out  of  his  shaking  hands.  instead,  he  sits  comfortably  at  a  table  in  the  training  area  of  the  biomedical  wing,  practicing  suture  techniques  on  synthetic  flesh  because  one  can  never  be  too  confident  in  their  skills.     (     most  of  his  concentration  goes  into  ensuring  his  hands  are  stable,  that  he  is  the  absolute  picture  of  what  a  surgeon  should  be,  a  figure  for  agents  to  look  up  to,  not  condemn     )     "     you  are  holding  back  from  something.     "     needle  pierces  fake  skin,  and  he  pulls  the  thread  taut  without  looking.     "     there  is  no  one  else  here.  it  is  as  close  to  a  safe  place  as  we  can  get  right  now.  talk.     "

          "     you're  not  having  fun     ?     "     yejide  has  always  been  one  to  make  the  best  out  of  any  situation,  and  a  party  is  never  one  that  has  concerned  them  much.  they  understand  how  to  talk  to  people,  how  to  pull  even  the  most  stringent  wallflowers  out  of  their  shells,  how  to  make  others  smile  with  little  more  than  a  smile  of  their  own.  they  don't  need  to  be  a  radiant  to  be  radiant.  hands  reach  out  as  precaution  to  steady  the  field  agent  just  in  case.     "     how  many  of  those've  you  had     ?     don't  think  we  can  leave  early,  but  we  can  maybe  step  out  for  some  fresh  air  together.  how's  that  sound     ?     "

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 001 / GOVERNOR'S BALL ; open

time at events such as these never moves in a linear line — it's a spiral, a journey inward, not forward. time, always so fascinatingly cruel, the way it either slips or slows, moving of its own accord. cipriana stands in a corner of her own, resembling more a lalique statuette than an actual person; something you could almost look through and not at. at least the dome of her skull feels picked clean, pierced by soporific and nearly obligatory tête-à-têtes. the wine in her glass, redder than most she'd seen before, sloshes around, threatening to spill over the rim. thus she steps back, steadying her hand. '' so, when can we leave? ''

Ayo Edebiri as Sydney Adamu in The Bear — 2.04 "Honeydew" + 2.05 "Pop"

          three  smoke  breaks  and  two  faked  urgent  calls  into  the  ball,  and  maxime's  run  out  of  options  to  evade  conversation.  he  can't  so  easily  slip  away  considering  his  position,  so  he  lingers.  watches.  smiles  when  it  is  appropriate,  claps  when  everyone  else  does,  and  pretends  that  he  is  not  a  husk  parading  around  without  a  soul  attached  to  the  body.  his  applause  after  ceo  kang  steps  off  is  stilted,  mind  still  processing  what  this  will  mean  for  the  organization,  and  then  darkness descends  and  everything  stops.  he  waits.  extends  his  sense  of  pain  out,  probing  for  any  spikes  in  the  baseline  he'd  measured  at  the  start,  only  to  find  no  anomalies  as  far  as  he  can  reach.  max  remains  on  high  alert  as  his  vision  adjusts  to  the  emergency  lighting,  scanning  his  surroundings,  ensuring  that  everyone  is  uninjured  within  his  line  of  sight  by  second  nature.     "     this  is  my  default,  agent  hera.     "     it  isn't  —  not  recently.  his  posture  is  fixed,  shoulders  back,  nothing  like  the  coward  he's  been.  all  it  takes  is  a  dash  of  fear  to  get  the  adrenaline  running.     "     i  am  unconcerned  about  the  message.     "     he  lacks  skills  to  manage  a  breach,  physical  or  technical.  maxime  focuses  on  what  he  can  control.     "     which  combined  with  the  mood  lighting  might  cause  panic  with  our  junior  agents.  panic,  which  causes  injuries  inadvertently.  forgive  me  if  i  lack  faith  in  them.     "

𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 … open starter ⟳ governors ball ; 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 .

❛   champagne   ,   thank   you   .   ❜   crystal   chimes   against   the   marble   countertop   adorning   the   bar,   the   round   of   applause   it   accompanies   almost   deafening.   zita's   own   hands   mimic   the   actions   of   others,   the   sound   hollow   and   empty,   a   reflection   of   truer   sentiments   towards   the   collaboration   –   just   another   stakeholder   to   appease   ,   the   voice   of   cynicism   muttered   within.   deft   digits   eventually   curl   around   the   tall   stem   of   her   champagne   flute,   the   glass   brought   to   lips   and   its   libation   savoured   ;   at   least   they   hadn't   scrimped   on   the   alcohol ,   which   was   so   often   the   case   at   such   galas.   no   sooner   had   the   glass   met   her   lips   the   room   descended   into   darkness   ,   emergency   lighting   swiftly   &   brightly   illuminating   the   concerned   and   confused   expressions   on   the   faces   of   the   attendees   ;   posture   rigid   ,   hues   assessing,   zita   mirrored   the   facades   of   others .   vibrations   from   within   her   purse   directed   her   attentions   and   with   her   phone   retrieved ,   the   message   was   read .   posture   relaxed   ,   lips   meeting   the   glass   once   more   for   a   calming   sip   .   ❛   don't   look   so   ...   serious   ,   we   do   not   wish   to   cause   a   panic   .   ❜   her   voice   was   low,   scarcely   a   whisper   to   the   colleague   beside   her   .

𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚀 #𝟷  ...  𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙿𝙴𝚃? 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁  ...  𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚘

𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚀 #𝟸  ...  𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙼𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁'𝚂 𝙼𝙰𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙽 𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴? 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁  ...  ****

𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚀 #𝟹  ...  𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙱𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚁? 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁  ...  ************** **** ******** ***** **********

               𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝚄𝚂𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙱𝚈𝚃𝙴

𝟶𝟶𝟷.   𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂   ...

⋯⋯⋯   GENERAL DETAILS.

FULL NAME:   yejide muyiwa. NICKNAME(S):   none. ALIAS:  agent byte. AGE:   twenty8. DATE OF BIRTH:   august 18. PLACE OF BIRTH:   seattle, washington. CURRENT LOCATION:   apex city, washington. GENDER:   agender. PRONOUNS:   she/he/they, no preference. ORIENTATION:   bisexual. ROLE:   intelligence agent,  five years. EDUCATION LEVEL:   college drop out (mit).

⋯⋯⋯   PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

HEIGHT:   5'6. TATTOOS:   none. PIERCINGS:   one in each ear. CLOTHING STYLE:   1) comfortable. 2) colorful & fun. DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS:   biiiiiig smile.

⋯⋯⋯   HEALTH.

ALLERGIES:   peanuts. SLEEPING HABITS:   poor. non-existent sleep schedule, but sleeps a lot? day naps... so many naps...  EATING HABITS:   enjoys sweets a lot. SOCIABILITY:   10/10.  highly sociable.  the extrovert friend. DRINKING / SMOKING / DRUGS:   no / no / no. RADIANT STATUS:  none.

⋯⋯⋯   PERSONALITY.

LABELS / TROPES:   awesome by analysis,  beware the nice ones,  bunny ears lawyer,  doesn't like weapons,  cause = consequence,  the heart,  magical computer,  mission control,  the nicknamer,  recruiting the criminal,  the reliable one,  the smart gal,  voice with an internet connection,  perpetual smiler,  silly rabbit cynicism is for losers,  you are not alone,  bad liar,  the cutie,  beware the silly ones,  did not think this through. INSPIRATIONS:   jester lavorre (cr2), jessica day (new girl), phil dunphy (modern family), penelope garcia (cm). POSITIVE TRAITS:   ambitious,  enthusiastic,  creative,  expressive,  mischievous,  intelligent,  resourceful,  excitable,  active listener,  compassionate,  perky. NEGATIVE TRAITS:   clumsy,  credulous,  unrealistic,  troublesome,  unorganized,  overimaginative,  impatient,  easily discouraged. LIKES:   all music,  winter,  birds. DISLIKES:   alcoholic drinks,  tight schedules,  summer. FEARS:   disappointing people that depend on her,  failure. HABITS:   bouncing on toes, nervous laughter, bouncing leg, filler words. HOBBIES:   watching tv / movies, reading, strategy games, d&d.

⋯⋯⋯   FAMILY, RELATIONSHIPS, ETC.

MOTHER:   unknown. FATHER:   unknown. SIGNIFICANT OTHER:   none.  BEST FRIEND:   tba.  EXES:   none serious.  SIBLING(S):   none biological.  CHILDREN:   none.  PET(S):   parrot named sir talks a lot (lottie for short).

𝟶𝟶𝟸.   𝙱𝙸𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙷𝚈 / 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂   … 

shortly after birth, yejide was left in a baby car seat at seattle's fire station 19, accompanied by a letter written on composition paper stating her name and how sorry her birth parents are for leaving her like this, but they simply do not have the means to raise her right now. until proper care can be given, yejide is taken care of by firefighters that dote upon her every second of the day.

she is shortly placed into the foster care system, and though she is nearly adopted several times over the first few years of her life, something always happens that stops the process right in its tracks.

long story short, she is never adopted, simply bounced around from foster house to foster house getting her hopes up only to be miserably crushed. yejide came out of the system with lifelong friends made with her foster siblings.

[ car accident tw ] she was accepted with a full scholarship to MIT, attributed to her incredible capabilities on a computer. she kept in close contact with all of her foster siblings and even attended MIT with one that was a couple years older. unfortunately, they died in a car accident. filled with grief over losing someone she considered family, she dropped out of MIT and bounced around the country, couch surfing.

she continued to teach herself coding and advanced computer engineering in an attempt to keep herself together and occupied. eventually, this formed into becoming a vigilante hacker, attacking businesses and people she thought were engaged in criminal activities or other such activities that went against her own moral compass. curious about mercy, she did hack into mercy's systems and was caught shortly after. yejide was given the option between working for them or serving jail time, and she decided to accept the job.

she has been at mercy for five years now, and does stay in the on base accommodations as she feels that's what's best for her and it gives her a way to interact with everyone in one way or another. absolutely the person you want on your side during any problem, whether that be personal or professional. undying support and loyalty for anyone that shows her a smidge of kindness. surprisingly great at interrogation if only because of her unnerving ability to talk her way into or out of anything, alongside her undeterred charisma, but she honestly hates the interrogation part of her job the most and is likely to trade any interrogation assignments with a coworker for a favor.

𝟶𝟶𝟹.   𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂   ...

updated soon... prommy

          they  tap  incessently  at  the  screen,  lips  pursed  in  thought  as  they  scan  through  contradicting  and  redacted  confidential  information.     "     do  cyber  research,  they say...  but  don't  look  at  information  that  will  help  because  we  don't  want  you  to  have  it.  stupid.     "     frustrated,  yejide  powers  off  their  tablet,  though  they  continue  tapping  the  screen  awake  every  couple  seconds  just  in  case  they  somehow  missed  a  notification     (     spoiler  :  they  haven't     ).     "     can  i  confess  something     ?     "     they  don't  wait  for  an  an  affirmative  answer.     "     i  wasn't  scared  of  clowns  before  the  incident  but  i  think  i  might  be  now.  they  were  kinda  creepy.     "

" it's not just you, " jia says. his own device sits untouched in their lap as he watches yejide work. " which is good, means we get fewer security breaches, but sucks when the directors decide they know best. " not that julia particularly cares about the details, beyond that they think it would make for an interesting read. he's always been more interested in entertainment than anything else, boredom being the only real fate worse than death in their eyes. " quite honestly, it's amazing we get told as much as we do, " they say. " if they could get away with telling us no more than the civilians, they probably would — but then we wouldn't be able to get anything done effectively. "