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The office is especially busy tonight. People are hustling and busting around with their folders and their boxes and their whatever-elses, louder than usual. It's assignment night, that's why. And I'm here to get my assignment like everyone else.

Lohan stands near the edge of the trees smoking a cigarette, looking bored. Most people get their assignments from the lackeys, but I go straight to Lohan. I could follow the smell of his smoke if I couldn't see him over there, and it's not really easy to see him, with all the people running around.

"S'up?" My usual casual greeting. I'm not sure if it annoys my superior or if he finds it endearing. Tonight he's especially blasé about it and gives no reaction, whereas normally he would smirk at me.

"We have something interesting for you."

"Interesting?" My interest is peaked. I would love something interesting. Lately I've only been getting crap jobs, sent off to do mundane things like cause a few heart attacks and hemorrhages.

"We sighted a fallen angel in Sector 791B."

I blink. I can't help but notice a few people looking our way with something like fear in their eyes. "A fallen angel." I don't believe it. "You seriously don't believe that's what it is, do you?"

"No. We're not sure what to call it, so it's been labeled as such. You'll understand why when you see it. I want you to go retrieve it, and fast, before Lux gets to it first." He turns his blue eyes on me, expression cold and serious. I really hate it when Lohan is serious. "We've never seen anything like this before. You understand what that means."

I sigh and rub the back of my neck. "Yeah, yeah, I'm on my way. Any precautions?"

Lohan's lips curl in a cynical smirk as he drops his cigarette to the grassy ground. "You're the Blood. You don't need precautions." He mashes the cigarette out with his shoe, and I find myself thinking I hate this mood he's in, and I hate the smell of cigarette smoke.

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The office is especially busy tonight. People are hustling and busting around with their folders and their boxes and their whatever-elses, louder than usual. It's assignment night, that's why. And I'm here to get my assignment like everyone else.

Lohan stands near the edge of the trees smoking a cigarette, looking bored. Most people get their assignments from the lackeys, but I go straight to Lohan. I could follow the smell of his smoke if I couldn't see him over there, and it's not really easy to see him, with all the people running around.

"S'up?" My usual casual greeting. I'm not sure if it annoys my superior or if he finds it endearing. Tonight he's especially blasé about it and gives no reaction, whereas normally he would smirk at me.

"We have something interesting for you."

"Interesting?" My interest is peaked. I would love something interesting. Lately I've only been getting crap jobs, sent off to do mundane things like cause a few heart attacks and hemorrhages.

"We sighted a fallen angel in Sector 791B."

I blink. I can't help but notice a few people looking our way with something like fear in their eyes. "A fallen angel." I don't believe it. "You seriously don't believe that's what it is, do you?"

"No. We're not sure what to call it, so it's been labeled as such. You'll understand why when you see it. I want you to go retrieve it, and fast, before Lux gets to it first." He turns his blue eyes on me, expression cold and serious. I really hate it when Lohan is serious. "We've never seen anything like this before. You understand what that means."

I sigh and rub the back of my neck. "Yeah, yeah, I'm on my way. Any precautions?"

Lohan's lips curl in a cynical smirk as he drops his cigarette to the grassy ground. "You're the Blood. You don't need precautions." He mashes the cigarette out with his shoe, and I find myself thinking I hate this mood he's in, and I hate the smell of cigarette smoke.