<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">(Atomic Blonde's post) </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">The New Chicago Police Department, NCPD, had been working on finding the right way to get inside Gabriel Prentis' operation for nearly a year and the opening in his lab for a training technician was exactly what they needed. The news was brought to the attention of the Chief the day the notice went out, they had managed to infiltrate his operation to a certain degree but they really needed someone inside to build the case, without direct evidence, arresting the criminal mastermind would be fruitless and he would walk in no time flat. Knowing that time was of the essence, Chief Jackson brought the news to the team right away and a plan had be formulated in a matter of days. <br/>
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Agent Quinn Danes would be the one to receive the task, she always was. Despite the hour it was that evening she was tugging on her shirt, woken up by the alert of the crime scene and the likelihood that it was tied to the case she was working on as part of the Major Crimes Department. Starting to button up the shirt, she received a message, her phone flashing in the dark. Sitting down on the edge of the bed she picked it up and looked at it. Seeing the orders to come into headquarters instead of going to the crime scene made her a bit nervous...where would they send her next? <br/>
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Before becoming an agent, Quinn had a past, one that she didn't like talking about. Her now partner, Agent Graham Norton, had been the one to bring her in and was her mentor for a long while. She had been an informant, and a sex trade worker...but Norton had more faith in her than she had in herself and after getting clean he was the one who pushed the force to accept her into the police academy and into the department. The argument that sold everyone was that she was an extremely smart and intelligent person when she wasn't using and she had the knowledge and history that would allow her to be a valuable part of the major crime unit. And it turned out that he was right, she was one of the better undercover agents they had for that specific reason. But being who she was in her past also meant that she never received the full respect that she was owed, and more often than not she was sent into these roles because they were so dangerous and she was someone that was dispensable, not because she was a good agent...or that was how she viewed it anyways.<br/>
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Finishing with dressing, Agent Danes stepped out of her small apartment in her navy blue suit, still tucking the black button up into her pants as she got into the elevator before clipping her clearance badge to the breast of her jacket. As she took the train into the middle of the city she tugged her hair back into a relatively pony, but her soft curls of chestnut brown hair still fell to her mid back. Even though it was late, she felt wide awake, and a bit nervous. They had been tracking these android like workers for some time, but they needed a way to get inside and collect more information. The late night message likely meant that she found that in, and she had a feeling that by her being sent to the precinct instead of to the crime scene, that she was that person they planned on sending in. <br/>
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Now sitting at the table in the conference room, Quinn listened to her directive, she was right with her anxiety before, she was the one they were sending into the Devil's lair. Normally these tasks didn't bother her as much as this one was, she had heard stories about Gabriel Prentis and she knew that he could be a complete sadistic human being...it wasn't just her job on the line with this one, if her cover was blown for any reason, her life was going to end...without a doubt. The briefing was a bit of a blur and she spent half of the time thinking about the things she had remembered about him, she remembered meeting him once nearly ten years ago in passing, but she was more than high at the time and the only detail she remembered was his eyes and the haunting stare that he had. <br/>
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She was given her package of information, she would be going in as Nora Stanton, a nanotechnologist with a history of jail time, it had made it impossible for her to get work in her industry and she was falling back into his organization for work. Her partner, Graham was with her as she read through everything she needed to know. He was the only person the room that could see the hesitation and anxiety on her face and he would be there for her through the job, he always was. "Quinn....you're a smart detective and you know that you're strong enough to do what you need to do" He told her reassuringly and her attention was brought back to this planet, his icy blue eyes drawing her back in. "Yes...I know Graham, it's just intense....you know that. And I would be an idiot to go into this with an ego....even if I tend to have one from time to time" she replied with a bit of a smile, trying to break the tense mood. <br/>
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Within a couple hours of arrive at the office she was ready to go. Changed out of her suit she had shown up in, Quinn was transformed into Nora Stanton and wore a pair of black jeans with a simply white blouse and a trendy burgundy blazer jacket. She looked like she was ready to head into a new job, not looking over the top but respectable enough without knowing the environment she was walking into. She had spoken with Dallas right after her briefing and she was ready to go exactly five minutes earlier than she had been asked to arrive...wandering up to the building slowly, her gaze looked around as she stepped through the large glass doors, hoping she was in the right place. Having no idea what Dallas looked like, her green eyes scanned the foyer for someone who looked to have been waiting.</span>