<a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/0c/c7/f5/0cc7f53a3837bf09bba26ca330547c69.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Jacob Marlowe</a><br/>Enroute to Headquarters from<b>[REDACTED]</b><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>Jacob was absolutely ready to burst with excitement as he sat in the back of his SUV as the call had come in that they were being taken into the field. Finally! Marlowe was eager to get into the field and start researching up close and personal. So eager in fact that he'd nearly forgotten his notes and equipment. He couldn't forget that. No no no, he'd have to swallow a cyanide pill if he forgot his notes. He was at the forefront of a new branch of science and technology, a branch that could open up new and exciting doors for the world. True, their exploits would be unknown to the public for security reasons but the exploits that could come from it? Truly amazing. Jacob fiddled with some of his equipment as they drove along, specifically working on a pair of leather gloves lined with metal and wires. The agent in the back looked at Jacob and raised an eyebrow.<br/><br/>"What the hell is that?" he asked. Jacob looked up and then slid the gloves away.<br/><br/>"Nothing! Nothing nothing nothing. Just something I've been fiddling with. Hopefully something I can test in the field" he said. Jacob spoke fast and precisely. The man was wired and full of pure chaotic energy. Part of it was who he was as an individual, part of it was he spent most of his time with enough caffeine in his system to kill a large animal. Jacob didn't believe in sleep and often went long periods of time without it. If he wasn't awake and researching, he was wasting precious time. That was why he'd agreed to come to the Unit, a chance to be at the forefront before anyone had eyes on. Not to mention free reign to test his experiments and theories. He wasn't tied down by family or friends. Hell he spent most of his time in a workshop anyway. The only thing he had in his life was his cat Tes and the Unit didn't have an issue with him keeping him.<br/><br/>The SUV stopped and Jacob practically bolted into the Headquarters like a maniac. He was quite spry and as he came through the door he tripped and dropped his files. He cursed and began gathering, blushing in embarrassment. "Damn damn damn! Sloppy sloppy sloppy!" he muttered to himself as he stood up and offered an apologetic look to Director Gleeson. He glanced to the large black man in the room and gave him a once over. It was calculating, like Jacob was deeming the man a threat or not. "This must be Xavier Rollins. Pleasure to meet you sir" he said with a curt nod as he took a seat and adjusted his files and notes, setting the black duffel on the floor by his chair