<span style="font-style: italic">Another day, another partner. When someone messed up it was always his job to clean up the mess, as long as the 'agent of the month' was recoverable. He tried to sit back and let his partner do their job, unless they didn't do something right, which was usually why he was assigned to them. <br/><br/>His new assignment was a bit uncommon to say the least. Often times an agent's employed record had a few spots to clean up, seen only after a major mistake. This one had only one true stain, which was rather hard to explain to anyone that wasn't on that case. Funny how driving a prime suspect in your personal vehicle can bust you so much, yet accepting a bribe as other agents did got them about as much as a slap on the wrist. He didn't expect the system to truly make sense, he just followed the rules.</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/wind-3.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Duko<br/>25<br/><br/>Duko was used to seeing this happen. A productive, successful agent falling once, usually quite conspicuous, or numerous enough to require his reassignment. Hell, he couldn't tell which was his primary duty these days, between filing administrative paperwork for offenders, or being on assignment with the offenders he usually filed the paperwork for.<br/><br/>Duko was the perfect agent. So perfect, that he had only been a field agent for six months before he moved up to admin, doing his current duties. Marksmanship was never a problem, and he did everything the right way, all the time. He was the poster child of FBI agents, yet he was rarely the top dog, and the rare times he was, the better agents were all on vacation.<br/><br/>Duko skimmed across her abridged folder, of which it was generally about her past.<span style="font-style: italic">"And somehow all of this caused her to be one of the best agents we have.... Why couldn't I be this interesting?"</span>He closed it as he approached Interrogation Room Two, the one in which his new assignment awaited.<br/><br/>The door slowly opened, and his first impression of her matched the file, but he wouldn't keep it concrete just yet.