<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/1w6Sw.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>Abigail Brand<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>Agent Brand or Ma'am or Miss. Not 'Hydra-Hair.'<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Northern Egypt, Near Port Said<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>Open<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Al-Abassi Mosque<br/>Current SWORD Headquarters<br/>Center of Port Said </em><br/><br/>"I really doubt it," Agent Fisher said as she put the point of her survival knife into the hull of another date palm. Unlike her conversation partner, Agent Tokoro, the American had her high powered sniper rifle ready, was in full combat fatigues and with her homemade desert modified ghillie suit on a hangar next to her, was more then ready to huff it out into the swamp for another day of power armored mutant target shooting. Truth was, it was remarkable about how out of all of the Senior Agents, Tokoro included, that it was Agent Fisher who had barely a scratch on her while everyone else was injured or wounded or battered about in one way or the other. "I think that concussion you had might've rattled your senses."<br/><br/>Agent Fisher was emphatic that luck had nothing to do with it.<br/><br/>No one else was convinced.<br/><br/>"I'm telling you. It's a reliable source. He has two dicks," Agent Tokoro replied, as Fisher smirked, wondering just how much the entire Japanese love weird sex stereotype was actually true. Because so far, the stereotype was holding out pretty well.<br/><br/>"He does not," Agent Fisher scoffed. "I'd bet you, but with the way the world is going, I doubt my bank account is accessible, much less worth anything."<br/><br/>The Japanese Communications Specialist frowned, leaning back in her seat. "He does! Agent Austen told me! And he heard it from-," she started to speak up excitedly when Fisher looked around, if only to make sure the excitable young woman wouldn't reveal her perverse curiosity to the whole room. Satisfied that no one else was in earshot, she turned back to Tokoro.<br/><br/>"Provisional Agent Austen is a meathead who was too wimpy to become a Navy Seal. If he wasn't the only person qualified to find and fish out our Mandroid armors, I'm pretty sure Abby would've traded him for something useful, like a camel, or a case of bacon... oh my God I need some pork," Agent Fisher groaned.<br/><br/>It was then Agent Tokoro's eyes lit up. "If he has two dicks, he can do both of us!" she said, completely ignoring Fisher's mini-speech on how the source of the rumor was horribly unreliable as a source of anything but scorn. She was clearly fixated on the two dicks thing.<br/><br/>"He has a tail. A prehensile one. But not two dicks. Of that I am very certain," Agent Fisher replied.<br/><br/>"He's also a big Christian like you," Agent Tokoro offered, suddenly seduced and enamoured at the idea of having a threesome with one of her best friends and a demonic looking, super famous, and twin dicked mutant.<br/><br/>"He's a hardcore practicing Catholic with Lutheran sensibilities when it comes to sex, which I think is awesome. It means he has the values and yet is still fuckable," Agent Fisher then said with a genuine grin before taking a deep breath, wondering if she should indulge in Agent Tokoro's budding little fantasy. "Tell you what. If we survive the day, and I'm not like... taken out by injury or exhaustion, I will join you in your quest of discovery of Nightcrawler's man parts. It sounds fun to be honest. He is super strong, and flexible... and furry," Fisher then said with a smile, remembering drinking up his exotic appearance when they had met earlier the previous night.<br/><br/>Agent Tokoro's eyes lit up. "Really? You'll threesome with me!" she gushed when the blonde sniper glared at her to keep her voice down, as the two of them quickly panned their eyes back and forth, confirming no one heard them or was eavesdropping.<br/><br/>"Yeah. If I survive," she said before pushing herself off the wall she was leaning off of. "But tell me one thing," she then added. Agent Tokoro raised a thin eyebrow. "Is it just because he might have two dicks that you want to fuck him so badly?"<br/><br/>"No!" Tokoro whispered back harshly. "He's really cute and... different. And polite. And sweet. And sexy and-."<br/><br/>Fisher raised her hand and nodded briefly. "My thoughts exactly. Good luck Agent..." she then said, concluding her half of the conversation with a very gruff, business like tone before heading out of the room, ghillie suit thrown over her shoulder.<br/><br/>Agent Tokoro glanced around, her cheeks turning a bit more red. Chances were they might die later today when Apocalypse himself attacked. What better time then the present to find out if Nightcrawler was available, and willing.<br/><br/>And if he did have two dicks, all the better. But she wanted to try him out either way. Now all she had to do was find him.<br/><br/><em>NPC's</em><br/>Agent Hariri (http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/PaulaGarces.jpg) (Lebanon): Linguistics and Diplomacy.<br/>Agent Marquez (http://i.imgur.com/xmUcy.jpg) (Philippines): Intelligence Analysis.<br/>Agent Duchamp (http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Guys/PatrickCote.jpg) (Canada): Weapons Specialist.<br/>Agent Fisher (http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/PaigeWyatt2.jpg) (United States of America): Reconnaissance Marksman<br/>Agent Tokoro (http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg) (Japan): Communications Technician<br/>Agent Kang (http://i.imgur.com/fzF5tH7.jpg) (Kazakhstan): Weapons Specialist.<br/>Provisional Agent Austen (http://i.imgur.com/4vP6csw.jpg) (United States): Underwater Demolitions.