(http://37.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m69x72MPO81rsftapo1_500.jpg)<br/><br/>The brown and white painted RV makes its way down the road  and  comes to a halt  a few feet away from the docks. The brown haired and  bright green eyed beauty stepped  out and her  black leather jacket that comes to her waist and is zipped up to not make it entirely obvious she is carrying her two guns in shoulder holsters. The shit kicking steel toe leather boots that come up to just below her knees and the four knives secured in sheaths in the boots and on her forearms.As usual Margaret's black jeans are tucked into the boots and makes her way to the docs and carrying a small black gym bag.Margaret mumbles to her self"Damned super secret squirrel clandestine meetings in the middle of the night. I just hope they actually give us info and not just jerk us around."<br/><br/>The young women with shoulder length brown hair the sways a bit in the breeze begins to make her way down the docks and  boards the small boat waiting for her. Settles herself down in a seat on the boat and once  that occurs the boat takes off to the island. Once the boat reaches the island  Margaret  stepped of the boat and is greeted by a woman and ushered in to the building and three other women. Margaret listens to the introductions while looking around at all the sources of entertainment. Margaret goes and finds a comfy  leather reclining chair to sit and puts up the leg rest and lays back while setting  her bag on the floor. "Hey everyone I'm Margaret D'arcy Child of the Morrigan and Sandra outside of  getting this letter and an order from dear old mom ordering us to show up and play nice with the spooks. Margaret starts laughing as the thought crosses her mind,<em>Oh god I am in a cheap spy novel.</em>