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Post by soveliss2 on Jul 15, 2009 14:52:18 GMT -5
5th June
She was being followed, she was certain of that.
And even more, Isabel felt certain that she was being followed by those people, the ones who seemed to want her to join up to that odd company. Hell it really was odd, she couldn’t find anything on it via the internet, she couldn’t actually find anything. It was just like they didn’t exist, or didn’t want to be know about.
She had a name – Primatech. But that really was all, other than that they also did seem to know an awful lot about her as well – which was strange, more than she knew they should, like they had properly done their homework. They had researched her or something, but done a lot more than anyone else would have probably done.
Whatever it was, it was also the reason that she was leaving town that night, catching a plane across the country to Nevada, though they probably knew that anyway. But it was worth the gamble, or at least it should be, or she hoped it would be, to try and get away.
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Post by angela on Jul 15, 2009 18:43:20 GMT -5
Angela had been trying to track down a girl for quite some time now. She was young, but she had a formidable ability and Angela felt she was valuable to the team. However, she also knew that most people were uncomfortable with her company because of the way they used to work. But things were different now, ever since she became in charge of Primatech instead of Bob Bishop she had ran it differently.
Now, she used it as a place to imprison dangerous villains, and teach Evolved Humans with dangerous abilities how to use their ability to their advantage and of course, how to control it. Earlier in the day Angela had been given the news that Isabel Fletcher was due to leave New York that night, and she had this one last chance to get a hold of her. This time she was not leaving it to chance of a colleague, she was going to talk to the girl herself.
After a few more steps Angela was in line with the girl. "Hello Isabel." She began in a low voice, with her thin tight smile on her face, "Please, do not be alarmed, I only wish to talk to you as of now. Please listen to me." Angela didn't know if this approach would have much more of an impact or not, but it was basically worth a try.
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Post by soveliss2 on Jul 16, 2009 14:10:55 GMT -5
Isabel had though she was clear, as she was attempting to move through the crowd, when she heard the words ‘hello Isabel’. She had turned around quickly, to look at the person, someone she hadn’t seen before, maybe not one of the company, but then again what did she know, and how had she known her name.
Still the woman didn’t look like any of the other people who had approached her, and they had all worked in pairs. “How did you know my name?” She said, as she stopped walking, before the woman spoke again, seeming to try a different approach than the previous people, a nicer one. So they wanted her to listen did they – why couldn’t they had tried that earlier. Isabel knew what she knew, and she didn’t really plan on joining this group, but somehow she felt like, she couldn’t describe the feeling she had, a gut instinct that told her walking away would prove to be a rather bad decision.
“What do you have to say then?” She said, actually demanded. She wanted to get this over with quickly, so she could make her mind up quickly, and get on with her path.
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Post by angela on Jul 17, 2009 13:26:30 GMT -5
Of course Isabel asked the one question Angela had expected her to ask, how did she know her name. Angela just gave the girl another smile. Telling her how she knew her name would probably freak her out, but she wasn't about to lie to her. No, Angela was running The Company very different to how Bob used to run it, and she intended on keeping it that way.
"I'm not going to lie to you Isabel, I have a file on you." She said, as she produced the file from her bag, and handed it to the girl. In the file it would contain all Isabel's personal details from her date and place of birth, to her ability and what she was currently doing with her life.
Isabel then asked Angela what she had to say, well at least she had got the girl to talk to her, that was a start. "Very well, but not here, can you please come to my car, it will be..." Angela then tried to think of the best word to use. "More private, shall we say?" She continued, hoping that Isabel would agree to come with her and talk in her car.
Angela wasn't daft however, she knew that asking a girl to come into a complete stranger's car was a bad thing, and may well have the girl alarmed, but Angela wasn't about to speed off with her, she just wanted to talk.
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Post by soveliss2 on Jul 17, 2009 13:55:51 GMT -5
A file was produced from the woman’s bag after Isabel had asked how she had known her name. The woman had handed it to her, and she opened it, looking through. Her name, date of birth, address, phone number, mobile number, hell there was a lot of stuff there. But something stuck out Illusion. What did that mean? It really didn’t make sense.
However Isabel didn’t get the second to ask, as the woman had spoken again, wanting to talk in a more private place, her car. “No.” Isabel replied. “What guarantee can you give me I’m safe? And what does this ‘Illusion’ thing mean?” She said, pointing at the file. She wanted to know, it was in a file about her, and to her it simply made no sense at all.
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Post by angela on Jul 18, 2009 5:33:57 GMT -5
Angela stood quietly while Isabel flicked through the file she had handed her over. She hadn't expected an immediate reaction from her, but Angela could tell from the look on Isabel's face she was shocked at the amount of information Angela had on her. Then when the girl declined the offer of talking in Angela's car, which she had expected and questioned the word 'Illusion', Angela realised that the girl had no idea about her remarkable ability.
Angela sighed, "Unfortunately nothing I say will make you believe you will be safe, but you would be far more safe in my car than you are out here in the street." Angela tried reasoning with her. "As for the 'Illusion' that is why I think we should talk in the car, or at least somewhere more private and secluded." Angela looked around and then noticed a small café on one of the corners of the main road and an alley.
"How about coming over to that café with me then, we can find a booth, and then I can give you a more in depth meaning to the word you are questioning." Angela said and gave her a slightly warmer smile than the first one she had given, anything to make the girl trust her.
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Post by soveliss2 on Jul 18, 2009 14:12:38 GMT -5
Isabel cold at least find that she was able to agree with the woman on one thing, that nothing would be able to give enough trust to allow herself to be put in a car with her. It would be a massive risk on her part, and one that she simply wasn’t going to put herself through, she didn’t need to, so wasn’t.
“Fine then.” She replied to the suggestion of the café. It was safer for her, and seemed to be better. She didn’t really have that much trust in the first place, but she found that she had just about enough to go into the café with the woman, but that really was it, the borderline. After that it all came down to what she was going to hear, and what she could compare it to.
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Post by angela on Jul 19, 2009 10:38:50 GMT -5
The girl was tough work, Angela couldn't deny that, once she mentioned going to a café, she thought the girl would have backed down, but no, she was still very much wary and reserved. Not that Angela expected anything else, people feared The Company because of Bob Bishop. She sighed, but continued to smile warmly at the girl.
"Thank you Isabel." Angela said as she began leading the girl over to the café she saw. Once inside, Angela ordered herself a cappuccino and then looked at the girl, "May I get you something?" She asked, hoping that if the girl would have something to drink, anything, Angela would feel more relaxed.
She made her way over to a booth, which was quite secluded, and looking around there wasn't very many people in the café anyway. Keeping her voice low, she began to speak about Isabel's ability.
"The word you asked about, 'Illusion' is something you can do Isabel." Angela said, giving her a serious look, hoping that Isabel would believe her, although in truth it would be a difficult thing for anybody to believe, especially if you thought you were just a normal person.
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Post by soveliss2 on Jul 19, 2009 12:56:30 GMT -5
Isabel had followed the woman down into the café, and was asked whether she wanted anything. “Erm, latte please.” She said. Just as long as she watched the woman carefully enough to make sure she didn’t slip any sort of drug or anything into it, it would be OK, there wouldn’t really be that much risk to add onto it, and she should be safe enough, and she shouldn’t be putting herself into to much risk. Otherwise her guard was still up pretty well, or she thought it was.
She was told that ‘Illusion’ was something she could do. “What do you mean?” She asked, “I can’t do anything like that, nothing at all.” She didn’t even have any real idea what the woman was going on about, though she did wonder a little about just why this company had been so interested in having her work for them, that they had actually picked her out, and she had wondered just exactly why.
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Post by angela on Jul 19, 2009 14:45:17 GMT -5
Angela smiled when Isabel said she'd have a latte, it made Angela feel more relaxed that the girl trusted her enough to have something to drink with her. "Very well Isabel." Angela ordered the latte, and the waitress said she would bring their drinks over to them. Angela thanked the waitress and then made her way over to the booth she had spotted.
When Isabel told her she couldn't do anything like 'Illusion' Angela began to realise the girl really didn't know anything about her ability. She sighed gently, maybe the girl's power hadn't manifested yet. "So, you've not been able to create illusions?" Angela asked quietly, "You know, create a scene to make someone believe something very different to the reality?" The waitress came with their drinks.
Angela sat back and allowed the girl to put them on the table. "Thank you dear." Angela said, and then she walked away leaving them both alone. She put some sugar into her coffee and stirred it, "You're what we call an Evolved Human, Isabel, and you have an ability called Illusion, and with that ability you can do what I just described a few seconds ago." Angela said, and then took a sip on her cappuccino, before putting the cup back on the saucer and looked up at Isabel waiting on another response from her. If the girl's ability hadn't manifested yet, she'd be tougher to crack than Angela first thought.
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Post by soveliss2 on Jul 20, 2009 7:48:25 GMT -5
Isabel felt like she was hardly even able to believe what she was hearing, about Illusion, and being able to make scenes that where different from reality. What kind of company was this, it seemed to simply all being made up. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She said. It seemed to be far to strange, far to weird to be believable, like it was all being made up on the stop, to try and convince her into whatever she was being convinced into.
The drinks arrived, and then the woman spoke again. About evolved humans, and how she was one of them. “Look, I can’t do anything like that, I don’t know what you’re talking about, all I know is that you people have been contacting me about something for a good while now, and I don’t know why, I can’t do anything like that at all.” She finished. Maybe she should leave now, and really get away, but right now her legs seemed to not feel like working, so she was going to have no choice but to sit for the next while at least.
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Post by angela on Jul 20, 2009 15:46:06 GMT -5
{Damn!! You're making this awkward for old Angela lmao } This was definitely more difficult than Angela thought it would be. If this was the kind of trouble her agents had trying to recruit people, no wonder they often came back with negative results. Iabel was refusing to believe there was such a thing as an ability of 'Illusion' and she was refusing to believe there was such a thing as Evolved Humans it would seem, which was quite understandable if Isabel's ability hadn't manifested yet, which certainly seemed to be the case here. "You're very young Isabel, so it's possible your ability hasn't manifested itself yet." Angela tried to explain, sighing gently and wishing that she had Claire with her now, because she could have her cut herself so Isabel would see it heal in front of her eyes. Then she might actually start to believe her about the ability issue. But Angela tried not to use Claire if she could help it, especially after everything she had been through recently. Or maybe the ability was there, and because Isabel hadn't the need to create a different scenery, it hadn't happened and of course she believed she was normal. Angela leaned forward again, "I have an ability, it's Precognitive Dreaming, that means that I often see things before they happen, in my dreams. They aren't always clear, but they're usually right." She explained, but she knew that wouldn't cut it with Isabel. "Let me put to you another way then. Say you would rather you and I were on a secluded beach somewhere with the sun shining down, instead of this dull café. Take a deep breath, clear your mind and now in your mind visualise that scene I just described, now focus on it, close your eyes and see yourself there? Do you see yourself there?" Angela said, and just hoped that she would say yes, "Now open your eyes, you should now see yourself and I in a secluded beach with the sun shining down." Of course to Angela, she was still in the café and that's what she would see, no matter what Isabel was seeing, Angela would only see the secluded beach if Isabel pulled her into the Illusion. Providing Isabel concentrated hard enough, it should have worked.
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Post by soveliss2 on Jul 22, 2009 13:51:33 GMT -5
Isabel listened to the woman being to speak again, about how she was young, and how it was possible that her ability hadn’t yet manifested, though Isabel didn’t really believe much of it. It seemed to be nonsense, something which no-one would be able to do, let alone someone like she. She was quite normal, just a normal girl, nothing special about her, nothing to make her different.
Then the woman came up with a different idea, one that Isabel didn’t really get, but it wouldn’t do anyone any harm to try anyway. Perhaps when it didn’t work the woman would realise that they should just leave her alone, and not bother with whatever plans they had for her previously. She shut her eyes as she had been told, concentrating on the beach, again like she had been told to.
Then something seemed to have happened, she could feel heat, or something like it, the sensation of heat. Both eyes sprang open. She was on a beach. “Wait? What?” She looked at the woman puzzled. What had just happened? What thing had just caused her to go to a beach? Had it been her? Had the woman been telling the truth all along? What was the company then, if she had been wrong about everything else.
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Post by angela on Jul 23, 2009 13:50:11 GMT -5
Angela could only hope and pray that Isabel would concentrate hard enough to allow her ability to work. She needed Isabel to know she had an ability, it would be the only way she could hopefully pull her into The Company. So, Angela could only wait to see what would happen after she instructed Isabel on what to do.
Thankfully with Isabel's reaction, something must have worked, which was music to Angela's ears. So, she did have her ability after all, it was just underlying. So when Isabel exclaimed, 'wait, what?' Angela knew something must have happened.
"Something happened didn't it Isabel?" She asked her in a firm but soft voice, "Tell me what you saw?" If it had worked right, the girl should have seen the beach just like Angela had told her to imagine. And this ability could help them catch so many villains, make them see things which weren't real. Angela leaned in close again to Isabel and in a low voice again continued, "You can also use that ability on yourself. You could make someone believe you were Naomi Campbell." Angela said with a raised eyebrow and a smirk on her face. Maybe that fact would reel Isabel in, or at least, Angela certainly hoped so.
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Post by soveliss2 on Jul 23, 2009 14:29:13 GMT -5
Isabel nodded when the woman had asked her, or more or less stated that something had happened to her, by now the illusion had began to falter, rippling away in a series of tears. “I was on a beach, like you had told me to picture, it was strange. I could feel the heat, hear the sea, everything was real, or it felt real at least.” She gave a small smile, and listened in to the next thing the woman had to say, about how she could change how she appeared, or how she was.
Then she had a question of her own that she felt that she would need to ask. “Is this why you where looking for me, trying to get me to work for you, because of what I can do? How did you know?” She wanted to get some answers to these questions. “Oh, and what is your name?” It would save her having to mentally think of her as ‘that woman’ all the time, and instead she would be able to put a name to the face.
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