Alpha Angel Meets Earth Lion {Contract Signing}

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<~One identity accounted for, the hunt is to continue.She lightly taps on the door after opening it,making her presence be known to anyone inside.~>

Bonjour?

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<~A transmission rings in her ear.She pauses,clearly assimilating what has been asked of her.~>

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Earth Lion reads,loud and clear.

<~She comes to realize that the quarters she now dwells within are empty.A vast office it is,too much if you ask her.She walks in,closing the door behind her.The Alpha Angel must be frolicking about,so perhaps it was great timing for Camille's to follow through with the orders handed down to her.She walks over to the desk,towering stacks of paper in abundance.Messy Angel,the irony.She begins skimming all the reports,contract signings,and needless paper work.Nothing seems to be of any particular importance.Suddenly,she sees a picture.Three daughters and their father.How cute.~>

<~She studies the picture,as best she could.She wonders if the technology she currently wears would be of some use to her,in acquiring a certain identity.She reaches for the buckle on her belt,lifting it to reveal a small button.She presses it,causing her current wearings to morph into this sleek, almost reptillian body suit.Her entire right arm is quickly covered with this material, her hand included.Her hair begins to be overwhelmed by dark green highlights,similar to the color of this attire she now wears.It was a sight to see,but she isn't swayed by it,now placing the index finger of her right hand over the head of Charles Angel.~>

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A robotic voice rings in her right ear.

Transfer successful.Registering identity as?

Monseiur Charles Angel.

<~She was told that this suit's primary use would only succeed with tangible human flesh.Perhaps there still is a hint of his remains on this picture.Of course.~>

<~Out of nowhere, the doorknob begins to jiggle.Her eyes shoot over to it, and then to a possible escape route, a ventilator shaft.In milliseconds,she rushes to it, removes the grating,slides in,placing the grate back in place and crawls into the unknown...until blueprints of the facility are shown at her slightest whim.Away she goes.She'd pay a visit when it is at her earliest convenience. ~>