Agents of Time

[Kromas Ndorai]

*walks into celebration, and takes a seat at a table near the back*

[Farewell]

The base was filled with many agents from across the world even some of the leaders that sat with mister and talked.
Zaida sat next to mister sipping on her drink as she also spoke to other agents.

[Tina]

Granny was never really social and sots near the snack table eating some fruits.

[Farewell]

Mister had a wide smile as he joked.
Zaida looked at the others and stood walking over to granny.

[Angder]

Octavain returned to his room, and got some rest, these social events were always the same, and he was not going to one he didn't need to attend...

Pointless small, talk, something to eat, some big speech that makes you almost fall asleep... Pointless, and boring.

[Tina]

Granny saw zaida and put down the strawberry she was about to eat.
"What is it child?"

[Farewell]

"Enough with the child thing, this is a boring celebration. I should of thought about it but It's the same do you just want to gather the others to go on the mission or something besides this?" She huffed.

[Kromas Ndorai]

*exits celebration, and decides to wander the halls instead*

[Angder]

Octavain was also wandering the corridors, he had no research to do, and no jobs that needed doing...

Ahead of him, he noticed the new member of his team... he paused, and waited for Kro to notice him

[Kromas Ndorai]

*noticing Octaian, he paused*

[Angder]

Octavain moves forward to get a better look at Kro, quite happy to look fairly intimidating.

[Kromas Ndorai]

*taking off his hat, he reveals his face, and glances towards Octavain*
Intimidation don't work, Octavain.

[Angder]

"I wanted to assess what kind of person you were" Octavain lowers slightly "The answer is I think you are fairly strong... welcome aboard ZX, so what are your combat skills like?"

[Kromas Ndorai]

Next to none. I have no training in any fields. Just learning to escape from armed forces.
*places hat inside suit pocket*

[Angder]

"So your a sneak then?" Octavain appears to bob as if nodding "And an escape artist presumably, a skill set we lack in our current group" Octavain looks at Kro, seeming to examine him with each eye individually, "Can we trust you? If so I think you will make a fine addition to our team..."