excellence is doing ordinary things

[eastending]

WHO: "Janet Black" and Mitchell Hundred
WHERE: City Hall, Hall of Records
WHEN: Monday, 7/2
WARNINGS:
SUMMARY: Selina dons an alias and a disguise and starts her first day of work at City Hall.
FORMAT: Brackets? If that's okay?

[ Selina and aliases go together like peanut butter and jelly. It's a lot easier than you'd think, balancing identities and keeping one step ahead of everyone else. Especially now when far too many people are more acquainted with her to her liking. Besides, given the motives for this particular job, a new identity just makes sense.

And so Janet Black attends her first day of work, long blonde hair falling in a sheet down her back and square, stylish glasses completing the newly cooked up persona. The matching ID badge is nice, thank you Eddie. Overall, it's nothing extravagant, but it should do the trick. Sometimes you just need to keep it simple.

Her morning has passed somewhat uneventfully, as eager as she is to dive right into blueprints and other goodies, she's spent most of it pacing between the shelves, learning the proverbial lay of the land. She emerges from a particularly musty section, gaze sweeping deviously over her seemingly empty surroundings.

Maybe now she can start having a bit of fun. ]

Comments

[eastending]

Alright, Mitchell.

[ She doesn't bother to hide the coy smile on her face. ]

That should work. I'm planning a move but I don't quite have the funds yet, so I'm still at the MAC.

[viced]

[ Mitch's smile is bright, feigning excitement, but not exuberance. He looks happy enough, and in a way, he is, but not exactly for the specific reasons. ]

Well then, I'll call you. You don't mind if I get your number from your phone, do you? It's easier than awkwardly asking for the fucking thing.

[eastending]

Of course not.

[ She's already managed to lift a second communicator for "Catwoman", if she ever finds herself needing it, but both of those are quite safe at come. It would be somewhat compromising to be caught with a communicator that isn't "Janet's". Instead, all she carries with her is a simple, regular old cellphone. ]

Let me just get my phone from my purse.

[viced]

[ He waited politely for her to bring it, hand back in his pocket, fiddling with his Blackberry in his hands. He could just pull it from her phone across the room, but he was trying not to answer any awkward inquiries about his powers. Give the illusion of bringing all your cards to the table, and then nobody asks any other questions. The only person so far who's been able to see through the façade has been Edward. In all of his years, there's only been one person so perceptive. ]

Of course. [ He paused, and listened, phones gave up their numbers so easily. Really, they gave away way too much information. Messages, e-mails, calls. Janet's was surprisingly quiet. ]

Thank you, ah, Janet. I'll call you later this week, okay? We'll do dinner. [ He looked over at the blueprints. Oh Christ, he still needed to gather those together. He made a shuffling motion, trying to roll them back up together to take them up to his office and get a good look at them up there. ]

[eastending]

[ In a way, Selina is just the opposite. She likes the air of mystery, to make it clear that there are unknowns, things about her to puzzle over and be left wondering about until she tells you otherwise. ]

I look forward to it, Mitchell. [ She pauses, gives a purposeful glance towards the ticking clock and smiles. ] Mayor Hundred.

[ She leans to assist him in gathering up the blueprints, ready to see him on his way. There are other matters to attend to. ]

I'll be down here if you need me. Enjoy the rest of your day, sir.

[viced]

[ He gathers them up quickly enough, and nods, a small smile on his face. ]

You do the same, alright? I'll talk to you soon.

[ And off he went for the rest of the hardcore mayor work that he was going to get back to. ]