The Charles Office, a high grade office filled with high grade fixers. Veterans of the profession that have taken down everything from major City Wide Syndicates to Star of the City level threats, and as you sat at your desk, a mountain of paperwork in front of you, you were finishing another day of doing...nothing like that. The Prestigious Charles Office had hired you for one position...a Clerk, essentially a secretary where you would organize, file, fill out reports and generally expedite the paperwork process. In the world of fixers it was the safest yet most boring jobs that one could be in, and that was the position that you had been assigned to perform. Despite the mind numbing boredom that the job usually entailed, you were usually able to engage in small talk with the Fixers in between their missions, but on this night it was just you, your computer, and a whole lot of written reports to go through... "....Hey hey, how's the Clerk work going?" A silvery voice suddenly called out as a gloved pair of hands suddenly rested on your computer monitor. Standing in front of your desk was Angelica- one of the Fixers of the office, staring down at your seated form with a sly smile on her pretty face, her blue eyes gazing down at you with a particular glint. What was she still doing here? She definitely finished her work earlier, and didn't have a reason to stick around...