Watch out! This prompt is very Fast!

Ooo ... I'm so fast, I'm first to post! lol *** She was so lost in her thoughts that Jun was startled to find herself back at the office building so fast.  Red Impulse nudged her arm, indicating an alleyway that ran between Parnell's building and its neighbor with his chin. "They go in through the back way.  With any luck, we can time this so that we can just slip in with them without anyone noticing that there are two more of them than when they started," he said.  Jun only nodded and followed him down the alley, now dark with the sun having set nearly an hour ago.  When they arrived at the back, there was no one to be seen and the back parking lot was completely empty and still.  Jun looked up.  From where she stood, she could see squares of light in the dark rectangle of the building.  She counted the floors and matched them against the layout she had been through earlier. "Parnell's still in his office," she said. "Which one is his?" "That one," she pointed out.  "The corner one, on the fourth floor." "You're sure?" "Of course I'm sure," Jun replied archly, throwing his own tone back at him.  "Which one of us was actually up there today, you or me?" "Touché," he acknowledged and, if she did not know better, Jun would have sworn he was smiling, but the dusky gloom of twilight made it hard to tell.  "Well, if he's still there, that will make this a pointless endeavor." "Why?" "You feel like confronting him and explaining what you're doing there, Agatha?" he asked and Jun cringed at the name.  Of all the things for Red Impulse to overhear, she bemoaned mentally, he just had to hear that.  If he told the team, she'd never live it down. "No," she answered truthfully, "but there were other places that might yield some information." "Such as?" Red Impulse asked.  "You do realize that they aren't just going to leave sensitive documents lying around for us to find, right?" Jun took a breath and thought back to the tour of the building.  "I know that," she said, "but that doesn't mean that there still isn't something to be found.  There were a few communal places where something might have been left behind, in a drawer or filing cabinet."  She frowned as she remembered what Kelly had told the interns.  "All of the computers require pass codes to get in, but he did give us a few universal ones, so we could do whatever someone asks of us.  Of them," she corrected herself hastily. Red Impulse glanced at her, a corner of his mouth lifting in a smile.  "Planning on making this a career?" "No," Jun gave a shiver.  "Just going in there again will be bad enough."  She hesitated a moment, then added, "Kelly also showed us where the bins for any paper to be shredded were.  There could be something there, too, right?" "It's possible," Red Impulse allowed, glancing up again at the window Jun had pointed out.  The light was still on.  "The tricky part now is that we have to not only stay out of the way of the real cleaning crew, but away from Parnell as well.  It shouldn't be too difficult, men like him rarely see anyone they consider beneath him, but he's already seen you three times in less than twenty-four hours.  Odds are that, sooner or later, he's going to make the connections as to where he's seen you at least one of those times." "He's seen you too," Jun defended.  "And you spoke directly to him." "Yes, but I didn't waltz into his building pretending to be an intern, did I?"  Jun made a face for lack of a better response in words.  There was the sound of car doors slamming shut and they both looked towards the far end of the building.  Sure enough, the cleaning crew had arrived, dressed as they were in the same dark blue coveralls. They went to the doors, all of them holding various pieces of cleaning equipment -- a vacuum cleaner that was worn like a backpack, buckets, mops and pails.  Even from where they were, Jun could hear the workers speaking, laughing and joking in their own language, but Jun was too far away to discern which language it was.  They obviously had no reason to be quiet and they were not. With the back door open, one of the women made sure that it did not shut completely by putting a rag between the bottom edge of the door and the frame. "That's nice of her," Jun said.  "Does she know we want to get in?"  It was a test question, really.  Jun wanted to know just exactly how much help Red Impulse has, beyond Masaki and Oniishi. "No," he said.  "My best guess is that it's more a matter of convenience to them than for us.  There's six of them and probably only one key.  If they have to get anything out of their cars, or bring out trash, it means they either have to keep finding the one person with the key or else risk getting locked out." Jun nodded; it made sense.  Once the six were in, they crept closer to the door and waited a few minutes longer.  Certain that the cleaners were far enough in the building to not see them enter, Red Impulse and Jun slipped in, opening the door only as far as they needed to in order to do so. Coming in from a different direction, Jun had to take a moment to orient herself to where she was, but once she figured it out, she moved fast down the corridor, taking far too much pleasure in the fact that Red Impulse was now the one who had to follow her. They ascended up to the fourth floor, using the stairwell rather than any of the elevators.  They could hear the cars moving; the cleaning people had no compunction about using them.  Once on the right floor, Jun used the key card to open the door into the main room where most of the cubicle offices were located.  It was a large area that was bordered on two sides by actual private offices with their own walls and doors.  Most of the doors were shut and locked, though a few remained open. Probably so the cleaning people know which ones to clean or not, Jun thought. At the far end, in the large corner office, light spilled out from doorway.  Jun kept away from that end, deciding, instead, to quickly go through the cubicles.  Red Impulse, she noticed, took the offices, but she watched with something close to awe as he opened a door that she had been certain was locked and went in. Shaking her head free of the distraction, Jun concentrated on going through all of the desk drawers.  The top one on each desk was locked and the rest held little of interest.  Mostly office supplies, though there were a few that had files in progress. At each desk, she pushed on each mouse until she found a computer whose owner forgot to shut it down completely.  This way, she figured, she would not have to start all the way from the beginning.  Sure enough, using the pass code that she had been given with the interns, Jun logged in. Most of her attempts to get into certain files were frustrated, but she was able to open enough of them to get a good idea of what Parnell and his company were really doing.  She looked around, then decided to chance printing out some things.  The printer clattered to life and Jun held her breath, ducking down under the desk in case Parnell heard it and came out to investigate. When it stopped, Jun snatched the pages off, folded them up and stuffed them into her coveralls.  She printed out a few more pages until she had gone through all of the folders that this worker had access to, along with a few that he didn't.  The rest, though, were too encoded for her to easily hack into and would have taken her more time than she knew they had. She had just stepped out of the second to last row of cubicles when a moment from one of the offices caught her eye.  A shadow of darker black appeared in the doorway.  At that moment, they both froze when a man started yelling. "Then where is it?" "I'm telling you, I have it, I just don't have it with me," was the response.  Jun recognized Parnell's slightly whiny voice. "Funny, my sources tell me that it's here.  Right here.  As in, in this building here." "That can't be ...." "The boss isn't going to be happy to think you're trying to weasel out ...." "I would never!  I gave my word ...." " ... or if he finds out that you're trying to double cross us." "That's not true!" "Prove it.  Here and now, that and the plans." "This wasn't part of the deal, you know that." "Part of the deal didn't require you saying you need more time when you keep saying you have it." "But I do have it," Parnell insisted.  "Just not with me right here and now.  If you'll just give me a few more days, I'm sure  ...." "You've just run out of time," the voice said.

It looks like Parnell's time on Earth is running out fast!

RI girl:Will Jun find herself fast in a situation where nothing looks good?

RIGirl: Uh oh, things are getting interesting! Hopefully not in the Chinese Curse way for Jun and RI.

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EW: Things are getting very interesting. I'm starting to wonder if the whole faux team might rebel together!

She's definitely nutty, but she seems to have a good heart, underneath it all.

Hmmm ... don't think Jinpei should be trusting anyone, really ... no matter how nice they seem. A bad hair cut is one thing but putting your life in their hands is quite another! Jinpei needs to remember who he is and what team he's really on.

Posted mine here for adult content, http://www.gatchamania.net/thread.php?threadid=4944&sid= warning, some scenes may be distressing. RIgirl - Oh dear, looks like Parnell has good reason to be scared. EW - Oh no, Jinpei doesn't want to start getting friendly with the faux team, he might forget where his loyalties are.