Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150708222546/@comment-25038310-20150710130548

((Okay, changed bio but nothing else for the rest.))

Scav looked up when the old imperial announced a brand new assignment. For him the news was at first quite exciting, although he wasn't sure if he was up for it. He was a rookie  - not an advanced or experienced investigator. Although..

"''Hell, everything's better than paper work, isn't it?" ''A voice told him. He looked under his desk, looking at a man that was carefully reading through one of the drafts he had created in the cramped area below his working spot. "''Registration? Booorinnng! Pickpocketing investigation! Booorrriiinnnggg!" ''The man said, mockingly while throwing the papers away. He had a brown and dirty trenchcoat on, and his hair was soft blonde and messy, very reminiscent of Scav's own hairstyle.

Scav continued looking down at him for a moment and then at his fellow investigators, to see if noone was suspicious. When he looked down again, the man had dissapeared. Instead, he stood on top of Scav's desk, looking around at the headquarters. He crossed his arms, muttering something to himself.

Scav at first wondered if everyone was seeing this, until he remembered that Jordan only existed in that cramped little dark place, commonly referred to as his own mind. Of course noone was seeing this. Although it looked like the figure could interact with material objects, the drafts he had held before were all hallucinations, just like him.

"Come on, chump! Let's do it! Let us go.. on a brand new little investigation course! Finally some action!" The blonde figure said, jumping down and standing right next to Scav.

Scav wanted to agree and respond, although he would be considered a lunatic, talking to himself like that. Not the sort of image you want if you want to stay here..

''"Well?" ''Jordan scoffed. "Oh come on.. Don't let me get in your way! Get over there and get a name! If this is what this little fulltime job is, then grab the oppurtunity! You've gotta show you're worth something!" Jordan continued his uplifting and persuading words, and finally gestured with his head at the third floor. Scav followed his gaze, before realizing the brother had dissapeared yet again.

Something he was going to get used to.. or already was.

He looked at the other investigators, to see if noone else was going to go for it, before heading to the third floor himself. He avoided any sort of confrontation with others along the way.