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Sophie

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It was everything that had ever been written about a summer day in golden California: blue skies, warm breezes, spirited laughter... a chorizo burrito and an ice-cold can of Dr Pepper. She could barely recount the events that had led up to this point, one serendipitous conversation following another, but the fortuitous tetrad could not have selected a better day to visit Ocean Beach.

True, a forecast of fog was predicted over the Bay later in the evening--this was San Francisco--but, for now, there was nothing that could mar the prospect of (as Ivy Monaghan had so eloquently declared when she commanded everyone into her GMC Yukon) surfing white-capped waves, watching ‘hot bodies’, and lounging out in colourful bikinis.

Along with the commander and the doctor came Eugene Grovington and Lee Jordan, tumbling out of the backseats of the jet-black SUV to lay first claim on the surfboards strapped to its roof.
 
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The sun was a few degrees below blistering in the San Francisco summer and the waves here were like a beginner's paradise. Lee Jordan had been surfing since he was tiny, he lived in California most of his life. With three brothers growing up, it was either surfing or fight each other in a boxing match.

"Last one in the water's unloading beer!" Lee yelled as he unlatched his surfboard from the SUV and made a run for the waves.
 

Eugene

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Euge, Earl Jr.
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Water was not his element, Eugene decided, but he was willing to brave it for the sake of competition and scenery. The San Francisco beach also held the obvious benefit of being warmer than what he was used to.

Scrambling over Lee in a mad dash for the surfboards, Euge ignored Lee's proclamation of unloading the SUV in favor of shoving him out of the way with his board on the way to the surf.
 
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Ivy

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Iv', Ives
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The beach was quieter today, and that meant they would have an easier time finding a starting position. The instructor in Ivy took hold when she left the SUV, wondering how to ease both @Eugene Grovington and @Sophie Conrad into the San Fransisco surf. Her lesson plan was thrown out the window as soon as temporary co-instructor @Lee Jordan started a challenge.

"Last one in the water's unloading beer!" Lee yelled as he unlatched his surfboard from the SUV and made a run for the waves.
Monaghan watched as Lee and Euge rushed out, trying to overtake one another as they hit the ocean.

"Boys," she thought out loud to Sophie, reigning in some of her competitive nature.

Ivy handed the doctor an well-loved sky blue board with a fading white stripe. "Make sure you're tethered to the board when you're in the water, let's go."
 
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Sophie

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She had spent her entire life around bodies of water, from Geneva to Rockport, Boston to San Francisco. On the water and under the waves, myriad activities had drawn her in--yet, she had never surfed. This was an odd predicament soon to be corrected.

As Lee and Eugene hurtled with careless abandon for the frigid waves, the sound of crashing water and the scent of salted air compelled Sophie to join them. Sensibilities, however, turned her attention back to Ivy as they unloaded their surfboards--hers, loaned. Laughing from a shared mixture of amused appreciation at how the men had reacted to arriving onto the beach and their own delight at arriving onto the beach, the two women were soon jogging after.

An hour, and then two, passed with all the happiness and innocence of being at the mercy of the rolling waves. She paddled and swam and paddled and swam some more. In the end, for all his vagaries, it was Lee Jordan who proved the most insistent that Eugene and her be schooled in the right way of surfing--his way, of course. The thrill of catching her first wave and successfully performing a Lee-approved pop-up was unforgettable.
 
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Lee Jordan had never really taught anybody else to surf except for maybe that one hapless VILE agent that he threw into the water off New Zealand. Those were good times. After getting surfboard-smacked by @Eugene on the beach, and vowing never to help the pilot if he ever got a jelly fish sting, Lee was in good spirits.

Surfing was something he could do well, aside from work things like digging into criminals and their pasts. It was kind of like surfing, you have got to catch the right wave, and if it's good, it'll carry you real far.

Lee paused and sat on the beach to cool down with a nice bottle of one of those microbrewery beers @Nace Bilby and @Molly were talking about.

"A few more hours and then we can go surf at the pros' beach," he laughed, "just need more of these beers."
 

Sophie

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Sprawled onto gingham-smothered sand, four new friends refuelled with similar enthusiasm as four varied-coloured surfboards rested nearby. Pint-sized bottles of crafted beer and tumblers of pink lemonade stood side-by-side. Sandwiches of caramelised honey-crusted ham, tinned pineapple, and Swiss cheese were rapidly decimated.

Having baked the ham only last night, Sophie had made a quick detour to the office of the Director of Operations in the morning. He was absent from his throne, thus she departed swiftly after putting his antique--and very sharp--meat-slicer to good use, a generous serving left behind in gratitude.

"You should consider conducting surfing classes," she made the suggestion even as she eyed the third emptying beer bottle Lee had commandeered possession of. "The cadets who don't get to go home for the summer holidays would appreciate that, don't you think?"
 

Eugene

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Euge, Earl Jr.
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#8
Thoroughly worn out from countless wipeouts interspersed with the occasional success, Sophie's announcement of the availability of food was a welcome reprieve. Adding his board to the growing pile, Eugene settled onto a beach towel just long enough to enjoy a sandwich and beer. Before long, though, Euge's mind was struck with an idea. A wonderful, terrible, idea. Getting to his feet, Eugene offered a hand to Ivy. "Go on a short walk with me?" He asked with a smile.
 

Ivy

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Iv', Ives
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#9
Nursing a cold beer, Ivy remembered replying to one of Lee Jordan's outlandish critiques before Eugene stood up and asked to go on a short walk. A few months ago when he started work at the airfield she couldn't stand to be in the same room with him, and now... well, stranger things have happened.

"How can a girl say no?", Ivy grabbed hold of his hand and was immediately lifted up to her feet.

The conversation started light enough as they walked along the edges of a tide pool. They were lucky to have such good weather. Sophie is an extraordinary event planner. Eugene had a soft spot for spicy food. Ivy liked watching monster movies. There was one about hunting vampires in the theaters now and they should find the time to go... that's when the line of dialog paused, and shyly returned to how nice the weather was.

Ivy would occasionally catch the pilot's gaze, though he always snapped his attention back forward towards the horizon or their path.

"We should probably head back before the other two start worrying," She looked at how far they had gone, then noticed something odd protruding from the golden sand. It was a black metallic object that seemed easily overlooked, but the beach was recently cleaned and there was no other debris in the area.

"Hey, help me pull this out," she tapped Euge's arm, "I think something's written on it."
 

Eugene

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Euge, Earl Jr.
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003366
#10
Finishing his beer as he slowly walked the beach, Eugene's thoughts slowly weaved in and out of the past year. His recruitment to ACME and eventual climb to his current oversight position had been constantly marked by the abrasion of a single person. The same redheaded commander was now walking with him, laughing and smiling and... avoiding his eyes? Euge decided it was his imagination as he heard her suggest heading back, quiet but clear.

At first Eugene thought it was his reluctant agreement that dissolved the comfortable quiet of the walk, but forcing himself to meet her eyes yet again, he realized her attention was diverted to something half buried in the sand. Getting to his hands and knees, Euge shoveled the sand away with his hands until Ivy could wrench it free from the earth. Standing with her, he peered over her shoulder, the two examining the strange object. After several moments, she finally spoke: "...we should take this back."
 
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Lee thought it was awkward, having 4 people in a party and when two of those go off on their own, the other two are left to talk.

"You should consider conducting surfing classes," she made the suggestion even as she eyed the third emptying beer bottle Lee had commandeered possession of. "The cadets who don't get to go home for the summer holidays would appreciate that, don't you think?"
"I don't have the teaching spirit," he shrugged, "I don't like relating to people all the time, just when it's not a chore."

Like detective work, informant work, or anything to do with crime solving. Lee never interviewed witnesses alone, he always played bad cop, and he liked his sources to be a little afraid of him. It didn't always used to be this way, he was a lot more approachable when he was young. But things change, most of it him.

"What about you, Doc Sophie, too busy being Doc of the Director, no time for teaching either?"
 

Sophie

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#12
"What about you, Doc Sophie, too busy being Doc of the Director, no time for teaching either?"

“Actually,” Sophie smiled with perfect complaisance, “I teach in the Wednesday First Aid classes. There’s a new cycle every quarter.”

In addition, she covered the Emergency Department of the ACME Medical Center on selected days and watched over a set of field-active agents, ensuring that they were maintained in good health and that all paperwork necessary for them to go forth on ACME business were kept in proper order.

The Director of Operations was not her only charge, although he was mandated as her most important. He had become more of a friend, of sorts.

All these, she deemed unnecessary to expound to her conversation partner as yet.

Leaning back onto a rolled towel, she tilted her head slightly towards Lee and balanced a bottle of sunscreen between her fingers.

“How long have you been surfing? You’re excellent at it.”


Lee made a face, not at the question but at the memory it evoked. “Since I was six,” he replied, remembering when his brother first threw him into the water.

“We lived near the beach, so it was sink or surf.”


“Ah? Did you live nearby?”


“Not in San Francisco,” he took another swallow of beer, “but I’ve been in California all my life.”

There was a pause as he looked at her, “‘You grew up in France or something?”


She laughed light. “No. No, not France,” she popped open the bottle in her hands. “I grew up in Geneva. Switzerland.”


He was quiet at that, suddenly thinking that her response explained a lot.


“How did you come to join ACME?”

“I’ve read of your father’s work in the community. Has that ever tempted you?"


Lee looked at her for a second, holding her gaze. “No,” he wanted to say something else, and vestiges of a scowl crossed his brow, but he kept his answer short, “My two other brothers got that all covered.”


“Are you the youngest in your family?”


He ignored her question, “You got siblings?”


She began to conscientiously dab sunscreen on her face. “No,” his diversion intrigued her, “there is only me.”


“Then, you’re lucky.”


“How?” she asked.

“I’d like to think I would have benefited from someone to play with and…” There was a thoughtful pause as she considered her words, “Well--to fight and reconcile with. So much more can be learnt, don’t you think?”


“That’s one way of looking at it.” He made a small shrug, “You want another beer?”


Sophie paused, sealing again the bottle of sunscreen she had finished with.

“Oh no, thank you,” she lightly tapped the rim of her tumbler of lemonade, “I’m happy with this.” Stretching to sit up from her lazing position, she reached towards the insulated cool box before looking back at him, “Do you want another…?”


He nodded and took the bottle she gave him, snapping free the metal bottle cap and drinking easily from it.

“I was the middle child,” he said, then, “of three boys.”


She smiled, “The peacemaker.”


“Something like that... more like troublemaker though,” his words were wry.

“You lived with both parents?”


Watching him, she thought the question peculiar.

“I lived with my mother until I finished basic education. Then, I moved here…” she hesitated to correct herself, “to the East Coast… to be with my dad.”


“And here I thought you grew up all ski and sunshine...”


“Did you not live with both parents, too?”


His laugh came out slightly awkward. “I grew up with both parents, but have lived with neither since I was sixteen.”


“Ah…” With markedly more empathy than mirth, she regarded him, “And here I thought you grew up all surf and sunshine. Still, your parents must be glad to have such varied sons.”


“Sure,” he made no effort to hide the sarcasm in his words, “they’re so proud.”


If Sophie had wished to ask Lee more of what his tone belied, there was no chance. From the corner of her vision, two familiar figures were making quick way through the sand: Ivy and Eugene. She stood up to gain a clearer look. They were carrying something with them, something very strange indeed...
 
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