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"Now you're just being foolish. I have more of a soul than you with your dead eyes." He folded his arms, frowning. "Now why would you need aspirin? I'm a fuckin' delight. Try Genius & Harpy. Then we'd sound like an eighties rock band."

Team names || Reggie and Lillian

She shook her head and sat down, crossing her long legs. “That implies you have a soul and we both know deep down that isn’t true now don’t we.” She said with a small sneer. “How about aspirin cause we’ll both need it by the time we’re through”

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He shook his head, a smirk stretching across his face. "Yeah, except I see myself more as a Hawk than just some plain old bird. We could make that work."  He reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out a small Kinder bar. ".... Quit staring into my soul. It's weird."

Team names || Reggie and Lillian

Her face remained calm while she tried to suppress the urge to push him out the window. Instead, due to the trust fall not being until later in the mission she met him with a smirk. “You sure virgin and the bird wouldn’t be more suited?” She said staring into his eyes with her bright blue ones, testing him to go further.

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Startled out of his concentration, Reggie knocked the back of his head on the lip of his desk, causing him to yelp. Thankfully, it was more out of surprise than pain. He rolled back on his bottom and swiveled around to see his young Quartermaster companion. "Ah, Minako! My favorite little stealth mouse," he chuckled, rubbing the spot of the impact. "This one'll be a bump."

He pulled himself up to his chair, slouching into the seat and folding his hands over his chest. "Lost cause now; I'll get it l--," he cut himself off once he saw that Minako had already found it. "You lovely little devil," he grinned, holding his hand out for it.

His eyes quickly moved from the screwdriver to the roll of papers tucked under her arm, and right away, he was curious. "And what, pray tell, are those...?" he gestured to them.

Distractions || Minako + Reggie

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"Okay, baby whore, I'll give you a team name. Reggie and the Harlot," he smirked. This was about as good as it was going to get.

Team names || Reggie and Lillian

Lillian rolled her eyes as she walked towards Reggie. “You, virgin tomato, we need a team name.” she said sitting down relaxed in front of him. Out of all people it had to be him.

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MI6 Workshop File

Reggie Flint,

Your assigned room with be 232. It is on the second floor before the elevator.

We have assigned everyone to a partner for the duration of this workshop. You have been assigned to LILLIAN DAWES. Regardless of your previous experience together, please make sure that you are focusing on teamwork and company unity.

You have also been assigned the letter B, and we have on record that you declare yourself a male.

If you have any problem, or if there has been a mistake, please contact the front desk.

/APPALLED SHRIEKING./

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{Character Development}

Below is the 1st & 2nd portions of issued character development activity.

What is your full name?

Randy Butterball. No, just joking. Reginald Jackson Flint.

Where and when were you born?

I was born in Glasgow, Scotland, and lived there for about five years. Then moved to Bristol. My birthday's December 8th.

Who are/were your parents? 

My mum is Alice Harvard-Flint, and my pop's name is Geoffrey Flint. One's a painter and the other worked in a battery factory. Both pretty bland people... always busy until retirement.

Do you have any siblings?

Nope! I had the depressing luxury of being a lonely child. I mean, only. Only child.

Where do you live now, and with whom? 

I have a studio condominium by the river. Nice high ceilings, you know?

Write a full physical description of yourself.

'Bout 176 cm, and 68 kg. Dark blond, green eyes, very handsome. I'm a purebred Anglo Saxon, really. I'm about as privileged as they come. Got a few burn scars here and there, and one where I had my appendix removed.

To which social class do you belong?

Upper middle, though working. One can really rake it in working for world powers, you know.

Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses?

Oh, terrible exercise-induced asthma. 

Are you right- or left-handed?

Left, lucky me.

What does your voice sound like?

I guess I sound like an intelligent middle-aged man.

What words and/or phrases do you use very frequently?

"Absolutely", and "terribly", I think.

What do you have in your pockets?

Lighter, wallet, and a keyring.

Do you have any quirks, strange mannerisms, annoying habits, or other defining characteristics?

Some people say I'm immature, but they're all grumps.

Part 2: Growing Up

How would you describe your childhood in general?

It was very quiet, yeah. Well, in the rest of the house. I was a terror. I used to pop potatoes in the oven without poking holes to ventilate them. BOOM! Hahaha!

What is your earliest memory?

.... Huh. Fifth birthday, I think. Got one of those little cars you can ride in. It's little now but back then it was huge.

How much schooling have you had?

Altogether? Seventeen years. 

Did you enjoy school?

Well the classes were fine. It was the assignments and deadlines that were awful.

Where did you learn most of your skills and other abilities?

I'm self taught with explosives. My medical schooling was obviously where I gained my knowledge of medicines and reactions.

While growing up, did you have any role models?

Captain Murdock from the A-Team, or the entire cast of Dad's Army. Just a bunch of military super heroes.

While growing up, how did you get along with the other members of your family?

I got along with my folks just fine.

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

I... I think I wanted to be a ninja. 

As a child, what were your favorite activities?

Definitely putting metal things in the microwave. I was always grounded.

As a child, what kinds of personality traits did you display?

I was a curious little thing, always sticking my nose where it shouldn't be. Even got the scars to prove it.

As a child, were you popular? Who were your friends, and what were they like?

Ah, not really, no. I had a handful of friends; Rebecca Rosinski, Matthieu Lewis, Daniel Sharp... that was about it. 

When and with whom was your first kiss?

Ah, the very first was on the school playground. A little blondie named Daisy Miggins. Must've been fifth grade.

Are you a virgin? If not, when and with whom did you lose your virginity?

Oh, geez. Nope. What was I, 17? With Melissa Wright. Big mistake. She was beautiful, but god, her dad could throw a punch...

If you are a supernatural being (i.e. mage, werewolf, vampire), tell the story of how you became what you are or first learned of your own abilities. If you are just a normal human, describe any influences in your past that led you to do the things you do today.

Look at me, I'm a panty-dropping vampire. Can you not tell that?

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Wh-- How?? How does she remind you of me? She's nothing like me! 

And... do you ever smile? I swear it's like your cat dies every time I see you.

She reminds me of you. Is that why you dislike her? It seems that this is where antagonism stands. When people feel threaten. Like dogs. They want their territory, and feels usurped when a similar dog walks by.

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No! She just--

Oh god, it's you. The kin of the devil woman. How are you, Elena?

Did she hurt your feelings?

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Not a Date || Anya + Reggie

Oh, how he loved the softness of 003's face, and the way she could catch an insult and throw it back sharper and more stingy than the first time around. And she was so much more understanding than a lot of the other members of the MI6 team. It had been a while since the two had a chance to spend some time bonding together. This afternoon wasn't anything special; just a trip to a local Thai restaurant, a favorite of Reggie's since he started ten years ago. He sat across from her, his face planted in the menu.

"..... I try to make an effort to chose different things each time, but I think I'm stuck. See anything you like?"

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Oh it'll be worse. And localized. Now, bugger off my case, Jack.

Yeah, just don’t blow up anything expensive. Don’t want a repeat of last time. 

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Oh, you're gonna wish I did.

Why? Do you plan on throwing punches?

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The Common Touch by Parenthetical Girls

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Irksome || Jude + Reggie

One thing better to stimulate Reggie's ever-needing interests than blowing thing up, was simply to bother people who were trying to get things done. There were a select few people in the whole MI6 building he loved to target, and he found that the best were those with desk jobs. Perhaps the most unfortunate and undeserving recipient of his tortures was Jude, the secretary. Today was just another one of those days, as Reggie was wound up and ready to drop by for a little chat. Without even knocking, Reggie gripped the handle to open the door to Jude and M's conjoined offices and waltzed in. "Judy-booty, I have a terrible story for you," he began, strolling over and hopping up onto the desk. "I was totally hit on by that agent Lillian. She's a minx I tell you!"

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