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west_end_blues2012-11-16 09:53 pm
lost_humanity) wrote in west_end_blues2012-11-16 09:53 pm
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Who: Ronald Sandoval | Irving Braxiatel
What: Sandoval stops to drop some tasty hints of information courtesy of his boss
Where: The museum
When: After Narvin's arrival.
Ronald Sandoval always stood out a bit, which kept him from any of the discrete, covert work that he lusted after. When he became an FBI agent, that had been what he'd wanted most, to be in the field, playing one big name off the other, enjoying the power that came from compromising them.
He was never granted that ability, never allowed into the field, and it ate at him for his entire time working for those snivelling, arrogant jokes of investigators. Those were two reasons Alpha had seemed like a godsend- he maneuvered right under their noses with enviable precision, and he offered Sandoval that chance that everyone else had denied him.
Now they had come full circle- they were back in West End, and he was all to happy to help with Alpha's machinations as he entered the museum with a bright, friendly grin on his face. The right people spoken with, the right names dropped, and minutes later he was being led back to speak with a one Mr. Irving Braxiatel.
What: Sandoval stops to drop some tasty hints of information courtesy of his boss
Where: The museum
When: After Narvin's arrival.
Ronald Sandoval always stood out a bit, which kept him from any of the discrete, covert work that he lusted after. When he became an FBI agent, that had been what he'd wanted most, to be in the field, playing one big name off the other, enjoying the power that came from compromising them.
He was never granted that ability, never allowed into the field, and it ate at him for his entire time working for those snivelling, arrogant jokes of investigators. Those were two reasons Alpha had seemed like a godsend- he maneuvered right under their noses with enviable precision, and he offered Sandoval that chance that everyone else had denied him.
Now they had come full circle- they were back in West End, and he was all to happy to help with Alpha's machinations as he entered the museum with a bright, friendly grin on his face. The right people spoken with, the right names dropped, and minutes later he was being led back to speak with a one Mr. Irving Braxiatel.