House Of Memories

- IV -

Elina didn't think too deeply of what the next day would pursue until she stood with Mycroft above the agent academy training centre, looking down to the class in session through the window. She bit the inside of her cheek as she watched the people in training in all aspects being tasered, shot at wearing bulletproof vests and being a part of simulations where it was life and death situations.

"I'm confused, sir. I have to go through all of this over twelve weeks?" She asked the question perched upon her tongue. She crooned her head to face Mycroft who stood tall besides her with hands neatly clasping the handle of his umbrella. "Quite the contrary, Miss Hooper. I've taken to do some research and it appears that you've already done similar activities compared to these with my godfather on your fun filled Saturdays." Mycroft stated with a face of repulse by simply stating the word 'fun' in his dialect.

"What does my training include then?" Elina turned to question whilst also remembering one of the Saturdays where she herself was tasered in the back because curiosity got the better of her and Rudy had suggested it for the experience. "Becoming my assistant means to experience another side of government that is not willingly on show to the public." Mycroft answered in short.

"Oh, like the Korean elections six months ago?" Elina was quick to rhetorically ask. Mycroft had to double take a glance to stare at her a little unnerved. "I am entitled to ask how you know of such things that weren't open or shared to the public." He sniffed disdainfully. Elina smiled rather cheekily and shrugged. "I've done my research on global matters that include Great Britain."

"Such as the nine eleven incident?" Mycroft threw to question swiftly. "The public call it terrorism, I call it as a rather overdramatic pose to claim insurance to cover up the detail that the plane heading to the buildings was a plane who happened to have passengers who were already dead in order to decrease the surplus population of prisoners filling up the high maximised prisons around the globe." She quickly explained whilst holding her hands close to her stomach. "Very good, Xena." He applauded.

"Xena?" She looked to him to ask unsurely. Mycroft faced the window looking down to the training area. "Your code name that in time you will be suited to." Mycroft explained blandly before walking away with her overshadowing his steps. "I have a freelance agency that goes by Agra, who are hired by governments and private organisations. They are paid in staged advertisements for their skills who are used against organisations enemies. During this moment, the English embassy located in Tbilisi, Georgia and everyone in the institution need to be rescued immediately."

"Why?" Elina asked curtly. "Because the officials in Georgia have taken over the embassy and people inside it as hostages."

"So it's a simple case of collecting the hostages and securing the area until further notice." Elina realised then in what in terms he was asking of.

Opening his offices' door, he allowed Elina to step in first with a gentle hand on her back which made her emotionally stutter at such contact before he firmly shut the door behind him. Circling to sit by his desk he pushed a yellow folder in Elina's direction as she sat down. "You have two choices. You can do the twelve weeks worth of training or I can send you out to the English embassy in Georgia tonight." He gave Elina the choice.