Post by White Mimic on Mar 31, 2011 3:10:28 GMT -5
Stepping lightly over the large pieces of rubble, Demetri kept adjusting his tie. Ever since the reassignment had been official and his uniform changed, he was having trouble adjusting to the changes in material and style. His standard coat had been replaced with a slim fit black Jazz suit and tie. He still got to keep his bowler cap, only it was black now. Strapped across his back was his sniper rifle Blackbird, but soon, he might not even be expected or even need to use it. None of his standard weapons may be necessary once he was to learn the skills of all CP9 members.
As he began adjusting the cuffs of the suit, he approached the group, Spandam in particular. "Please excuse me Administrator Spandam for my tardiness. There was a minor issue with a Sea King on the way over but the matter was settled quickly."
He didn't bother introducing himself to the Administrator, his files and picture was already in the man's possession. The rest of the group was a different matter and he promptly attempted to intermingle with them. He went around to each member to shake their hands and introduce himself, over hearing several conversations, and he almost thought that he heard someone talking over an issue of ephitets. Demetri's personal thoughts on ephitets were that they were a waste of time, only call signs were significant enough to warrant existence. He had a few of his own but nothing ever stuck. Different ships called him different things, like Mist, Crosshair, Cold Eye, nothing he could appreciate. If he was able to decide his own ephitet, it'd be something to do with birds. Perhaps Finch, or Sparrow, something like that.
((He's going to be redesigned soon, so I'm playing with Ephitets right now.))
As he began adjusting the cuffs of the suit, he approached the group, Spandam in particular. "Please excuse me Administrator Spandam for my tardiness. There was a minor issue with a Sea King on the way over but the matter was settled quickly."
He didn't bother introducing himself to the Administrator, his files and picture was already in the man's possession. The rest of the group was a different matter and he promptly attempted to intermingle with them. He went around to each member to shake their hands and introduce himself, over hearing several conversations, and he almost thought that he heard someone talking over an issue of ephitets. Demetri's personal thoughts on ephitets were that they were a waste of time, only call signs were significant enough to warrant existence. He had a few of his own but nothing ever stuck. Different ships called him different things, like Mist, Crosshair, Cold Eye, nothing he could appreciate. If he was able to decide his own ephitet, it'd be something to do with birds. Perhaps Finch, or Sparrow, something like that.
((He's going to be redesigned soon, so I'm playing with Ephitets right now.))