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Villager: Agent Space

I love this villager

"Uh huh." Agent Torres caught the smirk and the light taunt. "I've enjoyed a couple of chases and stakeouts in my pre-agency days. But the adrenaline rush wasn't enough."
The collie turned pensive for a moment, staring past her computer screen into a distant memory she did not divulge.
"Justice is my main motivation. Sometimes the threads for finding that are in the minute details, like a scent one or more investigators noticed at a scene. I enjoy unraveling mysteries and keeping track of the agency's progress in past and current cases."

//this reminded me that I should update Brian's page someday oops haha//

Brian nodded. He really hoped that there wasn't too much information about him anywhere. "You know...I'm really bad at telling about myself. I guess I'm just a typical FBI agent?" He said. There wasn't really anything special he could tell about himself.

"I see...It is always nice to know things about your partner...Too bad I found nothing about mine." Brian muttered. This fox sure was quite smart. "Well, what do you don't know about me?" The husky asked and tilted his head. Oh, how much he hated to tell people about himself.

"No," Agent Torres replied as she skimmed over the file and sorted the papers, taking them to her computer to scan and write her own notes on how this connected with other case files.
"I do whatever job is required to keep this organization running smoothly."

Agent Torres accepted the file with a nod. "Very well. I will see to it that this is put in its proper place."

"Looks like someone was trying to learn as much as they can about their new partner, huh? I don't even want to ask what kind of things do you know about me, agent Space, sir." Brian put his hands in pockets and cleared his throat. This fox really made him feel strange. "Tell me about yourself, sir. You seem like a nice man, but pickpocketing your work partners isn't that nice" Brian was relieved that he left his wallet at home. He didn't want anyone to steal it....again.

"Only raw peanut butter sticks to the mouth. I assure you my cookies are well done. But chocolate chip is my favorite." Agent Torres grinned, nodding when Agent Space affirmed her decision to double bag everything.
"True. And I don't want to keyboard to bite my fingers either."
Was...that a joke or was she being serious? Her expression and tone did not change.

"Here you go." She handed him a bag of chocolate chip cookies. "Enjoy. Do you have any files that need to be inputed into the database yet? My schedule is clear at the moment and I've already organized D through J." The collie gestured to the filing cabinets she had already organized.

The FBI agent looked at Agent Space. "A wig, huh? This is my real hair." Brian corrected. He looked the agent's costume and smiled. "Nice suit. Though your hat is quite glittery..." Brian stated The husky couldn't believe this mysterious Agent Space is his partner. Well at least he was better than his team's consultant, the criminal cat.


//Thank you! <3 Agent Space's paintie looks awesome!

The collie chuckled. "Yes Sir. Care for a sample?"
She reached into a desk drawer for a sealed bag of...smaller bags. But inside each bag was half a dozen cookies. They were double bagged to keep crumbs and the tantalizing sweet scent, away from her computer and her work.
"Sugar, peanut butter, or chocolate chip?"