The woman only known to most as ivy was sitting at her desk in her fairly large office, her glasses sat beside the phone that she was talking on "I just received that report sir....yes I am aware....I will be putting my best agents on it....yes sir....yes sir...." She hung up the Phone and sighed before Using her intercom to speak with her secertary "Kimberly could you gather up everyone in the briefing room, it seems we are needed "a young soft voice came back over ivy's intercom "Yes miss ivy,right away" the conversation ended and ivy gathered up the files she needed before making her way to the briefing room placing dossiers on the table setting up the briefing as kimberly got everyone.

Shingle heard over the intercom the commands to come to Ivy's room, Shingle sighed as he grabbed his pistol tucking it into his pants and making his way into the room "Its fine Kimberly...I got it..." Shingle nodded as he entered the room taking a seat "Hello Ivy..."

As like always, Alfred spent his time at the shooting range, always practicing, to stay a deadly sniper as he was known by other comrades he worked with. "Hm? The briefing room, ok I will make my way there. Just need to clear up the empty shells befote.." Alfred said. As alfred entered the room he greated everyone and sat down on his chair.

Elena was sitting in the lounge by the time the announcement over the intercom came through. "Perfect timing.." She quietly uttered to herself as she stared at the half depleted cigarette in her hand. She twirled it around her fingers, letting the butt of the cigarette slide in between her fingers as she made sure the lit part was kept away from her flesh. "... I was done with you anyway." She had been wanting to quit cigarettes for some time now but she just couldn't break the addiction. Maybe this half used cigarette was a sign of change. Elena certainly hoped so. Without another word, Elena pinched the cigarette and rubbed it into the filled ashtray and then got up and left the lounge. She made her way through the sterile corridors of the FEA building and after a bit of wandering she finally arrived at the briefing room, right behind that Austrian fellow, Long-Shot,

A rather obvious name for his profession but Elena really didn't care. In fact, that's probably how she could sum up most of her assignments for the FEA so far. Hopefully today would be better.

Elena entered the briefing room and saw that she was one of the first ones. She quickly took one of the chairs as far away as she could get from the others, giving each of them a quick nod as she passed them.

Fredrik was doing his grueling workout routine when he got the call. He was at 170 out if 175 push-ups. 171.. 172.. 173.. 174.. 175! He took out his earbuds, quickly showered, and dashed into the briefing room. He saw the other agents in there, waiting. Panting, he sat down at his seat and relaxed.

Ivy stood at the head of the room in front of a large screen that was showing the FEA emblem on it. Ivy looked at the group slowly coming in "have a seat people....we just got handed something big...kimberly hit the lights please the girl nodded and did as she was asked "ladies and gentlemen at 4am local time, a british embassy in Germany was attacked by a small group of very well trained and well armed men...the group that is claiming this attack is a complete unknown calling themselves the Bruderschaft des Kreuzes translated it means brotherhood of the cross...they knew what they wanted and if you open your dossiers you will see her picture" the screen flashed and the picture of a was now on the screen

"this is Barbra Tyler, she is 16 years old and the daughter of a very powerful man in the british government, our task is to find where the BDK has taken her and bring her home safe...we are low on clues but our biggest lead is this man" the screen flashed again showing "this is jakob hammermeier we have gotten a tip that mister hammermeier is one of the men funding the BDK" looking around the room "any questions so far"

"This indeed is a serious matter.. do we have information about how well they are armed? Or where they are right now?" Alfred asked with a serious and cold look on his face.

Emil was just coming in the building before he heard the call to the briefing room. Though he knew that he would be late for the briefing his speed did not increase to try to get their on time. He came in on the tail end of Ivy's briefing and said "Apologies for my tardiness." In a thick Polish accent, his face neutral in his usual stoics demeanour. He sat in the chair nearest to him and listened, taking a look around the room to see his teammates.

Ivy watched Emil arrive then over to Alfred "video footage shows modified assault rifles, military grade hardware along with body armor, there have been no trace of where they went after kidnapping the girl, but they did make a video claiming the attack but did not make any demands for the girl, this mission needs to be very quick and very quite once we know where the girl is. mister hammermeier is throwing a huge party in 3 days for his birthday party, it is there we will try to get closer....and subtlety is the key...so this is a no kill op got that"

Shingle listened carefully, He was the one to remember all of the information for the future, He took his notepad out and started writing down an awful lot of notes about what was currently said, reading everything to remember

"Hmm.. this makes things a bit more difficult.." Alfred said as he lit his cigarette. "Is there a place/way to provide some cover if things get worse?" He asked after he took a pull on his cigarette.

Jack ran in a few minutes late. He grabbed his dossier. He heard that it was not a kill op. Damn it. That was what he was the best at. Killing was what he did best so why not. He sat down and looked around. Ivy was probably going to skin him for being late again. Whatever he deserved it. "Wait it's not a kill op? Oh come on. That's what I do best..." He complained as he read it.

the screen changed to a lay out of the large home the party was being thrown at "no killing....we dont want to risk the life of the girl, this mission has to be done in 3 parts so you will be broken into 3 teams, team 1 will be inside the party as guest, your objective is to find hammermeier and without him finding out getting his cell phone and placing a bug on it that will give us access to his contacts and his calls, team 2 will be there as part of the staff sent to cattier the event, your objective will be to locate hammermeier's office and try to find any ties to him and BDK either in files or on his computer, team 3 will be support running the tech side of this, keeping cameras off the others scrubbing phone calls ect..."

Simon was balls deep in an intense hack for another team. So intent on the job to use a rootkit and a backdoor routine to get into a company that is suspected of suppling assets to a black level threat organization. Because of how focused he was on the work he didn't hear the page asking for him to head to the meeting room. Nor did he hear the second phone call that came after it, nor did he hear the first polite knocks on his door, nor the second round of slightly impatient but still polite knocks. He still didn't hear the pounding impatient knocks that came next, and didn't actually react until the door to his room was kicked open, flooding the dimly lit room, filled with electronics and computers towers.

He didn't turn to look at Kimberly or the pair of security guards who had responded to her need to get into the room so much. Too intent on the fact he was 80% of the way to finishing the back and leaving that backdoor routine into the companies security and database system. The full time hacker that the team had would be able to use it to gather the information they needed once it was in place.

Because of his determination he didn't respond to Kimberly when she told him that he was being asked to appear else where only saying, "Once this is done." To which he was told he needed to go now. Simon, better known to the FEA as 8 just growled and continued to work, murmuring something about, "Having better things to do right now." He did relent on turning his phone to speaker mode and hacking into the meeting rooms PA system, he'd often been told not to do so as it is a FEA breach of privacy and security, but he always repaired it afterwards.

As the meeting got underway his voice joined everyone as they checked in, "Hello everyone, you can all call me 8. What's so important that you had to disturb me?" He then set himself to listen from there to find out what they needed of him.

Ivy did not take kindly to "8's" lateness or the fact that he wasnt even in the room of the meeting. Ivy crossed her arms as she sent a dossier to simon "first off...as the woman who pays you i expect you to be on time and here for assignments....second your needed because you will be running support from the mobile HQ we are setting up near the party, this job gets your full attention or else..." Ivy kept the stern look on her face as she continued talking to every as a group "we are expected to have new information when this party job is done and we will figure out our next step from there"

Shingle raised an arm to speak "Uh...Who is going in which team to ask Miss Ivy?" Shingle held his notebook tightly awaiting his answer though still writing the notes as fast as he can

"I think I should be Team One. Since I am not all that subtle..." Jack joked knowing that he was terrible at this. Like truly wretched at being sneaky. Tech confused him. He was a fighter and he looked great in a suit. Or so he liked to think.

Ivy looked around the room, "I am assigning leaders to each role they can pick who they want to back them up" her stern eyes went the intercom where Simon was speaking out of "you have point on support Simon, Elena make sure you have a decent dress ready you are taking lead in the party, Emil you have lead on working as the staff, the rest of you find where your needed most and follow orders. we have 3 days to prepare for this job and i want all of you ready and knowing your roles."

Shingle was best at getting information so he went over to Elena saluting "I'll offer my investigation services to you miss..."

Not sure where he should go, Alfred decided to stay in his seat, having his cigarette and thinking about the mission. Since killing was forbidden, 'Long-shot' wasn't able to hit the stage this time. Still he will do everything he can to fulfil his part of the mission, whatever his task will be.