Operative Force

In Washington D.C. there is a C.I.A. office that not only has it's own agents but contracts with free lance assassins and spies. One was recently contracted to hunt down and kill James Lawson. A man causing trouble not only for the armed forces but for the CIA itself. Lawson is seen as a threat because he himself has the skill to get through security. They needed someone with just as much skill to take him down.

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Name: James Lawson
Age: 26
Personality: James is works his way around conversations but is blunt when he needs to be. He is a very passionate man and will work to his death to get what he needs.
Bio: He was born in NYC to his parents, Liliana and Jonathan Lawson. Unfortunately, when James was 6 years old, his parents died in a car accident. There was a period of time that James can't seem to remember from the time his parents died to about age 10. From there, he remembers being in a foster home and adopted by a single mother. They struggled to make ends meet and when James was 18, he was in the military. He joined the Army and served for four years. He left the army and started to train himself to learn secrets. There was something off about the military. There was something off about his lack of memories and he needed to find out why. That's when he started to poke his nose around the CIA and the US Armed forces. He had to know. Now, there is someone out to get him. He knows it but he's not sure what to do about it.
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Name: Krystal Engel
Age: 23
Personality: Blunt/straight to the point with everything. Krystal is what many would call a people watcher, she can watch a person for a bit and can analyze what they will do and how they would respond to things. Although she rarely talks to anyone, when she does she is rather honest with everything she says.
Bio: Krystal's parents came over from Germany when she was three years old, her parents became citizens as well as herself. Her father was a spy for the American government, putting her family at risk. Her father taught her how to become the perfect assassin and even enlisted her in a private academy where she could learn on more advanced levels than most children. When she turned nineteen her mother was killed by a Russian spy looking for her father... Her father has disappeared since but always leave little notes or messages for her from time to time.
Appearance: (This is pretty much how she looks.... I don't have a picture of her yet though.)

James Lawson made his way through a corridor. He was finely dressed in the best suit and tie he could find. His blond hair was neatly combed and his shoes shined. He fit into the CIA world perfectly. Earlier in the day, he had hacked a key card and made his way inside. He was looking for a certain file room that contained information on military personal from the time he was involved to the time he left. He had to know everything about his past, present and perhaps even his future, if he even still had one.

Once he was inside the office, Lawson began to pick away at locks. He looked over his shoulder every second. Successfully, he obtained what he needed. He walked outside back into the corridor and to his car. He looked over his shoulder one last time before he got into the elevator and made his way to the parking garage.

Waking up to her phone ringing Krystal answered it slightly pissed, "Hello?" The voice over the line sounded worried, "Yea, I'll be there in twenty." Hanging up Krystal slid out from her red, comfortable covers and over to her dresser pulling out some clothes that were all black. Running to the shower she decided on a quick cold one to wake her up fully. Getting out she saw it was only three in the morning. Sighing she got dressed and ran out the door locking it behind her. The black silverado sitting in her driveway unlocked and she drove off to a rather large unmarked building. Walking through the double doors she found people scurrying around the floor. As she entered the room she knew as her office her boss was there, "Krystal... an important document was stolen. This is the person you must get it back from then kill." Sighing she flipped through the folder, "James Lawson." The 'captain' nodded "His schedule and places he visits are in there. Get to it." Nodded she started reading the profile.