Reisha, Agent of Appropriate Response
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Reisha sat at the edge of the lake, watching the ripples her feet created disturb the almost perfectly reflected image of the tree line and mountain standing tall in front of her. The mountain was glowing orange where the sun was still able to touch the earth while it was setting and the bright green forest littered with yellowed trees every few feet. Her eyes focused once more on the cave she was keeping watch on. It had been three days; he still hadn’t emerged, but there was no doubt in her mind he was still there.
She’d been following Kole for weeks, always just missing him. Ever since his grand exit from the Agency of Accurate Information, or AAI, the Agency of Appropriate Response, or AAR, had been gunning for his capture. Reisha, as one of their newest agents, had been assigned to his case, but had so far been unsuccessful in capturing him and that was not flying well with the AAR. During her last check in with her superior, it had been made clear to Reisha that a lack of progress in his capture in the next few weeks would be leading to consequences for her. Not surprising, as all Agencies in the New Order were quite demanding and cutthroat, so this was definitely a cause for worry.
A sudden blink of dim yellow light from a cave much higher than the one she was watching broke Reisha out of her thoughts.
“Being on the run and deciding to light a fire, what an idiot,” she smirked to herself, decidedly ignoring the fact that he’d somehow managed to move to a new cave undetected.
She snatched up all her gear, gunned for the base of the mountain and strapped on her climbing attachments to her boots and gloves, new gadgets provided by the AAR. Scampering up the mountain, she slowed as she finally approached the cave from which the light was flickering. Peering in cautiously, she saw a small fire by the right edge at the end of the cave with a small satchel leaning up against the wall and a crossbow next to it. One of her tasks was to retrieve a small package; she guessed it must be in that satchel. Kole didn’t appear to be in the cave - he must’ve left for more firewood for his whimpering fire. She raised her foot onto the ledge and pulled herself, rather sloppily, into the cave.
“Well, hello there,” came a voice from behind her. Just as she turned around with her fists up, something hit her over the head and everything went black.