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shallownessWhat agents do. Jake 2.0. G. Jake Foley. Character study. 228 words. First posted: June 2006. Summary: Jake's clearance was low, now it's high, really high.
Notes: Vague spoilers for ‘The Ultimate Human Upgrade’. With thanks to FridayAngel for the beta.
Disclaimer: These characters aren’t mine and I make no profit from their use.
What agents do: shallowness
There were some things that Jake Foley, IT go-to guy, was never meant to see. Passwords he wasn’t meant to crack, systems he wasn’t meant to analyze, systems he probably wasn’t even meant to know about. But now he can walk through the NSA corridors confident that, whatever clearance his pass gives him, whether or not there’s an alert on that’s leaning to the bad shades of the rainbow, he can still open doors if he needs to.
He’s seen stark terror in experienced agents’ eyes; he’s caused some of it. People he was meant to pass in corridors, knowing from their confident walk that they had Places to Go Briskly to, Really, are people he’s got to see in the latter moments of a countdown. He can confidently say that Kyle Duarte almost sweats then. He’s seen the gang at Operations throw their versions of high-fives after averting things they can never talk about. A couple of times, he’s seen Lou Beckett grin.
Sometimes, Jake tells himself he’s lucky, as his body works with the nanites to engineer another last-second escape. He’s an agent, an asset to his nation, his security clearance high. There’s a lot that Agent Foley – Jake – has seen. It’s a long way from Akron and playing spy games using moves he learnt from TV. But he’s not playing when he reholsters his gun.
FIN
Feedback is always welcomed.
Notes: Vague spoilers for ‘The Ultimate Human Upgrade’. With thanks to FridayAngel for the beta.
Disclaimer: These characters aren’t mine and I make no profit from their use.
There were some things that Jake Foley, IT go-to guy, was never meant to see. Passwords he wasn’t meant to crack, systems he wasn’t meant to analyze, systems he probably wasn’t even meant to know about. But now he can walk through the NSA corridors confident that, whatever clearance his pass gives him, whether or not there’s an alert on that’s leaning to the bad shades of the rainbow, he can still open doors if he needs to.
He’s seen stark terror in experienced agents’ eyes; he’s caused some of it. People he was meant to pass in corridors, knowing from their confident walk that they had Places to Go Briskly to, Really, are people he’s got to see in the latter moments of a countdown. He can confidently say that Kyle Duarte almost sweats then. He’s seen the gang at Operations throw their versions of high-fives after averting things they can never talk about. A couple of times, he’s seen Lou Beckett grin.
Sometimes, Jake tells himself he’s lucky, as his body works with the nanites to engineer another last-second escape. He’s an agent, an asset to his nation, his security clearance high. There’s a lot that Agent Foley – Jake – has seen. It’s a long way from Akron and playing spy games using moves he learnt from TV. But he’s not playing when he reholsters his gun.
FIN
Feedback is always welcomed.
