Subject: a story (warning for NSFW language, lots of it)
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Posted on: 2017-05-29 01:30:00 UTC

After a second knock at RC 777's door remained unanswered, Agent Therwin shrugged. "I was hoping you could meet our founding members, but they must not be in right now. Sorry."

"Oh, that's all right," said the newest recruit to Misplaced Flora and Fauna. "I'm sure I'll see them around at lunch soon enough." She was so frustratingly average-looking—average build, average height, and with pale skin, straight blond hair and an open, wide-eyed face—that Therwin would have assumed she was a rescued Generic if he didn't already know she had come in through a World One recruitment program. She—Gwenda—also tended to wear a friendly, but clearly artificial, smile whenever Therwin was looking. He suspected it was forced for the sake of social expectation, rather than any intention to deceive, but that didn't make it any less off-putting.

"Uh, well, time is a bit unreliable in that regard . . ." Therwin himself was a tall, muscular man with short, curly hair and very dark skin, thanks to the hours of sunlight his two jobs exposed him to. His muscular physique came naturally, with not real exercise on his part, and he was always a bit self-conscious of it. Prejudice against Suvian traits aside, a muscular, powerful man who worked with wild animals was a bit of a stereotype, and one that he knew wasn't really true to life. "Anyway, our department is split into divisions, the Floral and Faunal. While you've been assigned to the Faunal Division, you should expect some overlap in your missions, since we're all specialists in specialized fields. You'll be assigned a temporary partner with knowledge of plants if you're ever given a mission that's outside your experience."

"Oh, that's just fine." That same forced smile. "I'd leave to meet more of my team!"

Therwin kept his face neutral, but on the inside, he was starting to worry. Gwenda was putting off too much of a "sheltered house wife" vibe for his tastes. "So, Gwenda, what interested you in the DMFF in the first place?" He steeled himself for the usual First Four Words.

"I just love animals! My kids got me interested in fanfiction back home, and I couldn't believe some of the ways animals are used in the stories, reduced to nothing but plot points, or mindless slaves to the Mary Sue. When I discovered my daughter worked at this place, and there was actually something I could do to help all those sweet, innocent creatures, I just had to!" Throughout her explanation, Gwenda's forced smile had slowly slipped away, leaving a much more serious and determined look in its place.

Therwin nodded, pleased. At the very least, she had more technical knowledge of the fanfiction side of the job than he had expected. "Glad to hear it, Gwenda, and glad to have you on the team."

Gwenda beamed, a much more natural smile this time.

Therwin smiled to himself as they passed the partly open door of a certain RC, though it wasn't such a nice smile. "Say, looks like another member of the team is in. Let's say hello, shall we? Hey, Ashe!" He knocked lightly and pushed it open further.

"What?" demanded a female voice from inside.

Greta brought forth her token forced smile. though it faltered a bit when she saw that the speaker was a somewhat frumpy woman wearing flannel and sitting on a bed, her arms elbow deep in a bucket, in which she appeared to be mixing mud by hand. The woman had all the hair on one side of her head shaved down to fuzz, and the fuzzy part and the longer part were both in shades of blue normally associated with cotton candy.

"Watch for Big Red," said Ashe. "She's on the floor somewhere."

"Gwenda, this is Agent Ashe, who's also Faunal Division."

"That's Awesome Ashe, damn it!"

"That's not an official title," Therwin explained quietly.

"YES IT IS."

"Ashe, this is our division's newest recruit, Gwenda."

"Oh, hey!"

Gwenda, however, was distracted by the four foot lizard that had just emerged from under the bed. It's cales were mostly brick red with some black marbling across its back in no particular pattern. It tasted the air with its tongue, saw (or smelled) the newcomers, and made a beeline for the door.

Gwenda shrank back behind Therwin, who held one foot out between himself and the approaching lizard. Big Red reached them, leaped up, and sank its teeth harmlessly into the leather boot.

"Agh! Motherf-cker," swore Ashe, pronouncing it weirdly, like she was self-censoring the letter "u." The woman jumped up from the bed and hurried over to her lizard, whose jaws seemed absolutely cavernous to Gwenda. They were stretched way open to wrap around the man's shoe.

Ashe picked up Big Red under its arms and gently shook the lizard, growling, "No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o" until the lizard let go. "Jesus," Ashe said, "stop trying to bite people, you're not hungry, you just got fed yester—OH MY GOD." Big red had tried whip its head around and latch on to her arm. Ashe, illogically, turned Big red around until it was nose-to-nose with her. "Don't try to bite me you asshole! I f-cking love you." Big Red licked her nose.

Therwin smiled, while Gwenda continued to look a bit shell-shocked.

Ashe turned and marched her lizard over to a large hole torn in the wall, floor to ceiling, which contained an entire, rough-walled room with a stone pool and branches. The floor inside was still a bit damp with soapy water. "I'm sorry," Ashe said as she walked, "she's just grumpy 'cause I'm cleaning her home and replacing her substrate, so she has to act like a little bitch about it."

"It's fine," Therwin said calmly.

Gwenda began taking in the rest of Ashe's RC. Huge holes had been torn into the walls all around the room, and each one housed some large and bizarre animals. A huge metal rack along one wall was filled with little glass and plastic and wire tanks, decorated with plants and stones and cork-board. Other, larger tanks sat throughout the room, with larger creatures inside. A pink, fox-like animal sat sleeping on the pillow of the bed, where it had been obscured by Ashe when Gwenda had first entered the room. Even the ceiling had somehow been torn into, raising up in a rough cone shape to end in a skylight—Gwenda hadn't been in Headquarters long enough to realize how odd that part was. The cone was filled with tree branches, which served as perches for a collection of modern reptiles,ancient wined reptiles, web-sitting spiders, and one huge bird of paradise that sat way up in the top.

As Ashe rejoined the other agents, Gwenda remarked, "You . . . certainly keep a lot of pets here!"

"Pets?" said Ashe. "Oh, no, I just take care of them. Makes me feel good. Also, they're all just f-cking awesome."

The bird of paradise let out a shrill keen, and Ashe turned her head to reply with a poor imitation. "Daaaaaaaaaaaaw!" She turned back and grinned. "F-cking awesome."

Gwenda stared for several seconds before forcing out an, "I'm sure!"

"Well, we'd better get going," said Therwin.

"Oh, sure thing." Ashe smiled brightly at Gwenda and waved, despite being still next to her. "See you around! Maybe we'll get a mission together someday!"

Gwenda forced her strongest smile yet. "Oh, yes! That would be wonderful!" She backed out of the RC, turned on one heel and started walking swiftly away, leaving Therwin to follow after.

Before he could get too far, however, he heard a quiet, "You f-cking bastard asshole."

He turned back to Ashe. "What?" he asked, his eyebrows raised in mock innocence.

Ashe narrowed her eyes and shook her head, still smiling. "You always bring the newbies by my room."

Therwin shrugged. "They deserve to know what they're getting into."

Ashe chuckled, a low, "Huhuhuhuhuhuh. F-cking bastard."

A/N: Obviously, the question of whether the DMFF needs separate divisions for plant and animal focus doesn't have a place in this thread. Once I'm ready to get this spin-off properly off the ground, I'll bring it up again for the Board to discuss before moving forward.

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