Captian
Meteorite
- Joined
- Nov 3, 2013
- Location
- 20 inches from my computer screen
Hansel and Gretel are twins, who were orphaned at a young age, growing up only having each other until the agency took them to help train them. The sister uses her great looks to seduce and gather info from the targets, while the brother is more stealthy and gathers intelligence remotely. The two deeply care for each other, and the brother even sometimes becomes jealous of the men she gets with. However, the two have their own time together. They are always paired up, given they are the organization's best team. The two would often be having to switch locations as well, running from those trying to find them out. Being well known has its problems, especially from counter-spy organizations. They get to go to many countries and places, all at their agency's pay.
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Gretel is tall with womanly curves and honey curls of hair. Her eyes are hazel, changing from shades of green and blue all the time. They had just finished a mission in China and were relocating to a small city in Italy where they could take a day to themselves while they awaited their next mission not too far away in Rome. On most occasions when they were off duty, Gretel would let her hair fall on her shoulders in a comfortable manor although with them being so close to the location of their next objective, she wore a wig with a black bob. One thing she could do without was having her face appear on every security camera between the two destinations.
They had just took their seats on a plane only moments ago. It was seven when the plane took off and the plan was to arrive in Avezzamo early morning. Their seats were in the back of the plane and each row had three seats. All there was was a teenage boy with headphones sitting by the window, his parents and younger sister sat in the row in front of Hansel and Gretel. Gretel much preferred the kid over any of the other seat buddies as choices like the old lady who talks so much her dentures fall out, or the fat man eating wings in the sixth row. Of course she could complain about everyone on this plane. She hated to travel, or do anything for that matter, with anyone other than her twin brother.
Gretel smiled and hooked her arm around her brother's "If we get any extra time we should take a little tour of Vatican City. The gardens are supposed to be very pretty this time of year, or perhaps sit in on a mass for once in our lives." A small laugh came from her "Or not. We may be punished with hell-fire for corrupting the holy city. But I don't mind being punished all that much."
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Gretel is tall with womanly curves and honey curls of hair. Her eyes are hazel, changing from shades of green and blue all the time. They had just finished a mission in China and were relocating to a small city in Italy where they could take a day to themselves while they awaited their next mission not too far away in Rome. On most occasions when they were off duty, Gretel would let her hair fall on her shoulders in a comfortable manor although with them being so close to the location of their next objective, she wore a wig with a black bob. One thing she could do without was having her face appear on every security camera between the two destinations.
They had just took their seats on a plane only moments ago. It was seven when the plane took off and the plan was to arrive in Avezzamo early morning. Their seats were in the back of the plane and each row had three seats. All there was was a teenage boy with headphones sitting by the window, his parents and younger sister sat in the row in front of Hansel and Gretel. Gretel much preferred the kid over any of the other seat buddies as choices like the old lady who talks so much her dentures fall out, or the fat man eating wings in the sixth row. Of course she could complain about everyone on this plane. She hated to travel, or do anything for that matter, with anyone other than her twin brother.
Gretel smiled and hooked her arm around her brother's "If we get any extra time we should take a little tour of Vatican City. The gardens are supposed to be very pretty this time of year, or perhaps sit in on a mass for once in our lives." A small laugh came from her "Or not. We may be punished with hell-fire for corrupting the holy city. But I don't mind being punished all that much."