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Myka Tennison: You’re Navin, right? That’s how you pronounce it?
Navin Misra: Navin Misra, sir.
Myka: You don’t have to call me sir.
Navin: You’re my boss, right?
Myka: Yes, but I prefer Myka.
Navin: I’m afraid I can’t do that, sir. I’m sorry, it’s just the way
that I grew up.
Myka: Okay, I can accept that. So, I just wanted to talk to you. The
brass didn’t tell me what experience you have. You’re an expert in
maintenance, is it? Or was it cleaning?
Navin: Maintenance and repair, yes. I used to work in an office
building. It wasn’t just offices. They had a pool, and a gym, and even a
dance studio. To be honest, I never understood what they did. Well, there
were multiple companies, but I think they were kind of related. Anyway, I
picked up a lot of skills there. I’ve had no formal training. One time a
dancer accidentally kicked a hole in the drywall, so I had to figure out how
to fix it. That was back before VidChapp, so trial and error was the name of
the game. As for cleaning, that’s what I did in prison. So yeah, I suppose
you could call me an expert in that too, but it’s really not that hard.
Myka: Okay, great. I’ll really be leaning on your for that, because I
don’t have much experience fixing things. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no
stranger to manual labor, but always after someone teaches me how to do it.
If you’re good at learning on the job, and improvising, that could really
help us around here.
Navin: You’ve done labor? No offense, but how, as a volunteer?
Myka: I’ve held down a few jobs in my day. I didn’t make
all my money from stealing. In fact, I never did it enough to pay for
much. No bank heists for me.
Navin: Wait, stealing? You’re a thief?
Myka: I was. I’m reformed. I’ve gone legit.
Navin: Why would the government hire someone with a—no
offense—checkered past?
Myka: *shrugs* Why did they hire you?
Navin: Because I found out about aliens, and they figured that the
best way to keep me quiet was to pay me.
Myka: Yeah, same here.
Navin: I thought you were the boss.
Myka: The boss? No. A boss—your boss, yeah. But
I don’t intend to abuse my power. We’ll work together; I won’t just tell you
to do everything while I sit in my office all day.
Navin: No, I mean...they put an ex-con in charge of an entire
department? No offense.
Myka: This whole place is a department. We’re in Facilities, which is
known as its own section. There’s also a field agent section, and a
finance section...
Navin: I understand that, I’m just surprised. Does anyone who already
worked for the government work here?
Myka: Reese was a Fugitive agent, and Leonard was a parole officer in
another life. Other than that, no. The majority of us have what you would
call checkered pasts.
Navin: This place is wild. I think I’m gonna need a nap to wrap my
head around it.
Myka: Cool. I’ll show you the Chambre de Sieste that I made behind
the break room.
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