Boondocks~~Teens No More

4) The Lady In White

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After waking up before his whole team, Huey walks through the halls to the agency's gym. Every A.C.L.O.J base around the world has one; agents must keep fit. Huey preferred going to the gym in early hours before it got crowded with trainees. He hated been stared at, he didn't ask for the attention. After walking inside, Huey frowns when he sees a few agents, maybe three or four. He just sighs before walking to the weights where someone already is, somebody he recognises.

Kiara sits on a bench wearing a black tank top and gym shorts. She lifts the largest weight with one hand and doesn't notice Huey move there as she does. Huey could tell by the muscle on her arm and the muscle showing underneath her tank top that she took work outs as seriously as he did. She still had the body men drooled over, except now she was a bit on the muscular side.

"Hey, Huey," she says without looking up.

Huey raises an eyebrow. "How'd you know it was me?"

"The sound of your footsteps," she answers blandly, "And the speed at which you were taking your steps."

".....you need hobbies."

"I do have hobbies, okay?" Kiara switches arms, "Saving the world. Protecting innocents."

Huey rolls his eyes as he puts his towel away. "So. How's it with you and Taylor?" He grabs a bigger weight and sits down on the other end of the bench.

Kiara rolls her eyes. "Don't get me started. Maybe I should just stay single, I'm not compatible with anyone."

Huey wonders. Caesar and Tina had gotten married two years ago, it was an early marriage and they even had Tyrone. But they got divorced. Huey thought they were perfect, but he guesses this proves that things aren't always as they seem. "That's not possible," Huey tells her, "Everyone has a compatible partner."

"Huey, I'm tired of looking." She sighs as she puts the weight down and wipes her sweat with her towel.

"Then don't search. Let him go to you."

Kiara glances at him. "Whatever you say, love expert. So how's my nephew?"

Classic move changing the topic, Huey thinks. "He's not your nephew."

"Then how come whenever I see him he calls me Aunty Ki?"

"I dunno. Jazmine probably told him to."

"Then--"

"Shut up and lift some weights."

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The team used jets when travelling to far places and used helicopters when travelling to mission areas. In this case they sit in a dark jet. Riley texts as he looks down at his screen and Cassandra sits next to him, looking out the window. Behind them, Huey and Kiara sit opposite each other, playing chess. The twins sit across them, sharpening their weapons.

"Ay, Huey," Riley calls, "Apparently Caes is in L.A. We gon see him?"

Huey multi tasks as he thinks of his next move. "Sure. We can't all go pick her up."

Matt looks over at the others. "They said she's in a penthouse, right? What's our excuse to get past reception? We can't walts in there and go, 'Hey were secret agents here to pick up a witness.'"

Cass yawns. "Maybe we can fake a police I.D?"

Mike shakes his head. "No. She made it clear when she said she wants nothing to do with the cops. She doesn't think they'll protect her well enough."

"Then how?"

Riley smirks. "Can't ya'll dumbasses see? We got our entry ticket right here." He points at Kiara and Cassandra.