" your mission, should you choose to accept it "
"should I accept to help you kill an innocent life or betray my own?"
[ethan hunt x oc]
[mission impossible]
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One simple movement can cause so much damage, you watch closely. At everything, they're doing. You evaluate, ask questions, then proceed with the plan. Sometimes the question part gets left out. This is the thing that breaks trust. The human mind tricking us into thinking we can escape from everything. One cigarette can be harmless, or suspicious. One gun can be self-defence or a violent weapon. Everything you do affects the way the plan works, it affects the way people see you. It affects the way they see you, hear you, define you, trust you. That trust can save millions of peoples lives, the impulse can save that friend; with a gun to their head. No one enjoys the impulse part of this job. Sometimes it can result in a scenario that is much worse. This is the step that helps break our hearts.
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BENJI DUNN the most awkward, amazing, redhead in the field. Scarlett didn't usually see any of the hackers or whatever the IMF called them. Scarlett was all fieldwork. During Scarlett's training, she had gotten to know one person in particular. Benji Dunn was always in the office, either gaming on his computer or helping spies with unauthorized missions. They didn't become friends, they just talked once. Though Scarlett did give him the Ghost Protocol files once, she didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. The files never came back so that was a relief, she didn't have to worry about the neatness or anyone finding out. Scarlett actually admired Benji a little. Benji had the personality, he could light up a room as soon as he walked in; or he could piss everyone off. It depended on how the mission was going.
"Ah," Dunn reached out his hand as Scarlett shook it, "Detective Scarlett Abrams."
"Detective Dunn," Scarlett said with a smile.
Dunn moved about the room searching for computers, cords, chargers. Meanwhile, Abrams stood central to the room, not sure of what she could do. Scarlett was thankful, Benji had convinced Hunt to untie her. Scarlett was almost free, but she knew she would never be able to leave. Ethan sat down on a chair, this time normally. It wasn't that douchebag sit Scarlett had always hated. His hand felt the little stubs on his chin, rubbing back and forth. Ethan's sharp eyebrows distracted Scarlett; they were so bushy, as well as his brown shortish hair; which Scarlett imagined her fingers running through.
"You two know each other?" Ethan guessed.
"Yes," Benji said, his hands roughly packing all the hardware drives, and things into a box that were easy to carry, "before my field test."
"So why am I here?" Scarlett questioned.
The crimson-haired nerd looked towards Scarlett then looked at Ethan, Benji's eyebrows were furrowed and he started to look furious. Yet he stayed calm, maybe he was even frustrated.
