Director's Origins

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It had been a week since the whole fake interview fiasco. Following that Conner had learned that the building was really an undercover area where they seemed to rope in recruits so he wasn't the first one. Jones had given him a week to sort things out, pack up, and figure out what to tell his family as to why he was going to become more absent at events and in general really.

That was the hard part, he wasn't one who really lied, especially to his family. It just wasn't who he was, but of course, he had to when joining the CIA. So by thinking about it, he had to come up with at least something.

It wasn't the best but he settled on just saying that his work was to take him out of state. That they were to provide living space and everything. It was pretty bad but seemed to work and they all bought into it. They were probably skeptical, sure, however, they were preoccupied in their minds anyway.

Conner was never really far from home for too long. In fact, he was still living at home with his parents and little brothers. Which wasn't uncommon nor bad at all. Other priorities got in the way and moving out wasn't an option just yet. All until right now that is.

"Y'know you don't have to do this. You can work somewhere else that'll keep ya in state."

Conner's mother started out while helping to make sure he had everything he needed.

"I know but c'mon I've been workin' hard for this, lemme have it."

Not another word came from his mother, but she nodded in an understanding manner. It wasn't like he was a child anymore anyway so him heading off on his own, despite so young and impressionable still made some sense. There was a hell of a lot for him to learn ahead and he believed he was ready for all of it.

Once everything was placed where it needed to be, Conner said goodbye to his family, letting them know that he loved them and away he went. On foot, he went across to the subway stations and headed down. Waiting for the correct train that Christina told him and got on. As he sat there the nerves began to kick in again.

/Now/ it was starting to feel real. This was something that was happening in real life right before his eyes and none of it made any sense. A regular kid, or so he believed, was now recruited into one of the most elite agencies of all time. They said they needed him and only said that he was 'special' when explaining why. That was starting to wear on him the more he thought about it, so he did his best to let that slip his mind.

The train had finally come to a halt and Conner pushed himself up on his feet and exited with the others. Making it back up he looked around until he found the building Christina explained to him about. Due to him being so nervous he walked rather quickly. All until he reached the block the building was on.

Slowing his pace as he made it right in front of the building. Big rounded hazel eyes staring right up at the massive skyscraper before him. This was it, it was all happening right now.

Inhaling a large breath, Conner walked over to press the intercom as instructed saying that he was there. Christina came through the line and told him to enter. After the word 'enter' was let out the doors automatically opened up and Conner hesitantly walked inside.

Once inside Conner immediately felt out of place. The place was huge and opened spaced. The floors were so polished you could see your reflection, in the center, was a gigantic blue rug that had the words 'Central Intelligence Agency' across the circumference.

The desks were about five feet tall and wrapped around the corners of the walls. The windows were so long they touched the floor, there were cameras on every corner of the top of the walls. And behind the desks were flatscreens mounted on the walls that showed off every angle. Everything was so high end and extravagant, not to mention /huge/. It made Conner feel out of place and small.