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They all stood and surrounded him as if he's a kid with two heads but really, he only had one.
He's so late!
Why take him in now?
The boy can't help but look a little shy, but he knows how to carry himself, or else he looks like he does.
"How ye'r doing!" He'd ask. His accent is a nice surprise...
The rest chuckled under his breath. He looks a little confuse; was there something on his face?
"What is it? Whats got you guys chucklin'?"
He looks at Agent Roza's face. She looks like she's having the time of her life giggling.
"Why do you speak like that...?" Agent Jet would ask.
The new boy's lips trembles. So this is what it's about? His accent. He's been warned before by his family, not to be too proud of the way he speaks; not a lot will understand, and when they do, it's usually never nice.
His lips tremble as he began to speak, "I- muuhh.. from- from Aus–" he's too nervous and was taking too long to reply! A hand rudely interrupted his speech when it reached his shoulders, is he getting bullied? he can't tell.
"Let go of your shoulders man." One of the agents inquired. He's not cut out for this!
Agnes wanted to reply but he was cut shortly by another booming voice,
"hey, you leave him alone!" it's Ali! And he seems pretty pissed too.
"Calm down bro. It's not like he'll die because of some teasing." Agent Sam would pinch Agnes's cheeks and Agnes would let out a grumble. First day of being an agent and he's already getting bullied. How wonderful.
However, Agent Ali thinks otherwise. Ali steps in and made everybody take a step back from the new kid. "That may be true but you never know what goes on in somebody's mind. If you keep thinking by yourself, how do you know how the other person feels?" Ali would lend out a hand to Agnes so he can latch onto him to get up. Agnes feels a sense of hope and took Ali's hand, successfully getting up from the ground.
Agnes lets out a deep sigh as he brushed off the dust from his clothes. He listens to the background chatter as they all exchanged guilty glances to one another.
"Ali is right.. we didn't even let the man introduce himself." Agnes assumed that there's at least one person in this room that has a heart and he's grateful for that.
Ali would tap his shoulder and smile, "may you introduce yourself?" He'd ask politely, and how can Agnes say no to that?
Agnes clears his throat and stretched his limbs out. From his sleeves, he tugs on a fabric and pulls out what seems to look like a pen. The agents would surround Agnes and watches closely to see what he has for them.
"i've to impress you mates, ey? Feast your eyes on this!"
Within a blink of an eye, Agnes pulls out his tassel spear that was taller than anybody in the room combined! And it looked expectantly heavier for Agnes. Agnes lets out a sigh as he showcases a his spear technique before he stopped.
The spear between his fingers spun as he lifts. He halted his movements and kicked the weapon before him as it flies toward Agent Sam's face. Agent Sam lets out a yelp and cowardly covered his face, to which he could only feel a wind of dust brushing against his nose.
Sam slowly lifts his head and opens his eyes.. he's amazed. His eyes sparkled at the very neuro agent before him. Such talent in the hands of a underprivileged boy, but Agnes makes it seem relaxing.
Agnes smiled softly and moved his spear out of Sam's face. The rest surrounded them let out a sigh of relief as well as small claps out of amusement for the new kid.
"Gotcha there, didn't I? Sam?" He chuckled.
Rizka would approach Sam and get him to his feet, the utter of the other agents name Rizka can't help but ask— "you two know each other already?"
it is a million dollar question that had everyone in the vicinity in a chokehold. However, Agnes wouldn't answer except for a small smile that crept on his lips and as for Sam, his only reply was a short breath of a chuckle.
"We've never met."