Sleepy-eyed and bored, "-any reason to why someone may impersonate the Watcher?" white teeth pressed against a pen, "-sir," the officer, or so it seemed by the outfit, rose her chin and slowly tapped her desk. "Sir, I don't have all day," her body shifted and looked behind the expressionless guest. He, without so much a word say, turned for the door and moved. "Resistance is a matter to be tried under the Elemental Guardians," memories of stronger beings whelmed, a sinking sensation grabbed his chest, he flip and stormed her desk, "-DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?"
A single strand of hair buckled, "-no?" came a sarcastic expression," -that's why you and I are here, hello, are you right in the head, sir?"
"You little pes-" the door widened, "-let the man go," came a supervising officer.
"Has yet paid his fee."
