Under Cover Guardians (for BabyGirlClaire)

[diceroller4]

"Couldn't Cecil have had us leave from somewhere closer," Amanda complained after what felt like the hundredth hour of driving. She's like to say the whiny quality in her voice was purely her getting into character but she had never been the most patient person. Growing up a pretty, rich girl who always got what she wanted tended to have that effect.

The long drive in the tight quarters of the moving van's cab was not her idea of fun, made only worse by the lack of any of her usual ways to make the ride better. She wasn't sure what she had been thinking when she was agreed to this undercover operation but looking back she probably should have taken longer to consider before she agreed. Now she couldn't enjoy a smoke or a drink until the whole operation was over. At least not without putting both herself and her partner in a dozen different kinds of dangers.

She couldn't even offer to take a shift driving like someone her age might normally. While she might be twenty five to an outside observer it would be insane to see her behind the wheel of anything bigger than a bumper car. She let out a small snort at the idea of what a cop might say after pulling them over. No doubt Cecil would have an aneurism at having to have them picked up from jail before they ever got to their destination. Hell knowing that asshat he might just leave them there.

"Please tell me we're almost there," she grumbled pulling out the phone she had gotten only minute before they had hit the road. Of course it didn't look new on the surface, making her wonder just who's job it was to give the device the smattering of scratches and dents that would make it seem like something a preteen had owned for some time. The phone was no where near as nice a model as she was used to either, but then again she had grown up in very well off and in more recent days had benefited from both her parents continued funding and a generous Guardian's salary.

There was only two numbers currently saved in her phone, one for her partner in this operation and another for their handling disguised as being some distant relative, cutting her off from her usual friends. She had spent much of the ride messing with the device for a distraction but there was only so long she could distract herself with the phone when someone had gone the extra mile add all the child security features one would expect from parents who didn't let their kid anywhere near social media, the easiest way to explain her not having any presence there. Luckily it did have a map app though and a quick check showed they should in fact be reaching the town limits soon. From there it wouldn't be far at all to the new housing community that contained their eventual destination.

[BabyGirlClaire]

"Ugh, god I wish," Rae said, glancing towards Amanda for a brief moment before putting her eyes back on the road. She had to wake up early for this mission, and she was not enjoying putting so much mental energy into driving for hours and hours, being worried about missing a turn. Thankfully Donald gave her a plastic bag with canned coffee inside to help her out. She put an empty can in the bag and pulled out a new can, putting it between her legs as she used one hand to open it. After taking a swig, Rae put the can in the cup holder. "You're whinging? Try being me, the driver," Rae yawned.

When Rae took this job, she thought that it would be quite easy. She thought it'd practically be a vacation, a break from her duties as a member of the Guardians of the Globe. But instead, she found that it was much more work than she had thought. She should have known, it was never easy with Cecil. She glanced at her phone, also given to her by the GDA, propped up on a stand, showing her GPS. Her phone, unlike Amanda's was perfectly normal as far as phones go. It was mostly scratch-less, and it had no restrictions like Amanda's did; if anything, it looked like her usual phone. She sighed in relief, as the GPS said that they were only a few more turns away. "Almost there, thank god," Rae said, putting more pressure onto the gas pedal, eager to get the drive done with.

After a few turns, Rae pressed down on the breaks, slowly stopping at a large gate with a booth dividing the entry gate and the exit gate. Rae rolled down her window, took off her seat belt and leaned out the window. "Uhhhh, Rachel Whitaker," Rae called to the speaker, using the fake last name assigned to them, "Here with Amanda. Uh, Whitaker." She waved her fake ID in front of the camera attached to the speaker. The speaker let out a beep in confirmation and the gate began to open. Rae leaned back in and redid her seat belt, and so Rae and Amanda would start their assignment as the vehicle pulled into the gated community.

Slowly driving past the houses searching for theirs, Rae soon pulled into a cul-de-sac, arriving at their house. Rubbing sleep from her eyes, she turned off the vehicle and hopped out of the van, and she went to the back to grab their luggage. They thankfully were not carrying too much, as all they had were clothes, many given to them by the GDA. They also carried some essential items such as silverware and plates, a laptop, and hygiene products. The biggest thing they needed to carry in was a box containing a large flat-screen television, also provided to them by the GDA- likely a surveillance device no doubt. They were only able to bring a few personal belongings, and even those needed to be approved for the assignment. Rae walked up to the front door and unlocked the door, keeping it open for them to carry in their stuff.

"Here, help me with some of this stuff," Rae called to Amanda, deciding to handle the flat-screen before the rest of the boxes. She could not wait to go inside and collapse on the sofa, should Cecil allow her to rest. Oh, who was she kidding? Of course he was not going to let her rest like that.

[diceroller4]

Amanda snorted at Rae's comment about her whining. She gave the older girl a look that spoke more than words how much she wished she could be the driver. She might have asked for some of the coffee for herself but she had half hoped she might doze off to make the drive go faster.

The announcement that they were almost there had her visibly relaxing for a moment but she couldn't help tensing up when they had to get through the gate. Luckily there wasn't any issue, making her feel a bit silly for thinking there would be. As if some rent-a-cop would be diligent enough to see through cover identities made by Cecil's people.

"Finally," Amanda called out when the vehicle had come to a stop. She hopped out as well and moved to get those bag which wouldn't be suspicious for her to carry. She immediately spotted the bags that were meant to be hers, wincing at the characters decorating them. She really hoped none of the clothes within were similarly adorned or she might be in trouble should anyone she met be an actual fan and expect her to know anything about the show.

"Err are you sure we aren't going to drop that," she asked looking at the box. She lowered her voice and leaned a bit closer. "I can't exactly just, you know." She made a vague gesture with her arm she hoped Rae understood to mean transforming. Not being able to handle the heavy lifting, at least where any one might see, was going to be annoying. Still she moved to grab one side of the box cautiously.

[BabyGirlClaire]

Rae shook her head, "Eh, tons of people do this without turning into monsters," Rae said, "We just take it slow and watch our steps." She lifted up the other end and slowly made her way to the door. Once they got it in, she was free to push it across the wooden flooring and into the living room. When Rae returned to the van, she saw Amanda's bags and let out a brief laugh. "Looks like binge-watching might be a part of your assignment too," Rae teased Amanda.

Rae was grateful to have been a relatively blank slate, and her cover had little to no restrictions. The only big restriction was that she was Amanda's older sister, and that she was taking care of her as a legal guardian. Amanda, on the other hand, seemed to have lots of restrictions regarding her cover, and Rae was not at all jealous of that.

The rest of the boxes were a breeze to unload, and soon she locked the van. She put the left over coffee cans in the fridge and threw away the empty ones. She should have begun unpacking, but she was so tired that she instead opted to collapse on the sofa with a loud groan. She didn't even take off her shoes. Unpacking could wait for her, so she decided to do some less physically taxing stuff like personalizing her new phone so that it wasn't entirely empty. Personalizing... Rae then propped herself up and remembered something, "Hey, didn't we have rooms?"

Rae rolled off the couch and went up the stairs opening up one of the doors. She looked inside and saw a queen sized bed, a desk, a dresser, and a closet- empty of course. The walls were painted a light green and had plush carpet flooring. It needed some personalizing, but Rae wasn't unhappy with what she assumed was her room. "Oh, dibs," Rae called.

[diceroller4]

Amanda snorted but did her part to get the tv in far enough that Rae could do the rest. She did blush a bit however at the teasing and grabbed the bag with a grumpy look. "Oh fuck off," she grumbled although there was no bite to it. "God I'm not sure which is worse, if this is actually popular and I have to pretend to care or if it's not and I'll have to deal with little shits trying to give me a hard time about it."

By the time they were done unloading Amanda's arms and legs were getting tired, making her feel acutely aware of how long it had been since she had really done much in the way of working out in her human form. Seeing Rae collapse onto the couch she flopped into a recliner herself that seemed to almost swallow her up in it's overly plush cushions. She really had gotten used to only really needing to do physically demanding things when transformed. Hopefully with the moving done though she could put it out of her mind and not worry about it coming back to bite her later.

"Yeah pretty sure," she said with a groan. "Or else I'm going to have some things to say to someone if we don't." She reluctantly, and with surprising difficulty due to just how much she had sunken into the chair, got up and followed. Hearing Rae call dibs from the master bedroom she rolled her eyes, just imagining the impression it would give if the kid in the house had the master bedroom rather than the adult.

Putting those thoughts aside she moved on to the next room and took a look inside.
It was... not as bad as it could have been. The place wasn't covered in Disney princesses or anything at least. She had to give whoever was in charge credit for detail work. Had she not known any better she would have thought that the four poster canopy bed and the matching dresser, desk, and night stand had been owned for a while. The bedding and few posters on the walls didn't quite match the style of the furniture however, giving the impression that the furniture had been bought when she was much younger and was still being used despite her tastes changing slightly with age.

[BabyGirlClaire]

Rae's plans to rest was swiftly interrupted with a text message from their handler. Rae groggily adjusted her eyes and read aloud, "Finish unpacking. Unpack the television first." Rae groaned in exasperation, so the television was a surveillance device after all, and probably a means for the GDA to message them, much like the large screen from HQ. Stretching her arms she practically rolled out of bed and went back downstairs, unboxing the television with a box cutter.

"Amanda! Help me out with some of these boxes," Rae called, leaving the boxcutter on one of the boxes for Amanda. She carried the television and set it atop the TV stand, plugging the respective cables into the walls. She then moved on to her clothes, carrying the boxes up to her room and lazily leaving it at that. On the way back down, she glanced into Amanda's room. "Hm, could be worse," she shrugged.