Awesome. I'll still use #CammieDetreyeOC and #JulietThorneOC. I'm going to redo her form soon though. Let's begin rping.

Start:
Juliet Thorne is sitting at her desk, going through the paperwork on the mission. She had the agents in mind for this particular mission and she was currently waiting for those agents to arrive.
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Cammie leaned against the wall outside Aunt Jules office, playing with the click on her pistol, waiting for the other agents to arrive before she entered the office.

Cammie sighs. The Grimore sisters were never on time, but she was used to it by now. "Let's get this over with." She anmouces, pushing the door to the office open and entering it.
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Juliet looks up from the paperwork as her niece and the three other agents enter the office, a smile on her face.

"Hello, agents. How are you all this morning?"

Cammie sat down and rested her feet on the top of the metal desk.

"Small talk is so boring. What's our mission?" She cut straight to the chase. Since she was old enough to go on missions, Cammie was always one to be short and to the point.
Juliet tucks a strand of her graying blonde hair behind her ear, resisting the urge to reprimand her niece in front of the other agents.
She pushes the mission packet towards her niece and other agents.
"There's a drug dealer who is getting a little out of hand." She simply said.

"He's dealing to high school kids?" Cammie asked after reading through the packet.

(sorry for internet comment
My 3ds is acting up)

Julie's face is emotionless as she gathered the paperwork again.

"Right you are, Vincent. That's why your mission will be to take him out before he can deal to anymore teenagers."

Cammie's eyes had a little sparkle in her eyes when she heard they would be taking him out.

"Oh yes. I haven't had a good kill in ages." Cammie said, pulling out her pistol and failing it in her hand.

(that's okay. this reply will be here when you get done)

Julie sighed and frowned. "He's one of the dangerous drug lords in all the US. It'll be difficult to take him out, but with Cammie's help, it'll be a breeze. Take him out and his followers and dealers will be forced to turn themselves over to us."

Cammie stood then, a smirk on her face. "Where can we find this drug lord? And who exactly is he?"

"His name is Thomas Cambridge. You'll find him in Panama City Beach, Florida."

Cammie remained smirking, playing with her gum and thinking of ways to take out the drug dealer.

Julie smiled, knowing these agents would be successful

"You all have been debriefed. Now go do the mission." Julie said calmly, dismissing them. "Oh and Cammie. Demetri will be joining you."

Cammie froze upon hearing the name.

"Why him?" She declared, already on the verge of causing a scene.

"Because he's a good agent and he just so happens to be the agent who's been tailing Cambridge for months." Julie replied in a serious tone.

"I refuse to work with him." Cammie said angrily, clenching her fists.

"You will so as you've been told. You will complete your mission and you will work with Agent Hawkins. That is final
Now go catch your plane to Florida." Julie's tone was firm and Cammie knew there was no arguing.

She stormed out of the office, rage boiling.

(oh I'll reveal it in my next couple posts)

About four hours later, Cammie lay on the beach, surveying the people around her. As soon as she and the other agents landed and stepped off the jet, they were driven to the beach just outside Pier Park.

Cammie stared out at the ocean, enjoying the sun bearing down on her for awhile when a shadow blocked the sun light.

"Cameron DeTreye. My, how long has it been?" She stared up into his piercing blue eyes and handsom face.

"You're blocking the sun, Hawkins." She said through clenched teeth, resisting the urge to punch him in his face.

He chuckled that lovely laugh of his, sitting down on the blanket besides her.

"I see you still haven't changed."
"Aren't you supposedly tailing a drug lord?" She asked, laying back on the blanket suddenly.

"That's why I came to find you. I'm supposed to tell you what I know and assist you on taking Cambridge down." He smirked when Cammie bolted up and glared at him.
"I could take the little weasel out without you. I've always been able to do it without you. I've that much more of a man than you. and I'm a woman"

Hawkins shook the guys hand and smirked at the girl's comments.

"We were engaged once." Hawkins turned to Cammie who looked like she wanted to strangle him.

"Yeah. A huge mistake on my part." Cammie muttered through her rage. "Now, will you tell us what you know or what?"

Hawkins smirked, but went into detail on what he knew.

"So he often goes to Margarita ville?" Cammie asked in awe.
"Yes. He seems to smuggle drugs in with him and hands them off to the teens who pose as his children or niece or nephew. He shoul be there in a half hour."
"Hmm. . . We'll have to figure out a way to life him out back." Cammie thought aloud

//lure

Cammie thinks about it for a moment. "Hmm. That may be the best plan I've ever heard of. And that's counting the time you and I took out that arms dealer, Hawkins."

Hawkins smirked a little, then realised Cammie insulted him.
"Hey! That plan was flawless. Anyways, I agree. This isthe perfect plan. If you two are up to it?" He asks the two girls

Cammie smiled at Scarlette's ethusiasm.
"That's the idea. But I'll be above at the balcony above that restauraunt." Cammie pointed towards the restaraunt that had a large balcony overlooking Pier Park.

"Hmm. Not a bad idea." Hawkins remarked, running a hand through his thick black hair.

"Of course it's not. It's my idea." Cammie smirked. "My idea's on killing targets always were the best."

She turned towards Vincent.

"You'll be helping me. I'm more than postive Cambridge will have backup nearby if anything happens to him. It'll be your's and deucebag here's goal to take them out before they do us."

(just remembered Vincent isn't good with guns. Maybe you could have him set up explosions or combat or something?)

Cammie nods. "That's okay. Just make sure the backup doesn't get any of us. Let's do this."

Cammie stood to her feet, brushing the sand from her.

Hawkins eyes seemed to fill with lust as he took in what she wore.

"You still look good in a bikini." He whispered so only she could hear.

"Oh shut it! I was blending in." With that said, Cammie grabbed her oversized beach bag and rushed off to a bathroom, changing quickly and readying the A-K she had stashed in her bag.

(That's okay. You sleep well. And we can pick this up tomorrow sometime. I'll work on a new Cammie ref in the meantime. Night)

//sprints in Fiamma//
-heavy italian accent-
the flight from sicily was long and tiresome. i do not know where to go from here, this organization sent me very little information upon invitation.
/sits on desks, drinks mocha/

Simon Peters spots the Italian spytjay transfered into there organization. Julie had assigned him to be her handler so he walked over and introduced himself.

"Hello there love. I'm Agent Peters. Your new handler.'