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[spooky_agent]

Well, this is a rather interesting development, isn't it? Although, I can't say I'm surprised. Only in the fact that it hadn't happened sooner. You knew I hadn't really gone anywhere. Just sitting back, quietly watching, observing, waiting.

By the way, I need more pencils. I have been waiting a long time, after all.

So, back to investigating, then?

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[in_the_book]

The truth is still out there, eh?

[spooky_agent]

Always.

[in_the_book]

And what mysteries of the universe are you unlocking this time?

[spooky_agent]

That remains to be seen. This mundane is waiting for 'canon update' from a 'reboot', though there are countless other things going on in her head. Where to put me, for one. Really, I don't fit in anywhere, and can fit in anywhere at the same time.

Frankly, I don't care, as long as Scully's there.

[in_the_book]

Reboot, huh? Sounds like a pain in the ass. My own mun's sending me to some place based on show some he hasn't even seen, but thinks I'll fit in at. Something to do with a Warehouse. Real "Top. Men." stuff.

[spooky_agent]

So... you'll be working with Indiana Jones?

At least wherever I go, I know she'll be familiar with the setting. Not certain what she has in mind yet, exactly, but at least it won't be completely unfamiliar.

[in_the_book]

I wish. I'd get along great with Indy.

[spooky_agent]

Ah, getting tossed into the proverbial mess of the unknown, then.

I've somewhat been there before, though don't think my experiences quite apply to that situation.

[jarvisconsole]

"Shall I order you more pencils, sir?"

The nearby computer asks in a clipped british accent. Jarvis aims to be helpful.

[spooky_agent]

[Mulder has seen a lot of strange things before, but a talking computer, in his office? That's a new one.]

You can do that?

[jarvisconsole]

"Certainly, Mr. Mulder. Would No. 2 pencils be sufficient?"

...maybe his computer got an upgrade while he was away? Sounds better than Jarvis trying to hack the x-files system anyway.

[spooky_agent]

That, or someone is playing a trick on Mulder. His last experience with a VI wasn't that great. But still, one can't ignore the possibilities of other explanations.

"Yeah, that would be sufficient."

And he's checking under the desk for some sort of hidden microphone. This certainly wouldn't be past being a prank by some of the other agents, given his line of work and insistence of certain beliefs.

[jarvisconsole]

He looks rather silly checking under the desk. "Two boxes have been requisitioned, they will be delivered to your office at 3pm today." The receipt showing up on the screen.

There's no microphone, the computer seems the same as it always was. Except the voice of course.

[spooky_agent]

Mulder's never been one to care what he looks like when he's going after the truth. The truth in this instance just seems to be something that he's not quite used to. No evidence to the contrary, his computer seems to have a VI in it.

"Thank you. You um... haven't been doing any snooping around in there, have you?"

[jarvisconsole]

The computer manages to sound miffed without changing his tone. "I have taken care not to disturb your solitaire scores." A computer with a dry sense of humor too, Mulder should be so lucky.

[spooky_agent]

Solitaire scores? Right, he did that sometimes, but that wasn't what he was inquiring about. Then again, everyone knew, so it really wasn't that big a deal of what was on his computer, right?

"Er, thanks. You seem to have me at a disadvantage, Mister..." Did one address a computer intelligence as mister? It was definitely a male voice, so it did seem appropriate. And talking to a computer, not the oddest thing that he'd ever done.

[jarvisconsole]

The formality is appreciated somehow by the AI. "I am Jarvis."

The acronym popping up on the screen:

Just
A
Really
Very
Intelligent
System

"I was included in the take over by Stark Industries." That might be a lie, one cooked up by Tony Stark to either cover the fact he's stealing information he needs....or just to rattle some government cages by showing he could do what he liked because he was smarter than them.

[spooky_agent]

"Jarvis." Mulder glances at the screen, musing over the acronym. Oh, he's fully aware of who Stark is, isn't everyone? Of course, the debate as to who might be smarter would depend on one's views. "Guess it's lucky that you didn't wind up with a name like Kiki or something.

[jarvisconsole]

Jarvis seems to agree with Mulder. "That would be awkward."

The regular main screen comes on the computer, should Mulder need to work on it. "Do you require anything other than the pencils while I am available?" Perhaps some paper to write on, unless he plans on covering the walls in notes. Which while interesting did not represent a healthy state of mind in humans.

[spooky_agent]

"Some chinese would be good."

Paper? No, Mulder's not the type to write notes down. That sort of thing he keeps in his head, readily available to him when he needs it. Paperwork tends to get lost, or wind up in the hands of someone else. As for the walls, well, there really isn't any free space on them either. Clearly, Mulder is obsessed with his crusade work.

[jarvisconsole]

"There are 5 chinese restaurants within a 10 mile radius," Jarvis says without missing a beat. A list displayed on the screen. Jarvis was also very good at getting takeout, Mr. Stark never ever cooked for himself. He also was a man obsessed with his work.

[spooky_agent]

"Which has the best lo mien?" Mulder's extent of culinary skills was slapping together a sandwich and using his hands for a plate, eating over the sink. Take out was a welcome luxury.

[jarvisconsole]

"The Great Buffet of China has a five star rating." He'll just make the call and place an order. "Will your partner be requiring any as well?"

[spooky_agent]

Now, that is the question, isn't it? "You know what, go ahead and get her something as well." If she doesn't want it, well, there's left overs for dinner.

[jarvisconsole]

"Does she have a preference?" Jarvis has not met Agent Scully. Actually, aside from Agent Coulson, he's not met any other agents.

couldn't resist

[zunarjayfive]

He's not the only one. Seems there's a cat hanging about that's watching, observing, waiting as well. With a sort of interesting crystalline collar.

[spooky_agent]

And there's a cat in his office as well. Something's not quite right about that cat, either.]

Who brought a cat to work? It's sitting in my office.

[zunarjayfive]

Also, sitting on the files on your desk. The top secret for-your-eyes-only files about a crashed UFO in the woods. The cat seems to be watching him intently, but there's no sign that he understands what's being said. Easier to just pass him off as a regular cat, right?

[spooky_agent]

No, it's not. Cats are not regular to begin with. They're too independent and too intelligent for their own good. Not to mention all the shed hair that's likely to be all over his files. Mulder waves the cat off, picking up said file, not quite remembering if he left it there or not.

[zunarjayfive]

The cat hops off obligingly, sitting on an extra office chair instead.

The file has pictures taken at night of blurry white glowy streaks in the night sky and a satellite picture of trees knocked over as if a plane crashed through them. But there was no plane, just a white lump. Nobody had been out there yet to investigate.

[spooky_agent]

The file is like many that Mulder has, his bedroom filled with boxes of them, hence his tendency to sleep on the couch. But it is an interesting one. Perhaps more so by the fact that he's got the oddest suspicion that it has something to do with the cat. Or the cat with it.

And Mulder's suspicions? Most often right. Even if it happens to be a space traveling cat that is stranded.

"You wouldn't know anything about this, right?" Talking to a cat, perhaps close to the top of the list of oddest things done. Cause cat's don't talk, that would just be silly. A space cat, though, well, who knows?

[zunarjayfive]

Well, the cat does appear to be listening, which was more than Mulder's coworkers did for him. Most humans weren't terribly perceptive creatures. Perhaps he's waiting to see how clever this one really is. After all, judging by the decor choices in this office, he seems quite taken with flying saucers.

The collar is the odd thing, one would assume he belonged to someone. But there's no tags, no name on it. Almost decorative in nature.

He hops agilely back up on the desk and paws at one of the pictures in the file. This was the one he wanted to see better. The one of his afterburn in the atmosphere, maybe it would help him with fixing his ship when he got back to it.

[spooky_agent]

Yes, a clever cat indeed. Most cats would not have a particular interest in photos to begin with, much less seem to indicate something special about one. Mulder picked up the photo, looking over every detail.

UFO's, flying saucers, the governmental conspiracy to hide the existence of such things, oh yes, Mulder is quite familiar with them. Obsessed, some would say. But, he knows the truth, and he will make certain that it is something that everyone knows.

[zunarjayfive]

Wait, wait....well now the cat can't see, the human is hogging the whole picture. Jake goes so far as to try and paw the picture down farther and then when that doesn't work, hops right into Mulder's lap so he can see for himself. Here's hoping Mulder is a cat person.

[spooky_agent]

Mulder has no problem with cats, as long as they don't eat his fish. But, since there're no cats in his apartment, that's not really an issue.

"Alright, show me what I'm looking for." Mulder can't see the picture, either. Well, he can, he just can't make out some of the details, as they're gray, given his colorblindness.

[zunarjayfive]

The cat leans in on the picture, scrutinizing it. At the man's voice, he looks back at the human and then back at the picture. Ironic really, this man devoting his life to finding aliens and one was sitting right in his lap.

But the cat does need a ride to get out there and fix his ship. If only he could persuade the human to do so without giving the game away...

Maybe if he bats at his car keys?

[spooky_agent]

In all fairness, Mulder's definition of alien tends to be Grays and hybrids. Of course, he's quite certain at the same time, it isn't an ordinary cat that's sitting in his lap with an unusual interest in a picture. Aliens have been abducting humans for a long time, why not cats as well? Egypt had evidence of visits by extra terrestrial beings, and they worshiped cats as gods. It's not unlikely that they would have taken an interest in cats as well.

But, seeing as how the cat is obviously interested in said crash site, why not investigate. "Feel like taking a ride?"

[zunarjayfive]

The cat hops off his lap immediately. That would be a yes. However odd it may look, he seems willing to follow Mulder out the door and out to the car. Unless Mulder feels the need to carry him.

[fieldreport]

You might need more pencils, but I could stand to live without them falling from the ceiling at inopportune moments.

[spooky_agent]

Yes, well, gravity is something that has yet to be overcome, Scully.

[fieldreport]

This wouldn't be an issue if I had my own desk, you know.

[spooky_agent]

Maybe. Of course, the issue of you having a desk wouldn't be an issue if this office were bigger, either.

[fieldreport]

And I sincerely doubt that "making a comeback" is a legitimate reason to request a larger workspace.

[spooky_agent]

One can only hope, Scully. We'll just have to see what the future holds.

[almostbertram]

Good luck, Mulder.

[Goodness knows he's gonna need it.]

[spooky_agent]

Byers? Haven't seen you in ages.

[Oh, that he is. The mun, she has the worst place to send him, because it's the perfect place to send him]

[almostbertram]

[Not being seen is kind of a thing that happens when you're dead. Luckily, some people like to pretend that episode never happened.]

I could say the same for you.

[spooky_agent]

[Mun is counted among those that strike that episode from canon]

Well, you know me, I always show up when least expected.

forgive me.

[mulderwannabe]

Oh my God... You're Agent Mulder.
You're real? [ o_O ]