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[open_flame]

"You're really going to do this?  "I'm still not used to the idea of Jack being able to buy and sell his way into pretty much anything he wants. Ever since that day we came to tell Red about Prof. Broom having cancer, Jack had the idea that BPRD needed to be out of the FBI's control. It's true, the bureaucracy of the entire place was not an ideal situation, and since Broom died, things only got worse. I stare at the BPRD building for a few moments after the car stops, almost in a trance until I hear my door open.

"What I mean is", I continue as I step out of the car. " You're sure you want to give Red control of everything?"  The idea has merit I must admit, but Jack doesn't know Red like I know Red. Tom Manning may be the worse director in the entire history of BPRD, but at least he's professional, at least he can defuse the media bomb that Red insists on setting off every few weeks. "You really think he can handle running the show, the WHOLE show?"

This time we have clearance, though I'm not sure how Jack managed to swing that given the fact that he punched Manning in the face last time. I feel my stomach sink as the lift lowers to the basement, the hidden headquarters of BPRD.

"Is it too late to tell you not to go through with it?"  I ask Jack, only half joking.


(posting order is Liz, Jack, Manning. Tag Red in when needed)

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[dr-manning.livejournal.com]

"You can't..." I begin, staring at him, then Elizabeth. "I did what was right for this organization!" I'm shouting, I can see the people walking my my office slow and look in to see what the commotion is. "What's wrong with you? You can't just shove me aside after all my hard work. What kind of a monster are you, cutting off a man's life and livelihood just like that?" I snap my fingers to make my point.

How can this be happening? I did everything by the book, the way it should be done. What went wrong?

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

I'd almost feel bad for Manning. If it wasn't him, of course. Years of treating everyone here, not just the paranormals, like second class people finally caught up to him.

Sure, he has those rare moments of near human behavior, but it was so infrequent that it almost seemed like a joke when it happened.

I want to jump up and defend Jack for some reason. How silly of me, this is his business...buying...thing. I have nothing to do with it. I just hate the idea of Manning treating him like less of a person.

"Manning, you'll be fine." I say with out looking at him. "You can go work for a university or something like that." Those who can't do teach, after all.

[captain-flyboy.livejournal.com]

I school my expression into one of pure calm while inside I am fuming. Monster I may be, but no one, no one deserves to hear words like that out loud.

"I am doing what is best for the organization my friend created," I say, "and I am helping Hellboy gain the position his father wanted him to have."

A sense of pride comes over me that I haven't felt in years and I feel as though Trevor is watching over my shoulder and smiling.

[dr-manning.livejournal.com]

"Fine." I say as I round the desk. My desk. Not anymore, though. Damn it. "I just hope you know what you're in for." I look at him coldly. "Keeping an eye in this lot will be the death of you, I can guarantee you that."

I step away and look down to the girl I watched grow up here. I always wished better for her. She could have been such a wonderful agent if she just stopped being so damned defiant and played the game by the rules. That's really the only way to get ahead, play the game. "Elizabeth, have a wonderful...life." I nod to her.

He's not throwing me out. I'll show myself to the exit.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

I watch Manning stare at Jack, his words almost phrased like a threat. It's so rare to see someone leave here, they usually die or...no, they usually die.

"You, too." I say softly to Manning as he looks down at me. He's looking regretful, which is odd. I've never seen him look like that before. Too little, too late though.

[captain-flyboy.livejournal.com]

I snort at the comment about death, he really didn't do his homework on me if he flippantly could make a comment like that to my face. "I am sorry it had to be this way Dr. Manning, but I simply want what Trevor wanted," I say calmly.

"I hope you will find something better suited to your talents sir," I add respectfully, "you seem like a good and decent man overall."

[dr-manning.livejournal.com]

"No, you're not really sorry. It's fine though. Tom Manning always bounces back." I say as I grab my coat and hat from the coat rack. I always knew this day would come. I just didn't expect it from someone like him.

"Of course I will." I nod at him and smile confidently as I walk out of what used to be my office. "And I am a very decent man. It's a shame you judge so quickly." He'll learn. This place is no picnic.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

I sit quietly and watch them act cordially to each other. I know the both of them want to say something more terrible to the other. Red would have said something terrible. I just hope Myers is man enough to defuse Reds temper when necessary. Of course, all Manning ever did was cower in fear when Red got upset.

"Good Job." I stand and smile at Jack after Manning has left. "You didn't even have to punch him this time." I laugh as I play with his tie. "You look really nice in a suit, you know that?"

[captain-flyboy.livejournal.com]

"I promised you I'd be good didn't I," I tease Liz as she fusses with my tie.

Truth be told I'm glad Manning is gone, it would have been hard enough for anyone on staff to take Red seriously if the guy vouching for him couldn't keep his own temper in tough times.

"I'm glad you happen to like this side of the Captain," I add, "I might tend more of John's social fuctions now that I have a lovely lady to put on my arm."

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

"When Manning is concerned, I worry about anyone, even you." I frown slightly. "Come on, lets go tell everyone the good new." I pause a second. "Or, better yet, let's go get Red and let him tell everyone. Officially."

"If you get an alias for social functions, do I get one, too? " I say trying not to blush as we walk down the hall to Hellboy's room. "I can play the part of sophisticated lady, if you want me to. Of course, I'll need to get more dresses. A sophisticated lady such as myself can't be seen in the same thing twice." I finish, trying not to laugh as we reach Hellboy's room.

(let's go Liz, Jack, Red now)

[captain-flyboy.livejournal.com]

I fall into step with Liz easily. "Hellboy is going to love this," I say, "I just hope everyone does their best to follow his lead, there is only so much I can do to make sure that happens."

[righthanddoom.livejournal.com]

Bumping over