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Hands clenched tighter around a folder of papers that were held against her chest, covering up most of the “R” on her neat Grunt uniform.
Faleen made her way down the familiar path to where the tech room was, the last couple of times she had been down here had been to return things to Agent Hayes, but this time, she was heading into the room to see Elite Agent Seth since she was told he would be in his office.

Walking briskly through the halls until she found herself standing in the door way to the room where the programmers.
Here she paused, taking that moment to peer across the room to the closed door on the other side.
With a sigh the grunt lowered the folder to hold it with one hand at her side, then walked over to the door, and knocked.

“Sir” the grunt greeted respectfully when she opened the door, taking a moment to step in, turn, and carefully close the door once again, before she turned to face the elite.
He seemed to be working; through from the look on his face, it didn’t seem very interested. She’s glad she hadn’t seemed to interrupt him from anything important.

Making eye contact with the elite as she spoke “Good afternoon sir, I’m hoping to submit an application to join your tech department, specifically in robotics, for the new project in drone security. I feel that my skills could be put to good use”
She answered his question, very formally, the folder still at her side.
Despite how composed she tried to keep herself, she was feeling nervous, she had been going over what to say multiple times in the last couple of days.

Faleen took a couple more steps in so she could hand her file over to Seth.
Once it was out of her hands, she folded them behind her back, standing before his desk, her back straightened answering his question.
"I've interned under Dr. Patrick Morgan, at the Camphoreon City Tech Museum, attended seminars held by expert engineers, as well as seminars I've held myself where I had been invited to discuss my work. I was granted a scholarship to the university from the leading company in robotic arms when one of my designs for a combat active robot caught there interest. In the folder are plans and details on different designs and models I have worked on throughout my schooling."
She just high lighted the more significant parts of her Robotics career, not taking in account the competitions she's entered or the different school's she's attended. her application also had a list of projects and specific fields she was most skilled at, being design and building, electrical wiring and power adapting, remote programing and optical feeds, more specifically how adept she was at all of those on the tiny robots.
Her variety also included robots from factory use, stationary single purpose mechanics, humanoid remote controlled ones designed for more complex actions, to a couple of large projects she had been working on that would have no doubt caught the attention of weapon manufacturers.
"I would be certified had I remained in school, where I was starting to become more knowledgeable in AI. But as my resume will show you there isn't anything I can't build, or fix."

This she was confident in, this had been her life since she was five, no one bested her at Robots, and she had made sure to reach that goal for the past fifteen years.

The fact that he had just used the word ‘impressive’ toward her could not have made Faleen happier.
She tried to keep a professional composure, but her joy caused her face to flush a bit, she managed to keep her smile small and dignified.

At the request to see her work, she paused, blinking for a moment, seeming to be caught off guard.
She could bring out the taser? But that would probably not be a good idea right now.
Instead, she reached in her pocket.
“I still have one thing with me Sir” she replied.
What she pulled out looked like a pod of some kind, easily fit in her palm.
Opening it up and rolling it over to drop what looked like a small metal ball onto her palm, and set it down on his desk.
“I made this for my final project to graduate high school” She explained.
Putting her attention back to the pod that had opened up, she made a gesture as if pushing a button.

The moment she did that, the ball was suddenly standing on a set of eight delicate legs, looking very much like a spider, it moved like one to.
With a few more commands from Faleen, entering them into the small controller in her hand, the little micro spider moves fluidly over his desk to face him. She stopped it soon after, then handed him the pod, on the top half of it was small screen that had feedback of what was right in front of the spider, showing an in time video of Seth sitting at his desk. On the sides, were a set on controllers, on either side of an indent where the small balled spider would sit.
“It’s not one of my big projects, but it’s a sample on the kind of micro work I can do” she said,

"In all honesty, to impress authority figures for school." she admired with a half grin, messing with the controls again, making the spider fall back into a ball that she picked up "Show my skill in micro work, mainly in remote control and optical. It has a much better impression then just having a spider running around on a surface. Not to mention the application possibilities. its everything I had to keep in mind while working on the product, what a consumer would be impressed with "
She placed it back into the controller and closed it up safely
"I assure Sir, I'm not abusing the functions of this device in any way."
She had heard enough crude comments in her display of the little robot to get an idea of what most people would imply its use for.
Not that it bothered, or surprised her.

Her eyes widened a little more when he told her where, when and who to report to tomorrow. an overwhelming joy swelled up in her chest,causing her face to flush a little darker.
He had accepted her application. She got to work on Robots again!
"Yes Sir!" she replied, this time unable to hold back a smile.

Though at the mention of 'Past mistakes' Faleen shook her head,
"There most certainly will not be, Sir" she replied, seriously.

Faleen bowed to him when he dismissed her, Straightening back up with a polite, but grateful “Thank you Sir” before she walked to the door to let herself out so he could get back to work.
Closing the door behind her she stood there for a moment, blinking in surprise, cheeks still pink.
She still felt an overwhelming happiness.
Putting a hand over her chest to remind herself to breath the whole time smiling, she moved herself forward, quickly walking out of the lab.
Agent Maxwell at oh eight hundred,

She would have to tell Hayes about this the next time she bumped him.