Per 
Yellow Coat, Black Eye-patch.
That’s what I was told when I asked what he looked like, wasn’t even given a first name. I guess I was given more than enough to figure it out myself, there can’t be that many Yellow Coats with a shiny level four key-card in Site-77, now can there be?
Just then my thinking is interrupted by a guard opening the door, I was so lost in my thoughts I didn’t even notice we were here. I get out of the back of the truck and am blinded for a short few seconds while my eyes adjust, I take a look around, from the way they were describing the guy, this doesn’t seem like the kind of place they would be, but then again, I suppose you don’t get much of a choice, I know that quite well.
Suddenly my eye is caught by a man wearing a dusty and faded yellow coat approaching, wearing a black eye-patch with a scar going through the side of it, looking at his watch while biting his thumb nail on his other hand, before looking back up at me, a furrowed brow and frustration in his eyes.
“Do you have any idea how late you are?” the man holds out his hands in front of him as he speaks, moving them around to seemingly emphasize his points.
“I apologize Sir…” I stumble on my words, quickly correcting myself “Dr…Mare, a change in route had to be made as there was worry of disruptions on the originally planned route.”
He sighs, pulling a flask off his side and unscrewing it, taking a swig of it, before replacing it at his side, I take note of the cleanliness of the flask, finding it odd in comparison to the dustiness of the rest of his clothing. “Damn logistics…” he coughs a little from the dust around, waving a hand in front of his face, before continuing “Anyways, no matter, we have absolutely no time to waste, come with me immediately.” he turns, and starts to walk before I can even get a word out, going back to biting his nail.
After quickly catching up and falling into line with him, I notice the height difference, the man hunches himself slightly, but even not taking that into account he is quite short. “Not to be a brown noser sir but…are you allowed to have alcoholic beverages while working?”
“Absolutely not” the man snorts, straightening himself as he grabs his flask again, taking another drink, as I just stare at him, unsure whether or not he’s joking or not. He then just looks at me, tilting his head. “Ah, I see.” he blinks a few times, putting his flask away as they arrive where they’re going, entering the room which seems to be a meeting room, he takes a seat at the head of the table while I sit in the middle, the room being empty other than just the two of them. The man, or Mare, starts flipping through slides of a man wearing some sort of combat gear, his face covered by a helmet lit by LED lights.
“This, my good friend…is “Dr.” Adam Ranger.” he does air quotation marks in the air when he says Dr. “Or also known as Dr. Suicide” he says Dr. Suicide in a mocking tone, dripping with sarcasm. “An employee here at Site-77 currently, but has been to facilities all over. Somehow has level 3 clearance for his “Great Work”” once again with the air quotes, how curious.
“I don’t quite understand, what is the problem?” I say with a tilt of my head, watching as he flips through slides of blurry pictures of this person, none of the pictures high quality.
“He’s been transferred here just this week, he’s been a constant thorn in my side my whole career, always been just in reach of finding real evidence to get him for all the stuff he does, yet always out of reach, but I may actually finally be able to catch him in the act this time.”
“The act? I’m sorry, I still don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“The man tries to be a member of the Ethics Committee, he’s a Response Team member, he has no right doing what he does. He will enter anomalies cells unauthorized using a thing he calls “The Suicide Suit” which he has no authorization to use, the foundation doesn’t know about it, but the guy managed to get a goddamn Collation Gray Suit. What he pretty much does is try to “Make Anomalies Feel Safe”, goes and tells anomalies things and fucking hugs them for fucks sake, did you hear about how he once told an anomaly that we were trying to keep convinced that it was actually in a special school for children with powers that she was being kept in a foundation cell, and then explained what the foundation is when she was confused? I’ve always been this close…” he almost pinches his fingers in front of him, just separating them a little “This close! To catching him…but he’s always one step ahead of me. But that ends today.” he hits his fist against the table, causing me to jump.
“Noted sir, why is this so urgent?” I say, playing with my fingers a little
“Because I have reason to believe that he’s going to do it about…” he looks at his watch “Now! Come on my humble colleague! We have a cat to catch!” he says as he flips off the projector, grabs his stuff, and runs out of the room, pencils, papers and pens dropping behind him,
I panic for a second, not sure what to do, before he calls “What are you waiting for?” in which I get up, chasing after him, holding my hat as I run full tilt behind him, his coat flowing behind him, knocking people out of the way as we head through hallways, down flights of stairs and all the way through the lower sectors until he finally slows down, holding out his arm and coming to a halt, nearly knocking me over, catching his breath and pulling out an inhaler, taking a breath from it and taking a breath, before pointing forward
“See that?” he points at what seems to be literally nothing
“…Am I supposed to?” I say, looking closely
He smiles, chuckling “No my compatriot, that’s the point of a gray suit”
this perplexes me, but then I remember what he was saying about gray suits and look closer, noticing a distortion “Wait…There’s a distortion…is that it?”
He slaps me on the back, laughing “You’re learning! That’s him right there…” a man then appears, starting to move, looking around, moving quickly, as Mare begins to walk towards him, doing a skip dance, moving back and forth, dancing around,
This highly confuses me as I walk, whispering to him “Not to be rude sir but, shouldn’t we hurry up?” I keep in a crouch
He does a twirl and a spin, laughing a little, catching Suicide’s attention, you couldn’t see his face but I could tell how surprised he is by his body language, but he talks like he’s not fearful, having a voice modulator over his voice “Mare…” he straightens himself up “What are you doing here?” I can tell he’s trying to play innocent, but I can tell he’s guilty as a fish
I open my mouth to speak but Mare puts one finger on my mouth, having stopped his little dance, though standing in a taunting way “Oh you know, the usual, writing reports, doing paperwork…” he takes a long pause, walking towards him with large exaggerated steps, “Catching criminals… “
I don’t understand his logic, he’s right there, why is he taunting him? Though I just stand back as this isn’t my fight.
“Oh, well good thing I’m not doing anything illegal, now am I?” he grins, leaning to another side, thinking he’s got him had, but Mare is smarter than him, obviously, I think.
Mare gets close to him, but before being in arms reach, he stops, standing up straight in a purposeful way. “Oh but that’s where you’re wrong my dear friend…” I can’t see his face, but I can tell he’s grinning “Because you see, I have all I need to arrest you, you have a Collation Gray Suit, and not only that…” Mare reaches in his pocket, pulling out an object seeming to be a handgun of some model. “I’m legally able to make an arrest on that alone. Congratulations, you’ve been had.”
Suicide starts slowly backing up “Yeah…Just lemme check the paper work on thattt” he then turns, making a break for it, which in response to this Mare aims the pistol, firing three shots into the hallway, I can’t see into the hallway, but I hear two shots hit a wall, another hit flesh, followed by a cry of pain and someone hitting the ground.
“That one is for Candy, you has-been piece of garbage.” he turns, walking back past me, no emotion on his face now.
I quickly run up to him, tugging on his shoulder, confused “Are you just going to leave him there? Aren’t you going to arrest him?”
He just laughs “You think I actually could’ve just arrested him? They would’ve just confiscated the suit and that’s all, rules here suck.” he wipes off the gun with a bit of alcohol “As for me shooting him, he can’t report it, not with that Gray Suit and all.”
I stop, thinking about it “So you just shot him without a reason?”
He smiles, laughing a bit “Indeed I did!”
I just tilt my head “…Who’s Candy?”
This makes him stop, taking a long pause “Now listen my friend, here, you don’t ask the questions, you get the answers.” he grabs his inhaler, taking another breath from it, coughing “You’ll know someday.” he keeps walking “Meet me in my office tomorrow at Six, we’ve got work to do…Don’t be late!” he says, finally turning the corner after shouting don’t be late.
I just stand there, and after a couple moments, I actually crack a smile, I'll look forward to working with this strange man.
