Thread: Intel (Celebstars & Assume)

Kaya was on the bed sheets sleeping before she was woken up by her father. Leaning up on one elbow she gazed at him with blurred vision until her senses had arrived from their slumber. Seeing the coffee he gave her being placed on the bedside cabinet she leaned in and gave him a kiss on his cheek. Yawning quite loudly she stretched an arm above her head before starting to talk. I grew up in England, I drink tea not coffee she said, her fresh blue sea eyes gazed up at him. There was a sudden pause, like an awkward moment and the silence between them would allow the birds outside to be heard. I'm kidding dad she laughed, leaning up to kiss his cheek once more. Of course Kaya had no idea that he already knew what she liked by checking her file and history. Every member of the public in every country had a file. A piece of information stored on some database which intelligence agencies could use to build up a profile on any given person. It had documents from their birth certificates to driving licenses and even memberships at gyms and coffee stores. Anything could be pulled from the database and people like Kaya knew nothing about it. I was thinking I could go to work with you today? His daughter said, sliding her legs off the bed and placing her white sock covered feet on to the floor. They were ankle socks and the only clothing she had until her shorts came in to view from the knee up. A white tank top sat beautifully on her shoulders, hanging down to her waist. Sitting on the edge of the bed Kaya picked up her coffee and took a sip of it. Mmm, my favourite, how did you know? Frowning at him, she took another gulp at the hot liquid before placing it down. Pulling some hair behind her ear she continued her case. I don't know anyone here. I can't just sit all day in this place. I will go insane. I won't be any bother I swear. I will just sit there and see what you do her face was quite eager with a small grin appearing across it. All planned out then Kaya said, without even waiting for an answer. It was tough for her, being here in a new country with her dad who she didn't really know. She had seen him twice to be exact in her lifetime before seeing him at the airport two days ago. The girl first met him when she was seven years old. That wasn't the best encounter as Kaya couldn't remember any of it. The second time was a lot clearer, yet still blurry. She was thirteen and he arrived for her birthday party. He had bought her a nice necklace, one she always wore to this day. It wasn't a normal necklace one would imagine, but it was his dog tags from his time in the army. It was the best present she had ever gotten, she loved it, just because it meant she felt close to him. You know I haven't stopped wearing this since you gave them to me Kaya dipped her hand to her chest, pulling the dog tags out from under her tank top. I feel honoured you gave them to me to look after for you. Smiling happily, she felt comfortable in his presence after they had bonded the day before. The dinner they had was nice, he took her to a restaurant which specialised in sushi. Kaya had never eaten that before so was thrilled to experience it. Anyway, if I am to go to work with you today, then I will need to get showered and changed. Picking up her coffee the girl left her father in her new bedroom and walked to the bathroom. She had a stop on her journey though to the kitchen, finishing her coffee and leaving the cup in the sink ready to be washed. Once finally at the shower, it didn't take long for the girl to get ready. Kaya wasn't one to spend an hour washing herself and was out in a couple of minutes, covering her wet body with a towel. The nineteen year old then walked back to her room which was empty of her father. Closing the door she locked it from inside and got changed. Coming out of her room, Kaya was now clothed and dressed. She looked rather smart and certainly had fashion sense with her black top buttoned up by her shoulder in a weird yet stylish design. Below the waist was a skirt, also black along with her tights as she would call them. Being in this part of the world now though she would maybe have to start calling them pantyhose. Her fingers were covered in a few rings, one on her index finger on her left hand and one on her middle finger on her right. A large drooping necklace lay down her front, as did a shorter one by her neck. Kaya still had on her father's tags, but they would remain private under her top. Are you ready to go yet? he shouted throughout the house, not knowing where her father was. At this moment in time, Kaya was standing in the living room, holding on to her bag which had her belongings inside. You need to give me a set of keys to for the house she shouted, just before seeing him. As they walked outside, Kaya got in to his car and sat in the passenger seat. She plugged in her white headphones and put them in her ears before scrolling through her iPhone for her music. She was a big fan of Rihanna at the moment and started to listen to her song with Eminem. As she listened to her music, Kaya looked out of the car window and took in the scenery, absorbing America like she was a visitor still even though she lived their now. Hitting the pause button, she turned to her dad. So what is it that you do now? You haven't really mentioned it to me. Don't you like talking about it?