Swap with whoever is coming

You've got the pen at the ready as the footsteps become louder as whoever they belong to draws closer and closer to the bathroom. You'd really like to stay as Missy, it'd make things so much more easier, but too many people saw Missy fall into Alexandra. Even with the fake on Nancy, if these people are really after the Bloom then it won't be hard at all for them to recognize a fake otherwise they'd be lousy thieves and nothing about the way they've thrown a wrench into your plan would describe them as lousy. So you stand there, in front of the stall, clutching the pen.

The footsteps come closer, and closer, and you see... an outstretched hand holding a pen. You freeze up and the person the hand belongs to enters the bathroom and turns. The two of you stand there, pens drawn and pointed at one another, as you eye one another and you're surprised by what you see.

An Asian girl, small and thin, dressed in a fancy black sleeveless dress, her dark hair held back with a contrasting white headband and bow and holding an expensive-looking purse. She's Madison Cheung, the 18-year-old daughter of Randall and Linda Cheung. Both work for the Van Lewens, Randall as an executive for their financial company and Linda as part of their legal team. The Cheungs, of course, have relationships with the Parrys and Vincents as well so it only makes sense that they'd be here.

"Damn." Madison grumbles as her eyes narrow, "We figured you would've been out of her."

"Hiding in plain sight." you reply with a smile.

With that you switch the pen to white mode and hit it before Madison can do anything which causes her to freeze. You then hit it once more and the suit open. You move behind her and open it wider, pulling out whoever's inside. It turns out to be a man, remarkably average except for the fact he's a bit obese and, you think, a little older, probably in his 40s. The man has been blanked but that leaves you with more questions: why? Is there another similar organization out there?

Well those are questions that'll have to wait. They know you're Missy so it's time to switch disguises. You're a bit disappointed. Missy was chubby but chubby in a nice way, as opposed to Lucy Binder, with curves in the right places. You heft her large breasts, run hands over her wide hips: from curvy Missy to un-developed Madison. Quickly you hit yourself to open up the suit and strip out of it, then grab the Madison suit and step in. Once you're suited up you straighten the dress and the bow before catching sight of yourself in one of the bathroom mirrors: Madison's cute and is going to grow up to be a beauty, much like her mother.

You grab the Bloom off of Missy's skin and place it in the purse then reinflate her. You don't even check to give her an excuse, if they're onto you then you can't stay there long.

You head back out to the party. The kids are mostly supposed to be separate but Madison was deemed mature enough to handle it which doesn't surprise you. Using the blue function you've learned that she's something of a child prodigy, very smart but also a bit serious and acts older and more mature than her age. You need to escape but after the close encounter and the blanked person in the Madison suit you're curious. Now you want to know just what's going on and that means getting to Holden. And to get to Holden...

You look to see Alexandra laughing in a way that clearly indicates drunkenness. Madison's talked to her plenty. She intends to be a high-powered attorney like her mother and the Vincents, themselves producing many successful lawyers, have started grooming her for that role to work as their attorney once she's graduated college. You would need a way to get her all alone but... that doesn't seem possible.

"Madison!" Alexandra calls out excitedly as she spots you. She then waves you over, "Madison, c'mere!" Not seeing a way out you acquiesce and head over to where she's seated with a few other people. "Oh Madison, I haven't seen you in a few weeks! You look so good!"

Alexandra, from what Madison's memories tell you, treats the girl much like a younger sister. "And you look..." you fumble for the right words; Madison is a girl who feels like she has no time for things like this, "You look like you're having fun."

"Oh I am! I definitely am!" she exclaims before turning to her guests, "Sorry guys but I wanna catch up with Madison here so if you don't mind, me and her are gonna go for a walk."

That takes you by surprise though a pleasant one. She's just made your job a whole lot easier. So she gets up and starts walking and you follow. She takes you to a tent, small and out of the way and drawn closed. She then stops and turns to you. "You've been doing so good, too bad that you ran into a dead end though." Alexandra smiles, the slur in her voice gone.

That takes you by surprise. She's one of them. She must be blanked too: the blanking process makes an agent immune to the effects of alcohol, after all a drunk agent is a useless agent. Acting classes and such allow one to imitate the effects of drunkenness perfectly.

"So you guys finally got me." you reply flatly. "Good for you. So what, are you going to eliminate me?"

"You'll see." replies Alexandra, "Everything will be answered inside." With that she opens the tent and leads you inside where you see a few of your previous disguises: Maya Patel, Suzy Goldman, Missy Cumberland. There's also Clarissa van Lewen, even though she wasn't a previous disguise. There's a few more men as well that you don't recognize beyond the fact they're security.

"Well, this is definitely something." you say as you eye the situation, "Where's Holden?"

"Right here." Alexandra says, "We knew you'd come for her. Since I was Holden I had the easiest time of switching."

"Aren't you the leader of all of this?" you ask her.

Alexandra shakes her head. "Me? Oh no, I'm just the right-hand for this operation. The leader's over there."

There's a desk right in front of you with a large chair with its back turned to you. Said chair then turns to reveal...

"Cheryl Newsome?!" you exclaim in surprise as you look at her, curly hair, slightly gawky. She flashes you a smile revealing her braces.

"Surprised, yeah?" she replies as she folds her hand, "I've been in this girl since before the wedding. She was our key in here, I was our key in here."

"What's going on?" you ask, "Are you going to kill me?"

"Kill you? Oh no no no, not at all." replies Cheryl, "What's going on is that all of us have, at one time or another, worked for the Organization and we thought we were getting a bum deal. That asshole scientist Gunther, the vague and constantly changing goals, the constant nonstop work. I got put in here months ago, I was a Type 3, but I was in constant contact with other agents. Others who were disgruntled and felt they were being played."

"So you convinced them to defect?" you ask.

Cheryl nods, "Yeah. It wasn't hard. We've got these pens, we can be anyone. Why work for the Organization when we can work for ourselves? We've been watching you for a long time, David. We heard whispers of a new recruit and put someone in place before they could: your friend Trish, I think. We've been watching you since you arrived. You went mostly where we wanted. And when you used that pen on... well Missy, now, we knew it was something new." Cheryl stands up and smiles once more, "We'd like to offer you a place with us."

You eye her, "So what do you do?"

"Whatever we want." she replies, "We live a free life until called on; this is a Brotherhood and we look out for one another. Some times we get ourselves in nice lives, some times we sell our services. Mostly we like to fuck with the Organization; we thought getting the Bloom would be a great way to do that as well as net us a nice chunk of change. Then we saw that they were sending you to get it as well, their newest recruit right into our hands. So what do you say David, or Madison, or whatever you want to be called? Will you join us?"