Ziva David (
bywiseguidance) wrote2011-08-07 12:24 am
OLD: first [video]
[The video feed snaps on after a bit of experimentation, showing a woman sitting with her back firmly to the wall of one of the New Bark houses. She looks exhausted, worn, her hair a tangled mess--not injured, though the way she's looking around warily gives the impression that she definitely wasn't expecting that. Her clothing is torn and stained, but actually clean--she wasn't expecting that either. When she speaks, it's with an accent: Middle Eastern sounding, almost, and she sounds as tired as she looks.]
If this is some kind of trick...
[She may be tired, but there is a bit of bite to her voice--as if she can make good on the implied threat if pressed to.]
I do not take well to deception. Or to being moved without my knowledge to an unknown location.
[There's been enough of that lately, though she's not going to go further into it--and honestly, this is a lot better than where she was. But she's too practiced in keeping all information to herself that may give the upper hand (or show weakness) in any situation.]
That woman is not my mother. If she has told so many that, it would seem that at least we have so much in common.
[Her eyes slip closed for a moment, gathering thoughts and wondering how much she can afford to give away.]
Abby...if you are truly here...I would like to speak with you, please.
[She's unsure of how that will go over--since she stayed in Israel without so much as a goodbye.]
If this is some kind of trick...
[She may be tired, but there is a bit of bite to her voice--as if she can make good on the implied threat if pressed to.]
I do not take well to deception. Or to being moved without my knowledge to an unknown location.
[There's been enough of that lately, though she's not going to go further into it--and honestly, this is a lot better than where she was. But she's too practiced in keeping all information to herself that may give the upper hand (or show weakness) in any situation.]
That woman is not my mother. If she has told so many that, it would seem that at least we have so much in common.
[Her eyes slip closed for a moment, gathering thoughts and wondering how much she can afford to give away.]
Abby...if you are truly here...I would like to speak with you, please.
[She's unsure of how that will go over--since she stayed in Israel without so much as a goodbye.]

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What is your name, and where do you hail from?
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[To the point--Ziva can appreciate that. She'll go along with it for now.]
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I was formerly the Mossad liaison officer to NCIS.
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And what about Abby? What is her role, regarding the NCIS?
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[She also wants you to know exactly how hard she can kick your ass if you annoy her, which you're starting to--and she hasn't said what she did in Mossad, so.]
You could ask that of her yourself.
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[It's the first declarative sentence he's spoken so far in their conversation.]
I was simply under the impression that most intelligence positions were on a need-to-know basis.
For safety, you know.
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[Any other officer probably would have treated it as such, but.]
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Mossad does not normally concern itself with standard criminal investigations, as NCIS does. Israel has a police force for that.
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Instead of attempting to educate me on what my own people do, maybe you could introduce yourself as I have.
[She thought her social skills were lacking...]
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Rue Ryuzaki. I'm a law student at Toh-Oh University in Japan.