ORP: This is My Language

It didn't take long for Aiko to fill up both cups with iced tea. She put a normal amount of ice into Orson's cup and opted for no ice for herself. After the lids were securely in place and she had straws for each of them, Aiko picked up both cups and returned to the table where she had left Orson only moments earlier. As she placed the cups down - his in front of his plate and hers in front of her own, she took a seat and reached for a napkin to unfold and gently placed it on her lap. She reached into her purse for a small container of hand sanitizer and squeezed some onto her hand before putting it away in her bag once again. 

As she took a bite of her food, Aiko looked up at Orson and she gave him a small smile. "So what kind of doctor are you exactly?" She asked softly after swallowing her food down. She patted at the corners of her mouth to get rid of the bit of mayo that had gotten there and she shifted slightly on her seat to make herself more comfortable. Aiko hated talking about herself and she figured that now would be the best time to turn the conversation towards him. Men loved to talk about themselves anyway - didn't they?

Despite how geeky and manly Aiko could be at times if there was one thing her mother had hammered into her brain growing up it was proper etiquette. Her mother used to always tell her that there was no way Aiko could get a husband if she didn't properly take care of herself, sit up straight, and that whole shebang. Aiko never believed it but since it pleased her mother, she had taken the proper classes on how to 'be a lady' and even though she hated it and swore that it would change the moment she was on her own, it never once did. She supposed it was just one of those things that were engraved in the very follicles of her being and there was no escaping. 

Hearing that Orson was a Forensics Doctor brought a smile to her face. It wasn't something that she was ever interested in pursuing but how someone could recreate an entire crime scene through forensics alone always fascinated her. As she took a sip of her drink she looked up at him before smiling as she placed her cup back down. "And how did you get into that field?" She asked. Aiko loved learning more about people. Most of the time it was for a bad cause - for instance the kid who had bullied her through school - but in this case she was genuinely interested. Orson was a nice man and he seemed to enjoy his job so Aiko wanted to know more about it and him.

"In a way, yes. I like to think that what I do with computers and technology is much like what you do with Forensics." She replied, trying to find the right words to explain just exactly what she did. She wasn't sure how tech-savvy he was so she was trying to keep things as simple as possible. "I can hack into any network I want to - whether it be a home network to see what Jimmy has hidden away in those locked files on his computer or the government to see what they're not telling their people." Hacking was what had gotten her into this situation to begin with but she opted to leave that out.

"Those cameras -" She motioned to the surveillance cameras that were in the deli they were in. "Are easier to hack into than you think. I was brought on to assist any field teams. If they're stuck in a building and need a safe way out I can easily hack into a system to help them. Or if they need help getting information on someone-" She pointed to herself. "I'm who you'll call. It's as simple as the click of a mouse for me." Aiko grinned. She loved her job. She loved being places she wasn't supposed to, finding out information on people that was 'deleted', searching over piles of data and code was what she did best. She never got people - computers and technology she understood.

A soft laugh left Aiko's lips at Orson's words. She was surprised that a silly statement such as the one that he said could so easily bring out the laughter but there was something about him that just made her smile. Perhaps it was how he worded things - who knew. "It would appear as if you're doing your job well then. I haven't seen any of these 'little green men' that you speak of wandering around."

Aiko took another bite of her sandwich before wiping at the corners of her mouth once again, her gaze staying on Orson. She could tell that what she had said made him uneasy and when he looked at the security cameras her gaze followed. Most people weren't aware of how much was being monitored by their governments but Aiko knew. At least she liked to think that she did. From all the information she had accidentally stumbled upon she knew that there were things that the citizens weren't told. That was what made her really uneasy.

"Thank you. I happen to agree with you. Not many people can do it." She wasn't going to just let a compliment roll off her shoulders like that. Aiko was proud of her work and what she accomplished, even if it did pull her from her home and family. "I would be back in Japan if I could but a seaman has to go where they're told." She shrugged up her shoulders and looked down at her plate. "If I refused my orders I would be in jail. When my superiors saw the talent I had they wanted it to be put to use. Since the program we're part of wants - from what I'm told - "the best and the brightest" - they don't let the borders of countries stop them."

She knew that leaving out some details probably wasn't the best, but it wasn't like Orson knew why she really was here. Being forced to join the military in her home country to avoid jail was one thing she wasn't too fond of talking about. Not to mention the fact that she wasn't even military any longer. She had gotten out of that when the IOA recruited her - but that was yet another thing that wasn't in her file and something she was forbidden to talk about. The only thing that was keeping her from breaking her cover was the fact that she could be sent back to her country and tried for treason and her family would suffer.

If Aiko could have turned down the job she more than likely would have. At least the military portion of it. The way her country worked - pushing people into military service instead of jail was a blessing and a curse. She wouldn't have lasted a day in a jail cell. She could barely stay in an empty room for more than an hour before she had to go and find a computer or a tablet to use. Being forced into military service was supposed to make her love her country more and put her life on the line for it if need-be but it wasn't her favorite thing. She already loved Japan, she loved her homeland, but they forced her away from her family. She was her mother and father's only child and they had to watch her get shipped off to training and then the United States with no idea of why. They knew Aiko and they had known that she would have never joined the military. They knew that her dreams were in Engineering and continuing her degree.

Aiko nodded slowly at Orson's words as she took a sip of her drink. "And why did you say yes then?" She asked. He was a hard person to read and she couldn't tell if he genuinely loved his job and where he lived now or if he was doing it 'just because'. Reading people wasn't her forte - which is where her skills came into use. She could easily find information on him if she wanted to, but she liked to think that they were forming a bit of a friendship here and she didn't want to jeopardize that by learning things about him by finding it herself. Would it happen eventually? More than likely, but for now she was trying to keep her curiosity at bay because that was what always got her into trouble to begin with.