She's the skeptic, I'm the believer (for Mrfph) semi - graphic after the cut

The FBI has a lot of different branches and organizations, but as far as social groups go inside the organization, you are one of three things:  chique, a geek, or a freak.  It sounds a lot like a really lame horror movie from the nineties, but it's true.  The chique are all the high profile, cause-of-the-moment groups:  profiling serial killers, chasing terrorists, busting pornographers.  The geeks are all the number crunchers and accountants, the agents who check out vandalism in national parks, or do all the research while the cooler agents are running through subway tunnels or engaging in quid pro quo arguments with madmen.  The geeks are out of the limelight, but even they have someone to make jokes about: the freaks.  The handful of agents who investigate the so-called supernatural: alien sightings, vampires, ghosts, demonic possessions.  I've never seen an alien off of the big screen, and the only blood drinkers I've met were some really odd kids from the City.  Demonic possession?  That's all too real.  That's my department.

( There are only three of us in my department. )