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outsiderslogs2013-02-23 12:58 pm
backstabbing) wrote in outsiderslogs2013-02-23 12:58 pm
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well I'm stubborn and wrong [OPEN / PLOT]
who. isabela & OPEN
what. taking advantage of chaos is what pirates do best
where. zeta district
when. saturday
warnings. isabela is a warning
When the cats are away, the mice come out to play. Or...however the hell that old saying goes.
There's a certain advantage to be taken when a city finds itself thrust into chaos. Unattended shops, people cowering in their homes, few people out and about to stop you from getting your hands wet with valuable. Save for some beasts which Isabela had little trouble flitting around with quick roguish feet, and some mercenaries roaming the streets, it was a fine time to wander out of her apartment alone with a dagger in each hand and a couple of lockpicks hidden somewhere in the confines of her outfit.
It was Satinalia for a woman like Isabela, and she'll be taking advantage of those at their most unguarded. Sure she had been taught better, but it takes her awhile for lessons learned to truly sink in.
Some of the security measures for these shops had proven to be difficult for a woman like Isabela to parse. Too much electronics, not enough locks, but she's found one or two where the owners couldn't afford technology that could stump a woman from a distant past, and she crouches in the shadows, unnoticed by passing mercs and beasts, fiddling with a lock and cursing mildly as it breaks. She reaches into her cleavage to fish out another, eyes narrowed in concentration, but ever on the alert in case someone approached her to either attack or scold her.
what. taking advantage of chaos is what pirates do best
where. zeta district
when. saturday
warnings. isabela is a warning
When the cats are away, the mice come out to play. Or...however the hell that old saying goes.
There's a certain advantage to be taken when a city finds itself thrust into chaos. Unattended shops, people cowering in their homes, few people out and about to stop you from getting your hands wet with valuable. Save for some beasts which Isabela had little trouble flitting around with quick roguish feet, and some mercenaries roaming the streets, it was a fine time to wander out of her apartment alone with a dagger in each hand and a couple of lockpicks hidden somewhere in the confines of her outfit.
It was Satinalia for a woman like Isabela, and she'll be taking advantage of those at their most unguarded. Sure she had been taught better, but it takes her awhile for lessons learned to truly sink in.
Some of the security measures for these shops had proven to be difficult for a woman like Isabela to parse. Too much electronics, not enough locks, but she's found one or two where the owners couldn't afford technology that could stump a woman from a distant past, and she crouches in the shadows, unnoticed by passing mercs and beasts, fiddling with a lock and cursing mildly as it breaks. She reaches into her cleavage to fish out another, eyes narrowed in concentration, but ever on the alert in case someone approached her to either attack or scold her.
tis cold in my tent
Those strange bird fellows, right? [after a few seconds there's a clicking noise and a mechanical shift and whir as the door becomes unlocked, and she sit back on her boots, satisfied.
she doesn't even know what's inside this bloody store, but she'll pick up whatever shiny objects are left lying around for trophy's sake.]
They're rather impressive creatures despite their reportedly depressing art.
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[Garrus and his gossiping. Well, occasional talking breaks from calibrations. Same differences. It was amazing how voices carried in that small ship. Too bad she never got Nihlus to confirm that, really.
Kasumi slips in after the woman, ignoring the screaming and shooting going on a few streets over for a little while. See one battle, see them all. There'd still be plenty of horror left over after the breather.]
Could never really get past the honor business, myself. Or the chaffing. And all those teeth.
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[She's already up and about the shop, poking around behind the counter in search of anything that glints and glitters. There's no coin, of course, something she's been missing ever since arriving here, but there are valuables amongst the junk and it takes a keen eye to find it.
The fighting outside doesn't faze it. Hawke might have brought out the better of her a few times, but it's a habit that still doesn't quite stick despite the years of being buffeted by her damn influence.]
There was a cross-dressing dwarfen prostitute in Orlais who sharpened her teeth. Called herself the Gyrating Genlock and left all these wanton bite marks on her patrons. Sharp teeth have their merits.
[There's a finished model of a tiny little ship on display that catches her interest, and she looks away from Kasumi to take it in hand, turning it as though to admire the small craft.]
But chaffing and honour are never fun. Both leave me feeling awfully raw.
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Be careful what you ask for. Some of those teeth come with a little more than a taste for flesh. Knew an asari that lost a thumb to her first krogan. Funny story, she started getting the best tips after that.
Heard of electronic transactions?
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She can appreciate the craft and time put into them.
The ship's set down to be toyed with at a later time as she follows Kasumi to the register, the concept of this high tech buying and selling still something that goes over her head. And she's usually so quick to get things and fit in, too.]
Men and women have their fetishes. Some people may prefer four fingers as opposed to five.
And I know what a transaction is, sweetness. It's the electronic bit that gets me. Care to whet a curious mind?
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[And this is Stacey, not making a 'wet' joke. Rather, back in IC land, Kasumi waves a hand over her Omni-tool, pulling up the screen that somehow allows them to hack. She starts typing away, glancing over at the pirate as she goes.]
But the ins and outs are a little more complicated than I like to cover while my street's on fire- or for free. The demo, though, is complimentary. Call it the welcome to Omega special.
Hold up your arm, like me.
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Isabela chuckles, sidling up next to Kasumi though being not-as invasive as she usually is around people she's better acquainted with. She's still on her guard despite her casual attitude, and she wouldn't want to give this woman an opportunity to stab her in the back.
Because honestly, if she were in a more familiar location, there'd be a 60% chance of Bela taking what she needed from this woman and leaving her to rot. Such is the way when you lead the life of selfishness.]
Perhaps one day we can cover the ins and outs in a more private setting.
[Ah yes, never one to let an innuendo slip by. Nevertheless, she mimics Kasumi, holding her arm up. She's gotten the basics down of video and voice posts after fiddling around with it in her room, but the screen Kasumi has up in a new one.]
Right then.
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Is innuendo the native tongue, or am I just that special?
[The still amused tone indicates how she believes the former, but hey. She can hardly blame someone for using a slightly more heavy handed version of her own deflection techniques. She taps away at her screen, then waves a hand over the other woman's, and through the magic of Omni-tools How Do They Work, she starts routing some of the money from the credits chip in the store to both of their own.]
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[It's the native tongue, Kasumi, but you can think yourself special if you want.
She watches Kasumi's movements, still not quite following but when she notices a set of number rising she at least gets the gist of what's happening and grins. She'll eventually learn how to do this if she wishes to continue making a living off petty thievery.]
How flashy. Just my luck to bump into a world savvy thief.
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[Another tap and the screens vanish, leaving them both slightly richer and Kasumi probably in trouble with any paragon Shep who happens to be in Omega. But, hey. Problems for another day.]
Mm, though it's more a community project on Omega. Everyone thinks they're Moriarty and Peruggia reborn. Depressing, really.
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Isabela stretches her arm curiously as her omni-tool disappears, still not used to the idea of something being idle on her wrist.
And wow references Bela won't get way to be Kasumi.]
I take it those names are important and I will forever be out of the loop. [Her fingers flex and they pop a little.] The funny thing about this system is that I don't feel any richer. With coin and prized possessions you at least feel their weight in your pockets.
It's far nice having something firm in your hand than nothing at all.
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Kasumi's smile doesn't go away as the innuendo continues. Oh, she had to find Vega in this world. They'd have too much fun.]
Depends on if you're in it for the money. Most real items will never be worth as much as a good credit hack, but they're far more rewarding. Too bad Omega doesn't have much of either.
[She slipped away from the counter, pausing to look at some small piece of brick-a-brak that was, by far, more fun to investigate than fighting those monsters out there again.]
Outside of Aria's house, anyway.