Calistaris
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Calistaris Ardelion
Race: Turian
Occupation: Shadow Broker Wet Worker
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Post by Calistaris on Apr 23, 2015 23:51:23 GMT
"Now you're speaking my language." Cali hummed hungrily at the mention of seafood, putting her hands together and rubbing them up and down. "You want anything? I'll pay full price for you, even if you get an employee discount or whatever." She offered, her eyes unable to look away from the katir.
"Oh really? I knew there was a reason I liked you." She complimented at the mention of Daia having a turian parent. "I think I visited the old Zara actually. In cabal training, there were entire mandatory courses on turian history. The field trips were the best part." She admitted with a chuckle.
"You ever been to Omega?"
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Druss Jorkakt
Explorer
Name: Druss Jorkakt
Race: Volus
Occupation: Security guard - Cision Motors
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Post by Druss Jorkakt on Apr 24, 2015 3:39:44 GMT
"*hssk* No thank you- not really into that stuff! So uhh, think i'll just do as Druss tells herself and go out that door, ok?" 'This is going to end so bad, so very very bad. Oh why didn't I study more-' Druss would wind up tripping on the whip after taking a few steps back, looking at the ceiling. In this state, she'd offer little resistance, her thoughts elsewhere. After being chained up, 'Kianna' would have all the time she pleased to escape. If she had any sort of plan in the works, she was either waiting for the right moment to execute it, or simply had given up.
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Apr 25, 2015 15:08:26 GMT
“Thank you, that’s very kind,” Daia beamed. “Well then, I could go for a cassacar stem. Got to keep my energy up.” She winked, and left it to Cali to make the orders - as with dancing, Daia was happy for her to take the lead.
“I lived there, for a bit over a century,” she said, relaxing. “That was my last stop, before I came to live here. Before Omega... well, you know asari maidens,” she chuckled. “Here and there, no goal in mind, just travelling on whims. Eventually I got to thinking I could enjoy having somewhere to call home, more than just wherever I’d wound up at the moment - I was on Serifia at the time. Omega was never going to be that, it was a means to an end, a place to build up savings - investment capital, so wherever I did choose to settle, I’d be able to afford to do it at the luxury end of the business, not starting from scratch again.”
She toyed idly with the levo half of the menu while she talked - whoever had programmed the hologram had coded into it the illusion of physicality, so she could spin it around her fingers as if it were solid.
“I never had much affection for the place,” she admitted. “I suppose I did well out of it. Kept out of trouble, worked for good clubs and made myself valuable to them. The credits were good, but it was always to set myself up somewhere else. Here, as it turned out - I met Eafina, who owns the Oasis, while she was on a business trip to Omega right around when I was looking at my options, and she tipped the scales in favour of Nos Astra.”
She looked up with a bright smile as their food arrived; hers was a long plant stem, served on a wooden plate, which looked rather like wood itself, but crunched like juicy celery when she bit the end off of it.
“Mm,” she nodded, raising a glass of water to Cali. “To Illium - coming and going. I did wonder,” she went on, “if you were cabal trained, from your moves.” She nodded towards the dance floor. “I can’t really infallibly spot one style of biotics from another, but I had a hunch.”
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Calistaris
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Calistaris Ardelion
Race: Turian
Occupation: Shadow Broker Wet Worker
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Post by Calistaris on Apr 25, 2015 16:13:50 GMT
Cali chuckled and clanked her glass against Daia's. "To Illium." She repeated, taking a sip and smiling.
"Yeah, I suppose you could say that." She began when Daia complimented her on the finesse of her abilities. "Though it's not necessarily by choice. All turian biotics, even if all you can do is make a blue field around your talon, are placed into the cabals. Unless, of course, you're a deserter or really good at hiding it." She informed, looking down at her own plate of seafood. She slowly licked from mandible edge to mandible edge at the savory sight. "Those who aren't proficient at biotics generally become a team's field medic or mechanic, and if you can't do that then you're rooted out of the military completely." She continued, nodding as she began carving the fish into smaller bites.
"I never really enjoyed the segregation to be entirely honest. Others at the very least understood it, but I couldn't even bear it." She explained, chewing away at a piece of the katir. "Lots of secrecy, deceit. Spirits, it always seemed like we were either sent to do trivial reconnaissance and suicide missions." She admitted with a shrug. "But we were always told it was for the best." She ended, still carving into the fish.
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Post by Apricity on Apr 27, 2015 2:40:02 GMT
‘Kianna’ watched in mild alarm as the volus toppled over, then bemusement as it became obvious that it wasn’t some sort of manoeuvre.
“Oh you gotta be kidding me...” she huffed, gathering herself and holding out a hand. A biotic field pinned Druss to the floor long enough for her to secure the wrists of her exo-suit in the mag cuffs, and then at the touch of a control the manacles rose up to krogan height, leaving their non-krogan occupant swinging gently in the middle of the room.
“See,” she said, tapping Druss’s helmet, “this is why you don’t interrupt the pre-session chat before you get to the bit about choosing a safeword.” She looked around the room quickly, seeming dissatisfied in spite of her faux-cheer.
“Okay,” she said at last. “You’ve got about three quarters of an hour left up there to think about where it all went wrong. Probably it’ll do wonders for your spine too, I don’t know. Then ‘our’ session will be up, someone’ll eventually come to check what’s up when I don’t log us out of the room, and you can tell them... whatever story you want. Just between us? You might want to omit a few details. They’re very discreet here, but sooner or later someone’ll be having a beer and say hey, funny story from work... secret’s out, and once it’s out, everyone knows. I’m sure there are a few blinks looking for me who’d be... well, kind of annoyed that you got my location and botched it. And since I’m gone, maybe they’ll just take that annoyance out on someone they can find. You follow?”
She gave Druss’s helmet a last pat.
“Have a good think about that.”
~~~
Ten minutes later, a nondescript skycar was making its way toward the surface shipping docks on the Jade Sea, and Ekela T’Rantus was making a call.
“Daughter,” the voice on the other end said, through the digital haze of a scrambler.
“Daughter,” Ekela replied. “Illium’s crossed off. I’m outbound for rendezvous Aki.”
“Aki, copy that,” the voice confirmed. “A Daughter will meet you. Varren on the chase?”
“Unknown,” Ekela sighed. “Got a head start. Maybe some info in the breeze... Didn’t want to leave a corpse behind.”
“Probably for the best. If one found you, others would’ve come anyway. Blinks?”
“Bounty hunter... I guess.” Ekela put a hand over her eyes and sighed. “Just don’t ask.”
“Well now you have to tell me,” the voice said, sounding amused.
“Get me drunk enough.”
“You’re on. Be seeing you.”
“Be seeing you.”
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Apr 27, 2015 6:36:44 GMT
Daia nodded at Cali’s description of ‘recruitment’.
“I had a cousin on my father’s side,” she mused, “a few generations back - technically cousin however-many-times-removed, but it just gets unwieldy - who was taken into a cabal. He’d studied medicine, and didn’t have the kind of power a vanguard needs, so as you say, team medic.” She wore a sympathetic frown, but brightened somewhat. “He went on to become quite a noted surgeon after he’d completed the mandatory term with his cabal. Still, though... a lot of years to put his career on hold before then, just because of the way he was born.” She took another bite of her stem, thoughtful. “Of course out here there are quite a few independent colonies - separatist, or just politically unaligned. But from what I hear they’re just as... well, ‘eager to benefit’ from their biotics as the Hierarchy, putting it politely.”
She pondered a moment, then gave Cali a warm smile.
“I’ve always preferred everyone mingling with everyone,” she grinned. “Don’t ask me how well that’d work with galactic governments, but on a one-to-one basis,” her eyes glittered, “can’t complain so far.”
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Calistaris
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Calistaris Ardelion
Race: Turian
Occupation: Shadow Broker Wet Worker
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Post by Calistaris on Apr 27, 2015 16:10:35 GMT
Cali looked up at Daia from her plate and couldn't help but smile at the compliment. "You're a real charmer, you know that?" She replied, chuckling as well.
She leaned back in her seat for a moment, realizing she was eating to fast. "Well, your cousin was lucky. For a lot of us, there's not much of a way out. And if we are lucky, we're trained to be nothing but biotic powerhouses. There's not many career choices outside of military for that. Many who defect or leave after their mandatory service are usually monitored. They then go on to join gangs or PMCs." She explained with a shrug, crossing her arms and stretching a leg out under the table. "That, or street rats." She mentioned with a scoff, looking nostalgic.
She let out a brief sigh when other defect colonies were mentioned. "From my understanding, some of them are more accepting of us, but most are even worse."
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Apr 28, 2015 7:02:27 GMT
“He was lucky,” Daia agreed, after smiling at Cali’s compliment back to her. “About a year before he finished his mandatory term the nocturne accords were signed with the Heliate Commonwealth, and his cabal was attached to one of the legions that got demobilised. Since he didn’t rate high enough to get an instructor position they let him go onto the ready reserve list when his service term was up - and by the time the Hegemony got fractious over Farsight Arch and the military build-up started, he was past service age.” She sighed wistfully. “Good times. We haven’t seen a big stretch of relative peace like that in, what, going on sixty years now. Still, we can hope.” She chuckled softly, then leaned forward, as if sharing a secret: “Just between us, I’ve sometimes been accused of stubborn optimism in the face of reason.”
She took a breath, and gave Cali another smile.
“So - if it’s not private - what will you be doing with yourself on the Citadel?”
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Calistaris
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Calistaris Ardelion
Race: Turian
Occupation: Shadow Broker Wet Worker
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Post by Calistaris on Apr 28, 2015 11:44:44 GMT
Cali chuckled at the mention of Daia being a stubborn optimist. "Not always a bad thing. The spotter in my old team was just like that. Always found a way to find something right in everything." She mentioned, looking down at her plate and carving an other bite out of her fish. "Well, most things anyway." She corrected herself, not looking too keen to continue on that subject.
"I'm gonna be working mostly, but I plan on seeing all the sights. Little Palaven, for instance." She explained when questioned about her reason to go to the Citadel. "But work takes priority. I'm a, uh..." She stumbled, looking for a false identity she's used before. "... A loan shark, yeah." She explained with a bit of a nervous giggle.
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Apr 29, 2015 8:02:22 GMT
“Ah,” Daia nodded, casually accepting Cali’s assumed profession. “Illium’s reputation might work in your favour then? Nobody in their right mind would default on repaying a loan from an Illium broker, I’d imagine.” She chuckled lightly. “A friend of mine, who lives on Nevos now, used to be a legal advocate here. She’s close to completing her qualification for practicing law there, and she’s already been approached by a couple of firms who’re interested in having an Illium lawyer on staff. It seems the perception is if you can deal in fine-print here and survive, you can make it anywhere.”
She giggled softly at the thought, snapping the remaining length of her stem in two and nibbling on one part, then glanced over at Cali curiously.
“Any plans on taking a peek at Earth while you’re on the Citadel?” she wondered. “It’s right next door, after all.”
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Calistaris
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Calistaris Ardelion
Race: Turian
Occupation: Shadow Broker Wet Worker
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Post by Calistaris on Apr 29, 2015 14:48:30 GMT
Cali nodded. "Yeah, I do. No point in not seeing the sights. I just hope it's been able to rebuild from the war. I heard it was one of the hardest hit." She responded, finishing the last bites of her fish. "It was only rumors I heard though. I was here on Illium the entirety of the war." She admitted, leaning back in her seat again.
Cali waited patiently for Daia to finish eating, then sat upright and clasped her hands together. "So Daia, what's next?" She asked, looking her partner in the eyes.
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Apr 30, 2015 13:16:11 GMT
“Likewise,” Daia nodded. “I follow this Terran sport, during the stellarcasts of the big tournaments they do features on the hosting cities and so forth, and naturally there’s a lot about the rebuilding these past years - I suppose it’s a kind of microcosm of the big picture, in a way.” She grinned at Cali. “Visit Paris, if you get the opportunity. You won’t regret it.”
When done she slid her plate to one side, and followed Cali’s lead, sitting upright, hands clasped, as if in a business meeting, although her smile and how close she was sitting made it feel more like a tongue-in-cheek game than a negotiation.
“Just between us,” she said, meeting Cali’s gaze, “I’m hoping I might tempt you to join me in a suite upstairs. I did promise you a truly memorable evening, after all. Now I’m sure,” she tilted her head and glanced at the dance floor, “our spectators over there won’t forget your moves in a hurry, but I think I can offer something even better. If you’d like...?” She left the question hanging in the air between them.
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Calistaris
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Calistaris Ardelion
Race: Turian
Occupation: Shadow Broker Wet Worker
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Post by Calistaris on Apr 30, 2015 15:15:15 GMT
Cali couldn't help but purse her mandibles into an excited grin, her eyes also showing a sense of admiration. "Daia, I'd be more than happy to." She replied, stepping out of their corner and offering a hand to Daia. "Would you mind leading the way?" Cali asked, pulling her close for a moment to gently rub her forehead against Daia's. She paused for a second and chuckled. "Sorry, a little eager I suppose."
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Post by asari_promiscuity on May 1, 2015 4:38:59 GMT
Daia chuckled too, staying close and letting the forehead contact linger for a long moment.
“Enthusiasm is no sin,” she purred, slipping her arm through Cali’s elbow and leading her towards the tower elevators...
~~~
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