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Post by asari_promiscuity on Dec 14, 2015 5:24:43 GMT
“Hm? Oh, figure of speech,” Daia said, waving a hand airily. “Have you? Would’ve been well after my time, I moved here... getting on for eighty standard years now. Can’t honestly say I miss it - some of the people, but not the place.”
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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 Dec 14, 2015 5:43:35 GMT
"*hssk* Yes, I did some work there recently. Long story." Casually letting the comment slip, Druss racked her brain trying to think of why Deacon would want her dead. Loose ends perhaps? The thessia-clan were known for using seduction as a way to put their targets at ease. And to the volus, that's what Daia seemed to be doing.
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Dec 15, 2015 4:10:27 GMT
“Oh?” Daia perked up at ‘long story’. “Interesting story? Or- sorry, is it private? I mean by way of client confidentiality? That’s fine, if it is - same in my line of work, I understand. Kiss but don't tell, right?”
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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 Dec 15, 2015 4:38:00 GMT
"*hssk* Say, wasn't there someone fired from your club a while back? *hssk* A thessia-clan, right?" Still unsure of her motives, Druss tried baiting her with the response, watching her face for the reaction, trying to gauge how well she might have known Kianna.
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Dec 15, 2015 5:36:33 GMT
“Huh?” Daia paused, mentally changing gears from reflecting on some of her own ‘long stories’ from Omega, then nodded. “Oh - yes, kind of. Word gets around, huh?” She shrugged. “Not fired as such. One of the escorts - a domme, I think - went AWOL, and it turned out she’d used an assumed identity when she signed on. The Oasis doesn’t take security lightly,” she added quickly, obviously bothered by the incident. “Safety aside, when you get right down to it all you really have as a sex worker is your reputation, so it’s important - for all of us - to trust each other, and the agency, to play by the rules. But,” she sighed, “sometimes things slip through - we’re just an escort agency, not the Shadow Broker. Unless he, she, or they are a client. Who’d ever know?” she added, grinning.
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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 Dec 15, 2015 6:07:36 GMT
"*hssk* Heh. Well, it sounds like that was a confusing few days. *hssk* Oh, and she's dead. She was working for a terrorist group, oddly enough." The first half of her sentence kept the casual tone, shifting to a more emotionless voice as she mentioned Kianna's status. "*hssk* Yes, I had tried to make a deal with her, she would give up her ties to the group and I wouldn't report her- *hssk* But she had other plans that night it would seem. Ran off. *hssk* Can't say I enjoyed security throwing me out after either, or them making up that story about- well, nevermind." The tall tale was meant more to impress than anything else, along with cover up her not so impressive attempted takedown of Kianna, the volus now reasonably certain that Daia had no real ties to the group.
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Dec 15, 2015 23:23:41 GMT
“Dead?” Daia stopped in her tracks. “Terrorist group? What group? Why-” Another thought struck her, and she interrupted herself. “What do you mean, deal? You knew she was... whatever she was, and you went there to cut a deal with her? What if she’d- We have police here, you know!” She looked about as indignant as it was possible to look while wearing a deliberately provocative sports minidress, which admittedly was mixed signals. “This isn’t Omega, you can’t just act like Archangel and hunt down to the bad guys solo!”
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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 Dec 16, 2015 4:13:50 GMT
She hadn't been expecting that reaction, or noticed the flaw in her lie, taking a step back as she tried to excuse her actions. "*hssk* I had a very good reason for it I assure you . . . *hssk* I can't say what it was but It's valid, trust me." After the Deacon incident, Druss had been far more reserved about her 'spectre quest', rarely mentioning it to others as of late. "*hssk* It would have been very much under control if I was allowed to bring my shotgun inside."
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Dec 16, 2015 22:20:22 GMT
“Whu- no,” Daia snorted. “‘Trust me’ is not a good enough reason to just let strangers wander into a public club with a shotgun, it...” She shook her head, exasperated. “You know what, if you want to be a cop, NAPD headquarters is just across town. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to take a shower.” And with that she turned on her heel and stalked off towards the changing room.
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Post by geminis on Dec 17, 2015 3:41:35 GMT
Krochir stood stark naked in the asari changing room, save for the armored helmet he had just put back on. Still dripping wet from his 'shower', he stood patiently as Darla toweled him off. "Honestly big guy, I don't get why we have to come here. I'm not working the diamond anymore and you sure as hell don't need to build any muscle." She stood on her tip toes to reach his shoulders, the Krogan a giant even among his own species and a bitch to dry off as he grunted. She sighed, "Well I guess. But doing it in full battle kit doesn't exactly help, does it? I get that you feel safe in it but there's a point where you have to stop living in a shell. You'll be talking about the home world or calling me 'thessia-clan' if you keep this up."
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Dec 17, 2015 4:38:43 GMT
Provided nothing was seriously wrong, Daia wasn’t one to hold onto a dark mood for long - generally the next distraction to come along had her back to her usual cheerful self, and if that happened to be the unexpected sight of a naked krogan of monumental proportions, well, bonus. Thoughts of vigilante volus were dispelled entirely.
“Hello,” she smiled at the pair, taking a seat - not too close, not too far away - on a bench opposite the showers to unlace her shoes.
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Post by geminis on Dec 17, 2015 4:47:07 GMT
Darla looked over and smiled, "Oh hi!" She paused, suddenly realizing another person was eyeing her big brother naked. "Oh shit!" She blushed, her purple-pink face turning bluer as she tried her best to cover Krochir up. "Goddess I'm so sorry, I didn't expect anyone to be here for another few hours and... Come on big guy, don't just stand there!" The Krogan grunted and shuffled behind a locker, his head still visible over the top.
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Dec 17, 2015 5:06:49 GMT
“Oh, no, it’s fine,” Daia hastily assured her. “No harm done...” With the krogan sadly hidden from view she finished getting her shoes off, and glanced at the asari again. “I haven’t seen you two here before - new members, or just visiting...? I’m Daia, by the way.”
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Post by geminis on Dec 18, 2015 3:48:35 GMT
"Darla, this is Krochir. Yeah we're new, just checking th place out. The big guy here wants me to get back in shape for whatever reason. Cause apparently you can't have a normal civilian life without the physique of a huntress." She chuckled and levitated a bottle of water to her hand. "You seem familiar by the way... You... You wouldn't be.... Daia from Citadel XXX, would you?"
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Dec 18, 2015 4:01:07 GMT
“Darla, Krochir, a pleasure.” Daia chuckled along with Darla’s joke, and moved over to one of the open showers, shrugging her dress off and hanging it safely out of the way of the spray. She looked back over her shoulder at the question and smiled.
“That’s me,” she grinned cheerfully. “You saw it?”
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