Sea of Stars

ur mistakes make us who we are.” A woman stranded in the sea of stars; and yet she sees only freedom -- not doom. { Independent Dragon Effect RP Blog. }

[herseaofstars]

Whats Mine is Yours // Isabela x Garrus

[cleanandsurgical]

Garrus considered her for a moment, electric blue eyes refusing to waver as he tried to read the woman’s ulterior motive. What are you getting at? he thought to himself as his mandible flickered. 

"What’s the catch?" he asked. Nothing ever came free and the 'you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours' policy seemed a little too good to be true. “What does your sect actually do? I won’t make exceptions unless I know the risks. I need full access to your comings and goings and then maybe I’ll consider your offer.” 

[herseaofstars]

"Oh, kitten. You sure are paranoid, aren't you? Still gotta make a living don't I?" Her body leaned from one side to the other, a devious smirk played her full lips, "nmm, well. I'll let you in my comings and goings if you truly want it..." And it was followed with a wink; making the comment more lude than it intended to be. 

She did sigh, running a finger across her brow, "my sect runs smuggling operations illegals. Batarians trying to escape their masters, quarians on the run, salarians escaping their government. Also smuggle drugs of various sorts through the ports of Illium and Citadel Space." A giggle escapes her, "we may hijack frigates transporting medicines and sell it here on  Omega at a cheaper cost. Still gotta make a profit, however."  Casually she shrugged, "we're hired muscle for politicians lookin' to get the one-up over one another."

[tavianalvia]

It ain’t using and abusing if I made the offer…

And no you shouldn’t murder him, I’d have to fucking find a new one.

[herseaofstars]

Well, now I want to do it even more!

[tavianalvia]

I’ve got better places to put my money.  Usin’ Afterlife for pickups ain’t free.

And I don’t wanna have a boss.  Landlord ain’t a boss, he’s just another client.

[herseaofstars]

You're the one that thinks I have some ulterior motive to try and be your boss. 

First of all; you wouldn't have to fuck anyone to stay, secondly it be free so long as you don't cause trouble, and thirdly; stop being a tit.

Meanwhile, you're all worried about what I'm going to do to you, but your landlord is using and abusing the privilege of your staying there.

Maybe I should murder him?

[tavianalvia]

Oh yeah.  I’m just gonna go with ‘please drive away my source of income’, sure.  Next you’ll tell me to pay the landlord with actual money.

[herseaofstars]

Oh my, for someone who works so hard for income, you certainly find ways to not use your income to actually pay people.

Here, I offer to give you a place to stay. And you rather fuck a seedy landlord. 

[tavianalvia]

I meant my clients.

[herseaofstars]

Ooohhh.

Well, I could if you like~

[tavianalvia]

I’m surprised you don’t drive away clients with it.

[herseaofstars]

Clients? 

People don't pay me to fuck them, dear, they pay me to kill for them and steal. 

[tavianalvia]

*IRRITABLE STARE*

Why do I talk to you again?

[herseaofstars]

Because you can't survive without me, darling. My voice brings you joy each day.

[tavianalvia]

*mandibles flare*

Excuse the fuck outta you, I spend all my time lookin’ for clients and actually doin’ work.

[herseaofstars]

Oh? So, you're saying we both work equally hard and take leisure when we can get it?

Why, thank you!

[tavianalvia]

…Oh so guess bein’ the boss means you’re lazy huh?

[herseaofstars]

Only as lazy as a hooker, dear. 

[tavianalvia]

Please, I got more self control than that and I manage myself.  How you think you’re gonna make money sleeping in, huh?

[herseaofstars]

That's what lackey's are for, darling. Honestly, don't you know how this mafia pirate business works?

[herseaofstars]

tavianalvia replied to your post:Afternoon already?

What, you been sleeping your way through the whole day? What kinda boss are you?

I'll have you know I'm a very good boss! Parties all night, orgies and sleeping in!

[herseaofstars]

Whats Mine is Yours // Isabela x Garrus

[cleanandsurgical]

Garrus felt like he was in some sort of time shift, the universe playing an evil trick on him as payback for the lives he had taken. Granted, they were all mercs, doing their best to make the helpless even more miserable. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t have to pay his dues. A life was a life, regardless of the particular path each soul chose to walk. 

Expression hard as stone, the turian did not miss the way River’s eyes wafted over him. She was a predator, but she would be sorely mistaken to assume that Garrus was her prey. Instead of correcting her, drawing her attention back to the situation at hand, he let her roam. 

Her explanation of the scene that had left him damaged made sense. 

          A deal? 

Sliding off the edge of the bed, Garrus stood, his full height filling the small room as he folded his arms, head tilting to the side ever so slightly. “Well, it seems you have my attention,” he whispered, the vibrations of his voice carrying and bouncing off the walls and ceiling. “What is it that you want? And do be specific. I hate tip-toeing around the truth.” 

[herseaofstars]

A light chuckle left the pirate, both her arms crossed beneath her buxom bosom while she observed him in turn, her thick lips smacking together. "Well," she began, "you want to continue being hero-in-the-night, don't you? Saving all those poor people and stopping all the bad gangs?"

"I can help with that; my sect of Blue Suns will help in rebuilding everything you need. In return, we don't mess with what you do and you don't mess with us. We help each other take out the other gangs on Omega, and crush them to start behaving like good little boys and girls, yeah?"

[herseaofstars]

Afternoon already?

[thecryingstarcrew-deactivated20]

*he smiles carefully at her*

You better cheat. I wouldn't be able to stand you being harmed.

[herseaofstars]

[ she smirks in turn, leaning in close to run her lush lips along his. Biting at him playfully and pressing in close.]

I love you, you... sneaky bastard. 

[thecryingstarcrew-deactivated20]

* he shakes his head and smiles ruefully*

You're talking to an escaped slave who works aboard a mercenary vessel. Along with a bunch of other mercenaries with stories just as bad, if not worse.

*he frowns again*

Either way, he's not going to get you. I don't care who he is.

[herseaofstars]

[ Reaching for him, she pulls him in close and frowns even deeper. ]

Qu'Ral, I know that everyone here is more than capable of defending themselves and this ship should the need arise. But the thought that anyone even has a fraction of a chance to be harmed because of my problems? 

I just don't like it. 

For so long I've always fought my own problems. If he comes, I'll challenge him to a duel and I'll settle it fair. Or.. as fair as I can, considering I cheat. [smirks]

[thecryingstarcrew-deactivated20]

*he glares at the message and his grip tightens slightly before he just holds her.*

….

If he tries anything….I’ll kill him. You don’t belong to him. You are your own person.

[herseaofstars]

Maybe... 

[ she doesn't sound too sure of it herself. But the message is an old haunting one, with a name she had not heard in years. A deep sigh leaves her. ] 

Seems no matter how far I run, I can't escape my past. This isn't someone we can just avoid, if he knows who I am than you all are in danger. Everyone aboard this ship. 

Look what I've gone and done, hm? 

[thecryingstarcrew-deactivated20]

*he holds her close and kisses her forehead* What is it? What’s wrong?

[herseaofstars]

[ The soft kiss is rewarded with a soft smile, but it quickly disappears. With a sigh she pulls up a message from her omnitool; the message is encrypted and it says; I know where you are, Naishe. ]

I think an old friend is going to come and pay me a visit; whether I want him to or not.