[lordlollypop]

[o-megamerc]

neurophysicist started following you

"Who the hell are you? More importantly what the hell do you want?"

[cloakandcrusader]

“An off-duty Alliance soldier. But if you’d like, I can offer a practical example as to where you might stick that attitude of yours.” Far as Persephone could see, this girl had a chip on her shoulder the size of a dreadnought, to try and pick a fight with the clearly-packing lieutenant. It was wise to be careful - too many mercs these days had more thermal clips than sense. 

[o-megamerc]

"Doesn't matter. What does matter is that you are Alliance on duty, off duty, I don't care. What I do care is that you're in my bar. " It wasn't her bar, not really but it didn't stop her from stating as such. Though her attitude was never in the lightest of spirits, the job gone bad that she experienced earlier didn't help her mood either.

"And just where should I shove it actually. I'm just dying to know. 

[arianashepard]

[She shrugs.] I’m just wandering around, really.

[o-megamerc]

Sounds more like trouble, really.

[o-megamerc]

cloakandcrusader started following you

"Another Alliance soldier? Because that's just what I fucking need right now."

[arianashepard]

I’ve had worse.  You’ll live.

[o-megamerc]

The great Commander Shepard come to check up on me? I don't know if I should be honored or worried.

[o-megamerc]

Well that's going to leave a mark...

[o-megamerc]

Fuck, fuck FUCK.

[stunnasgalore-blog]

[goldenboyphoenix]

He held up both hands in a classic surrender pose. “My most humble apologies, ma’am,” he said, offering a smile towards her, dipping his head slightly. “No Kate for you, got it loud and clear.”

He shifted his body slightly, dropping jaw onto palm as he mused a little on the answer. Mainly whether she wanted the truth or not. And for what reason. 

"Ahh, I’m only here on furlough. I wasn’t the only one to get the idea even though Omega is technically off-limits to us grunts," he said, chuckling easily then shrugging. He took a swig of his drink. "You here on a permanent basis or just on vacation?"

[o-megamerc]

"Please, I'm not lucky enough to get a vacation." There was a snort as her lips hung around the rim of the newly aquired beer bottle. Things were starting to become a little hazy. She'd lost track of how many drinks she had had with he marine or how many she had consumed previously.  

"Omega's home, my place of employment and whatever other meaning you'd like to find for it." Sure to some the mushroom shaped station was nothing more than a pisshole, but it was her pisshole and there was some weird part of her that was proud of that fact. 

Or maybe that was just the alcohol talking. 

The woman groaned as she took yet another drink finishing off that one in the process. "What did I say about calling me ma'am? I gave you a name didn't I? Don't make me pour my beer all over you. Now that would just be the waste of a good drink." The mercenary was too far gone at this point, words slurring together as the whole world around started to blur together. And yet she still rose her hand in a gesture for yet another drink. 

[mostlysobersecurity]

o-megamerc said:

[MSG] Is that a bad thing?

[ msg: ] is it a good thing

[o-megamerc]

[MSG] Oh it could be a very good thing. 

[ask-the-lady-in-green]

Come ask my character really hard questions about themselves, their past, or their relationships.

[goldenboyphoenix]

He couldn’t help the grin that formed on his face before chuckling softly. “I don’t need a gun to defend myself,” he said, shrugging his shoulders a little bit. “My body itself is a weapon. Don’t worry about me, love.” 

He tilted his head as she suggested he try anyways before he rolled his eyes. One hand rose and he began to count off the names. “Mary, Elizabeth, Jane, Erica,” he began before snorting softly and shaking his head. None of those sounded right at all. Eventually she was relieving him of trying to come up with a name. He took a sip of his drink.

"Katherine, how? Just Katherine? Kate maybe? Kat?" he asked, perking a brow with a teasing, relaxed smile on his face. 

[o-megamerc]

The Mercenary leaned forward, hair falling across her shoulder as her movements shifted closer to the stranger that stood beside her. "You call me Kate again and you'll be buying your own drinks." 

This was one of the first times in a long time she was had just been able to sit down and have a drink. Tonight she didn't have to worry about a contact or a target, something she was more then thankful for. 

"You on Omega for long?" This was more conversation then she normally gave, at least when she wasn't on the job. At this point she was sure it was the alcohol talking, at least that was what she hoped. Getting too friendly with a complete stranger usually wound up to be dangerous, especially on Omega. 

[armsxmaster-a-deactivated201806]

Ah, Miss…oh wait…I don’t know who the fuck you are and I suddenly realize I don’t give a shit. Only thing I know is that my business here doesn’t concern you. I still have property on Omega, which means I’ll go where I damn please [smirks] 

[o-megamerc]

I'd heard you were here with Commander Shepard. I'm sure that's a big step up for a grunt like you all things considered. I wouldn't be so sure about that property of yours. 

You all of people should know that Batarians don't let go of things easily. Let's just say they took matters into their own hands while you were away. 

[nthmetal]

Keira Knightley as Katherine Harper Omega’s Mercenary

After a bad run in with Cerberus that left her tortured and her partner dead the woman was stranded on Omega and Katherine Harper took up the only profession that could succeed on a pisshole station like Omega.  Becoming a person favorite of Aria’s she quickly rose up as becoming one of the brightest and best. But it’s after a surprising relationship with the Cerberus turned Alliance soldier Thomas Stormosi that Katherine’s cold mercenary demeanor begins to take a change. 

[goldenboyphoenix]

An eyebrow perked as he peered at her. He was legitimately amused and interested. You can take the boy from the farm… “Oh me, I ain’t a threat to no one no how,” he said, waving his hand vaguely then chuckling. Certainly not something a guy fresh out of basic for the Alliance military should say. Though Tom was always the first to downplay his own skill. 

Fingertips trailed idly along the glass, collecting the condensation on the pads of his fingers as he watched her. And he watched everyone else out of the corner of his eye, too. Being on alert, especially on Omega, was a necessity if one wanted to see the next cycle of the sun. 

"That I do, and it certainly ain’t soldier boy. It’s Thomas. Most call me Tom, though," he explained, easing himself against the bar. He might look relaxed on the outset but he was coiled and ready in case the earlier aliens he had threatened decided to come back and see if he was worth his salt. 

"And yours would be? I’d guess but I doubt I’d come up with the right name in a million years." 

[o-megamerc]

"No, of course you're not." Katherine responded in an agreement to his previous statement. She was more then sure the man had only been joking but she most certainly had not. "You do realize you've come to one of the most dangerous spots on Omega without a weapon?" Throughout their conversation the mercenary had been analyzing, it was part of her job after all and with a thorough look over she'd noticed the lack of gun on his person.

Now that was extremely foolish.

"Thomas hmm?" she repeated and the name rolled off her tongue as if it has always been there. There was the gentle dip of her head as a small laugh pushed its way between her lips. "No I think I want to hear what you could possibly have in mind."

As she listened to waved down the bartender again, calling for yet another drink. She was going through them awfully fast, and this hadn't even been a bad night compared to most. Finally she gave in, tiring at his attempts to place a name to her face.

"Katherine, my name is Katherine."

[o-megamerc]

ltjvega started following you

Mr. Vega. The last I heard you weren't exactly welcome back on Omega. At least not after that little stunt you pulled the last time you were around.