#gossipingthief

[lavendervcined]

@gossipingthief 

“Do I even want to know, or should I just pretend I saw nothing?” She tries, honestly, to sound foreboding, but moreso she ends up sounding half amused and half exhausted. 

[cognosci-blog]

‘  should you need something, i would prefer you ask.  ’  gentle tone is far COLDER than usual -- stern, gaze refusing to lift from the datapad at hand, its glow an added warmth to sapphire cheeks. finger taps upon it’s surface, reviewing it’s contents, the PRICE of the intel the woman had managed to take. a heavy sigh falls from their lips, datapad placed aside with a slight clatter.  ‘  or at least be kind enough to pay.  ’  had she not been a friend of her favorite commander -- the broker would be far less kind -- lives had surely been lost for less... // @gossipingthief ♡’d

[vcga]

@gossipingthief LIKED FOR A STARTER.

“you SURE about this? i mean, it’s not exactly my forte.”

[apexcommander-blog]

How flexible do you think Turians are?

All jokes aside, very. The “reach and flexibility” bit is funny, but also fits really well; I have no idea if this is headcanon or a half-remembered codex entry, but Palaven is extremely mountainous, jagged peaks and cliff-faces everywhere given its very metal-heavy mineral profile. I headcanon that Turians have had to spend their entire evolution climbing, and their bodies ended up extremely well-suited to it: tall, long-limbed, narrow-bodied, flexible, lean but powerful musculature, covered in protective plating in the event of falls, skin that both promotes grip and resists damage from friction, presumably avian lungs (hyper-efficient oxygen processing, great for high altitudes), and so on. They’re rubbish swimmers, but you will never out-climb a healthy Turian. 

Now, because it’s Sunday, I’m obligated to add: yes, this does make achieving a wide variety of sexual positions very possible. Only Salarians are bendier, but most Turians actually have a sex drive, so if you want someone for some particularly athletic sex a Turian is your best bet. Them birds can go. 

[willreignite]

“Nah. I’d rather keep the view for my eyes only.” She cleared her throat and stepped into the apartment while fixing her uniform. If she wasn’t welcome, Kasumi would say that right away, wouldn’t she? “You have a nice place here. Definitely stands out from what I’m used to see. But it seems that Japan in general is big on keeping its tradition instead of vouching for total globalisation and making each and every part of the world look alike. It’s a good thing.”

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[scopedxdropped]

@gossipingthief is going to get a little something in her mail...

To: ERROR_CONTACT_ENCRYPTED

Subject: Need your help.

First of all, I got these contact details from T’Soni. I knew you’d done some work together and it took enough arm twisting to get this much. You didn’t exactly leave a calling card after the Collectors so I had to make do.

Next time I’m back on Citadel, I want to meet. Any location, any conditions; I’ll let you decide. If I don’t hear back I’ll delete this contact information. I won’t chase up on you any further.

Thanks.

By the way, it’s Garrus.

He’d still check up on that message every now and then, even after he’d gotten a confirmation back on his little meet up-- even now, while he was standing around on the Citadel waiting for them. It was best to look busy, especially when the aforementioned person could arrive in the literal blink of an eye.

Or could already be here, somewhere… Kasumi was relatively harmless enough herself, but call it a stubborn turian mentality not to like the thought of an invisible knife you'll always have your back to.

[a03-malapa-blog]

@gossipingthief | Liked for a starter

There were many things Ryder just was not good at. Stealing, sneaking, breaking an entry....Basically, everything she was doing right now.  But how she found herself in the middle of this clusterfuck kind of goes beyond Ryder family bad luck. it just felt excessive, almost like luck and chance decided that they hated her personally.  

She was just here to get something that rightfully belonged to her. Past hacking the lock, the rest should have been easy. Her brother told her to leave it alone, but she couldn't and now....well, now she was gunfire ducking under a coffee table in a citadel penthouse apartment. 

How it snowballed into this situation was hard to place. Maybe she tripped an alarm coming in? She was far from careful; using a bypass program her brother got for her. Ann didn't know what she was really doing. It wouldn't explain why they were shooting each other and not at her. Frankly, it didn't really matter; It obviously had nothing to do with her...she hoped. Ryder was here for one thing. 

A vase shattered on the table above her, the fight was moving closer. The table itself was metal. The owner of this apartment was really into the sleek industrial look, there wasn't a warm or inviting piece of furniture in this place. 

She still hadn't found what she was looking for. Her brother gave her a cloaking device because he knew his sister. Planning and foresight were more his thing. (She made a mental note to thank him, then punch him for talking her out of taking a weapon with her.)

Ann was a doer, and there was no way she was quitting now. Slowly she crawled out from under the table, slipping into the master bedroom where she continued her search. There was no need to be so delicate about it now, tossing things left and right. Dumping out drawers, flipping the mattress. 

That was stupid, why would he keep it there? Ugh, you’re wasting time.

She went back to the dresser...then checked the desk.

[nxcknames]

@gossipingthief

     Kasumi sat on the apartment floor, folding all of the clothes that      surrounded her. Erupting with laughter upon lifting one of his shirts      out in front of her. “Oh my God, it’s like a dress – why are you so      BIG?” There’s a pause, “Not like that. I mean, sure like that, but      oh just fold it yourself.” She chuckled quietly, leaning across the      pile of clothes to plant a kiss onto his lips.

James laughed boomed through the room. He couldn’t keep it inside from what she had just implied. “You’re cute Kas. Very cute.” he chuckled returned the kiss. “I feel like this would reach the floor if you tried it on.” he smiled folding the shirt into the way he liked it. “So what did you mean by big huh?” he teased the woman.