#mercatwork

[tavianalvia]

@mercatwork

It took more maneuvering than he usually liked to do to get the lady’s name. Nothing could just be simple on the Nexus, that would actually mean things were running smoothly.  Spirits forbid that happen.  So instead Tavi traded favors and credits for... a name.

Not even what he wanted. Just a name.

Vetra had better be worth it. At least once he had the name finding her was sort of easy.  He cleared his throat nervously, unsure of how to go about getting anyone’s attention.

[raifer-vayne]

@mercatwork continued So many promises were made about this damn journey here, and not a single one that Raifer actually cared about felt kept to its fullest extent. He felt cheated. "It's such bullshit. I told them not to put me under ice. That I'd be fine after the years, look the same and wouldn't age at all. But they couldn't trust a mercenary without any constant surveillance." Downing another drink, he hissed impatiently, then realized that she was looking him over. This Turian would be easily recognizable; the visor and purple markings. "Funniest part of that whole thing is that they hired me for protection. I just can't believe I was drunk and desperate enough that I believed this lie of a fresh start. Then again, who else would have bailed me out from the law?" A raspy laughed came up after his words, finding this situation completely ridiculous.

[javegar-blog]

It smells like updog in here.

▌░ —  “I’m not sure what updog smells like? I’m afraid I‘m not going to be much help.”

[javegar-blog]

“JAAL'S SUDDEN BUT GLORIOUS ASS”

▌░ — THANKS FOR READING MY RULES!

(p.s.) i see you there, ash. setting things up. looking forward to that.