#starlightsmugglers

[the-omega-thief]

Smugglers. When it came down to having to smuggle something, it was her one time when she had to actually work with them. At the very least, talk to them. Shouldn’t be that hard, considering the fact that Brill use to be a Thief. Smuggling really wasn’t all that different. Except for the fact that she didn’t want to admit to that. 

Nova had suggested one smuggler in particular who fit the specs... A smuggler named... Nova, the irony. Brill was all set to meet the person, set up the deal, except for the fact that she had no idea what Nova looked like, all she had was a time and a location. Vagueness was great. 

It helped that Brill had a cardboard sign held in front of her reading ‘Hiring Smuggler’ to better put the word out.

[bartender-and-bouncer-blog]

“great. perfect. nice. FUCK this.”

“You alright there, kid?” A withered, projected voice called over the din of a moderately busy bar, belonging to a Krogan female, the bouncer of the establishment. She had shifted her gaze over to the louder individual, ready to move if another fight broke out.