Posted by Vashkilu (Infiltrator) in A Definitely Legitimate Meeting

Posted by Elias “Eli” Trenor (Medic) in A Definitely Legitimate Meeting

Posted by Vashkilu (Infiltrator) in A Definitely Legitimate Meeting
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Nathan got his bearings as the group materialized on the surface. It wasn’t the first time the crew had been here, and he didn’t plan on it being the last. “Alright, let’s go, off to the Brewhouse,” he hurried the others, nodding to Noril in acknowledgement as the Betazoid passed. “We don’t want to keep our friend waiting.” He sized up the environmental conditions that day as they walked, figuring out any advantages he could use or hindrances to avoid if it came to it. “And to answer your question, Eli, no, I’d rather there’s not any - but I’ll win if there is.”

Nathan Murray
First Mate / Weapons

This wasn’t the worst nor the best place Vashkilu had ever been. Places like these were common if you knew where to look. She laughed, a breathy sensuous sound, at Eli and Nathan. “We have no doubt about that, do we Nori? Best crew in the business.” She spotted the sign for the brewhouse and drew herself up, adjusting her pace and glided, floated, swayed. It drew attention, but it was armor in a way. She strongly disliked this particular contact, but work was work.

Noril glanced at the three of them and grinned, “No one beats us. Between the two of you and Vash, we’re unstoppable.”

She followed Noril through the doors, and instantly all eyes were on her. Some jealous, envious, others stunned, lustful, longing. And a range of other things. It stopped people from noticing the guys and what they were doing. Everyone watched her.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Noril entered the building with the crew. Inside they recognized their Orion contact sitting at the bar, in the corner. Noril made a quick, simple hand gesture to the crew - act natural. One or two of them should approach Thogel, the rest should pick a spot in the bar and act like patrons.

~ N, Captain

Eli gave a small nod no reason for him to go over there, in truth his rather large frame tended to draw the wrong kind of attention. Though in truth sometimes that it was handy, people would focus on him more than they should all things considered. ‘well time for a drink’ he thought and moved the bar leaning on the corner where he could casually keep and eye on the door and his mates he ordered. “Something that stings going down” he noted then watched as things unfolded. Taking hold of whatever beverage was sent his way he took a nice long smell. “Thanks” he said sliding the money over, “Keep it” he said in reference to and change that may come.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash made her way toward the other end of the bar/tavern/watering hole/whatever this place was. Eyes followed her as she made her way over to the bar with Eli. She just smiled at the man behind the counter, who fumbled to pour her a drink, too tongue tied to even ask what she wanted. She gave him a smile that made him swallow and his hands shake like a school boy with his first crush. She took the glass, sliding payment across to the man. She looked at Eli and winked before making her way toward a group gathered around a fryz-har. A complicated keyed musical instrument.

HIs lips twisted into a half smirk half lost puppy dog smile. His heart raced for a moment, like it had when he was a very young man. It was an involuntary reaction to her physiology, he did not really think about her that way, she was more a daughter or sister to him. ‘Sister’ the thought came to him, anger swelling from deep inside as he remembered the loss of his twin, he decided to take a drink to calm himself. There was no doubt that he would bend a man in half if anyone tried to harm vash but it was not for the reasons most would suspect. The loss of his family to the brutality of the Cardassians had left him broken relationship wise. She and the crew of the Albatross were the closest thing he had to a family since the Maquis had been disbanded. He tossed back his drink and left it for the bar tender to poor him another.

Her Deltan genes allowed Vash to pick up on Eli’s temporary upset. Though she had no idea what caused it, she was aware. Living with the same people in close quarters for so long, she could recognize their feelings in a crowd. Maybe she could do something.

Nathan had no such issues in approaching the contact, and quietly wandered over that way, not walking in a direct line but not being slow about it either. He sat in an open seat near enough to Thogel, looking over towards the man and half-smiling. Though his focus was on the one in front of him, Nathan kept awareness of the surroundings - after all, if things came to blows his job was to shoot before they could and get his captain and crew out of there.

Nathan Murray
First Mate / Weapons

Thogel smirked in Nathan’s direction for a moment before turning his eyes on Vash, watching her claim the fascination and dreams of every person in the room, his included. He turned to look at Noril as he got closer. Which one was he? Sisnil or Noril? He could never tell them apart. He leaned back in his chair and waved at a seat. The table was filled with a variety of drinks, foods, deserts, small trinkets. All for the taking of his guest. It was the Orion way, to lavish business associates with luxury before doing business. These things came with no strings attached. These were not as lavish as their first meeting because the deal had already been struck. More would be offered if the deal was closed successfully. “Help yourself Zoi. Relax, partake, after a job completed.” He looked at him shrewdly, “It is completed.”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Looking around the room he kept watch casually searching the room for threats, though he more looked like he was looking for someone to hit on. He smiled at a few people here and there to keep up the facade.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

The man at the fryz-har was all too happy to allow her to take over. She chatted with the group, engaging them, drawing them in. Except one. A woman, a regular, walked toward Eli. She nodded to the bar tender and looked up at Eli. She was pretty, stunning really, older than Vash, fit, clean, with a knowing look. “I thought maybe you were with her,” she said nodding towards Vash. “Glad to see some people are immune to their false charms.”

Noril carried a PaDD. He took a seat next to Thogel, on his guard. Unlike Sisnil, he wasn’t as good at hiding his nerves. “Noril.” He said, answering Thogel’s unspoken question. This was a Syndicate contact. “Our mission went wrong, we had unexpected difficulties. Sisnil’s been caught. I can’t sense him. Don’t know where he is.”

Thogel’s eyes narrowed, “How wrong?” He demanded. He made a slight tapping rhythm with his foot that Nathan might catch from his view point. Three individuals who before had been just another bored face in the crowd moved. One blocked the door tobthe back, one the front door, and the last moved toward Noril and Thorgal. They were armed and built like brick walls.

He looked at Thogel, “But relax, that doesn’t mean it wasn’t a success. I’ve got what you requested,” he gestured towards the PaDD.

~ N, Captain

Thogel picked up the PaDD and read over it. Taking his time, he waved at the food again. He wanted to make sure he got what he was paying for.

In the mean time, Vash had noticed the three ‘bouncers’. She started to play the fryz-har. She was skilled and excellent in it. Then she began to sing. Her voice like a siren, haunting and alluring. It caused Thogel to take longer as he was very distracted by Vash.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator