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[thievingrumors]

Kasumi was most certainly bored, as was illustrated by her hanging off the sofa at an awkward angle in the recreational room. Her sock-clad feet were hanging over the back of one of the chairs and her head was dipping close to the floor. The woman’s eyes were firmly locked on the hand held mobile device in her hand.

Her eyes scanned the screen. She was looking for anything in the database that would be remotely helpful. Thus far she was coming up empty and her attempts to hack into the system were being met with mostly frustration. Every time she would get through one firewall, four more would pop up and then eventually she would be booted off the server and have to start all over again. It was almost as if the system was evolving to her attacks.

She sighed heavily as she flicked to another page in the cortex. She was definitely going to have to resort to stealing things again. Clearly there was nothing better to do on the ship and the largest source of her amusement thus far. That was sad.

“Well, I think it’s settled. I’m officially in hell,” this said as she tossed her communicator onto the coffee table.

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[nomoremrnicegaius]

Gaius looks over at her for the first time in the past couple of minutes; sympathy draws lines across his face.

Then slowly, he turns his eyes back towards the stars because he doesn't think he can look someone in the eye and say this and still keep his composure.

"I don't think I was ever more terrified than the moment I watched the bombs rain down on Caprica," he says. "But what I realized then, with all these people around me dying, was that despite everything, I still wanted to live and I was willing to fight for it. So I let myself be scared. There was no fighting that. But I let that terror propel me forward. And I'm alive today because of it."

He turns to face her again.

"If there's anything I can do, let me know," he says. "I know it's probably little consolation, but whatever we learn here might prove useful in our own worlds when we return."

Gaius was hoping for that much.

[thievingrumors]

This was the best opportunity Kasumi was going to have to steal Gaius’ communicator. After the story he had just told her, she actually felt a little bad about it.

Obviously not bad enough to stop her from stealing from him, but that was beside the point.

She pushed herself away from the window and close enough to him to stand on her tiptoes and lay a very light kiss on his left cheek. This was of course, a misdirection, a distraction so he wouldn’t notice her fingers plucking the communicator from his back pocket. “Thank you,” a pause, “for your concern, I mean.”

A small smile lightly touched her lips as she started to walk away. The communicator was now nestled safely in her own front pocket, “I’m sorry about Caprica.” This said over her shoulder as she leaned against the door frame. Her form was silhouetted by the light pouring in from the hallway. “And thanks again for the tour. It was most enlightening.”

With that she started down the hall. The man had made stealing his communicator almost too easy. Kasumi just hoped he didn’t notice it missing for a few hours. Surely she could sneak it back into his room or the lab before he noticed it was gone. Her small smile turned into a smirk, signifying that she was most pleased with herself.

Now she just had to figure out what she and Shepard were going to be wearing.