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thievingrumors) wrote2012-05-14 08:05 am
thievingrumors) wrote2012-05-14 08:05 am
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Now you see me... [Closed]
So, kidnapped by a mysterious force and dumped on an unknown space station in an unknown star system. This could be worse, Kasumi wasn’t exactly sure how it could be worse, maybe the ship could be trying to kill them or something (who knows, maybe it was quietly plotting their deaths at this very moment). She wasn’t even sure she wasn’t dead, she didn’t feel dead but she’d never been dead before so, who knows. Maybe the afterlife was just a boring space station.
“God, that’s a depressing thought,” she mumbled softly to herself as picked through files on the cortex. It looked like both EDI and Shepard were here. Or rather they both had e-mail addresses on the cortex and there were messages in their ‘To’ and ‘From’ boxes.
She hadn’t been out of that Quarantine for more than an hour before she was stealing things. The first victim of her mild kleptomania was one Gaius Baltar (not because she knew him or wished him ill, it was simply that she needed paper). Kasumi snuck quietly into the science lab and stole almost every scrap of paper sitting on the tables. It looked like he was researching what was in everyone’s blood, nanites, apparently. Good to know, she just hoped they didn’t interact poorly with her graybox. The woman enjoyed not being a human vegetable, thank you very much.
There was also something about the number six? Odd. She'd read the papers later.
Kasumi left one of the middle nanite pages for Gaius, after folding it into a careful paper rose. Leaving a calling card was dangerous for a thief and it was something Keiji had convinced her to give up, except in cases where she was being playful. She would often leave a single rose in a place only Keiji would find it if they were both contracted for the same job. It was her way of saying ‘I got here first’ and he would always sigh at her for it.
She didn’t plan on keeping anything she stole on this station so she felt the rose was a perfectly acceptable calling card here. Hours later her silent footsteps brought her to the door outside Shepard’s room. She hopped up, getting a grip on a few of the pipes lining the ceiling to make her way into the vents. She was actually surprised how easy the panel had been to pry off and how roomy the vents were, at least in comparison to other vents she’d crawled around in.
The trip was short and she silently popped the vent in Shepard’s room off before landing with a very slight puff. She looked over her shoulder to ensure the other woman was still asleep before scanning the room for something she could take.
A model ship in a glass bottle. Of course Shep would have one of those.
She left a paper rose on the stand where the bottle had once been and carefully exited the room, the door closing with a soft huff as she left. She was hoping Shepard would remember the conversation they had on her calling card. …Otherwise it might be a bit awkward explaining why she had taken to sneaking into the other woman’s room in the middle of the night to leave her a paper flower.
Well, perhaps the Commander wouldn’t jump to a conclusion. She didn’t think Shepard noticed that half the crew of the Normandy had a huge crush on her. That Kelly woman had some terrible poetry dedicated to the topic. It was endearing in that creepy kind of way.
“God, that’s a depressing thought,” she mumbled softly to herself as picked through files on the cortex. It looked like both EDI and Shepard were here. Or rather they both had e-mail addresses on the cortex and there were messages in their ‘To’ and ‘From’ boxes.
She hadn’t been out of that Quarantine for more than an hour before she was stealing things. The first victim of her mild kleptomania was one Gaius Baltar (not because she knew him or wished him ill, it was simply that she needed paper). Kasumi snuck quietly into the science lab and stole almost every scrap of paper sitting on the tables. It looked like he was researching what was in everyone’s blood, nanites, apparently. Good to know, she just hoped they didn’t interact poorly with her graybox. The woman enjoyed not being a human vegetable, thank you very much.
There was also something about the number six? Odd. She'd read the papers later.
Kasumi left one of the middle nanite pages for Gaius, after folding it into a careful paper rose. Leaving a calling card was dangerous for a thief and it was something Keiji had convinced her to give up, except in cases where she was being playful. She would often leave a single rose in a place only Keiji would find it if they were both contracted for the same job. It was her way of saying ‘I got here first’ and he would always sigh at her for it.
She didn’t plan on keeping anything she stole on this station so she felt the rose was a perfectly acceptable calling card here. Hours later her silent footsteps brought her to the door outside Shepard’s room. She hopped up, getting a grip on a few of the pipes lining the ceiling to make her way into the vents. She was actually surprised how easy the panel had been to pry off and how roomy the vents were, at least in comparison to other vents she’d crawled around in.
The trip was short and she silently popped the vent in Shepard’s room off before landing with a very slight puff. She looked over her shoulder to ensure the other woman was still asleep before scanning the room for something she could take.
A model ship in a glass bottle. Of course Shep would have one of those.
She left a paper rose on the stand where the bottle had once been and carefully exited the room, the door closing with a soft huff as she left. She was hoping Shepard would remember the conversation they had on her calling card. …Otherwise it might be a bit awkward explaining why she had taken to sneaking into the other woman’s room in the middle of the night to leave her a paper flower.
Well, perhaps the Commander wouldn’t jump to a conclusion. She didn’t think Shepard noticed that half the crew of the Normandy had a huge crush on her. That Kelly woman had some terrible poetry dedicated to the topic. It was endearing in that creepy kind of way.