Returning something that doesn't belong to me... (Shep!)

[thievingrumors]

Kasumi generally didn’t get up before 10 and it was very clear that she had just rolled out of bed shortly after sending that e-mail to Shepard. Her hair was definitely tousled and her hooded sweatshirt and sweatpants were disheveled. She was wearing the standard issue black socks. They worked well enough for her and were quieter than the sneakers she had been given.

She had the ship she’d stolen under one arm as she approached the door to Shepard’s room, “So early…” She knocked carefully on the door. Of course she could have just entered the room through the same means that she’d stolen the ship but… she was worried that might jar the ship and something may have come off of it or broken.

She was brash and could be tactless but she wasn’t a total jerk. Kasumi definitely took care of items that she had stolen. Broken items didn’t sell well and she rarely had the time to fix ones she wanted to keep.

She examined the ship carefully while she waited for the door to open. It was a cute little warship. It looked more maneuverable than well armored and the mini canons looked pretty light-weight. The front had a pretty little mermaid attached to the bow, it was surprisingly detailed for such a little ship. The ropes were real twine and taught where they needed to be. Even the crow’s nest was finely detailed. It looked like there was a tiny bottle inside along with some ropes and maybe mini binoculars. Kasumi was enamored with the details.

It was very clear some care had been taken when putting this together.

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[shepard]

Shepard's at the door a few moments later, a water bottle in hand. It's clear from the thin film of sweat on her brow and neck that she had been working out this morning.

"Come in," she says, stepping aside for the woman. It's strange, somehow; already, she's met two people aboard this station she didn't know before coming here but knew her quite well. Shepard didn't like being stuck at a disadvantage, and clearly this woman had her at one.

Shepard leads the way to the small table present in every living quarters she's been in since she first found herself aboard the Proserpina. "Take a seat," she says, gesturing at one of the empty chairs at the table. And once Kasumi sits down, Shepard does, too, setting the water bottle down on the table.

"It's good to finally meet you," she says. "Though it sounds like it isn't the first time for you."