Tiffany Korta

Science Police's Initiative: 5#1d20+1 19 15 4 3 3, Ms. Centurion Initiative: 1d20+6 23

Klara's Gather Information: 1d20+15 27, I'll try asking around Bluff: 1d20+15 26, Diplomacy: 1d20+15 29 and Sense Motive: 1d20+15 18.

Dr Thorne 1 post (GM Post) = 1PP Emerald Spider 2 posts. Emerald Consequences (1) League of Their Own (1) Madame Raven 1 posts Meanwhile at the stately Summers Manor... (1) Ms Bright 1 posts A Different Kind of Justice (1) Keep Their Heads Ringing () The Immutable Betsy Brooks 3 posts Cross Road Blues (3) The Traveller 1 post (GM Post) = 1PP + 1PP (Ref Point) + 2PP (Vignette) + 2PP (Wiki page) + 2PP (HellQ) + 2PP (Guidebook) = 10PP Guidebook (Traveller) HellQ The Architects (Wiki page) Vignette Valkyrja 1 post (GM Post) White Lioness 2 posts Dangerous Dockside Dealings (2) Zhenshchina-voin 1 post Bubblegum Heart (1) GMing posts (2 x 2 = 4) If you meet yourself on the road... (1) Meanwhile at the stately Summers Manor... (1)

Klara will fall back on her old spy training and poke around a little and see what she could find.

The Traveller Alternate Identity: Public Birthplace: Shashikala village, Harappa, Indus Valley Residence: (Optional) Where the character normally resides / lives. Base of Operations: (Optional) Where in the city the character primarily operates or their headquarters' location, if anywhere. Occupation: Soldier, Scholar, Engineer and Explorer Affiliations: Praetorians Family: They live on in her memory Description: Age: 5,000+ years Apparent Age: 30 Gender: Female Ethnicity: South Asian Height: 1.73m (5ft 8in) Weight: 54kg (119lbs) Eyes: Brown Hair: Black

Introduction Who are you? Sum yourself up in one sentence. Just a very old traveller through space Do you have any nicknames, street names, titles, or nom de plume? The Traveller, I’ve got a bit of a wanderlust. What is your full birth name? Sitara Shashikala, roughly translate to Star Brightmoon Where do you live? Lots of different places. Right now the closest to a home I guess is CoVic station. How old are you? What year were you born (if applicable)? Roughly five thousands years, give or take a decade or two. Physical Traits What is your gender? If not applicable, please explain. mArttikAvata changed a lot but I still female. How would you describe your heritage? Apparently I from the Indus Valley people, ancestor of the modern Indians How tall are you? Let’s see in your units 172 cm tall. What is your body type? Genetically modified Do you have any particular weaknesses, such as allergies or physical disabilities? Does a wanderlust count? How do you carry yourself? Are you graceful, or heavy on your feet? Can you be stealthy, do you walk with confidence? I like the term slinky. Describe your skin, eye, and hair color. Brown eyes and Black hair. How do you wear your hair, if applicable? Do you have facial hair? I’ve tried many styles over the centuries, right now I tend to keep it fairly long. Do you consider yourself attractive? Do others? Beauty standards vary so much through the galaxy, but I like to think I hold my own among humanoids. Do you have any scars, tattoos, piercings, or birthmarks? My regeneration means I can’t keep any body marking, though I’ve tried a few things over the years. Do you resemble anyone famous? After a few millennia I think its more the other way around. Do you have a dominant hand? Always been fine with both hands, its a gift I guess. What kind of clothing do you wear? For everyday use I tend to prefer a simple jumpsuit. Do you wear makeup? Normally not. What is your vocal range? Is your voice distinctive in some way? Good enough to carry a drinking song. Do you have any distinctive habits, nervous tics, or mannerisms? Where did they come from, and what causes them? Do other people notice and remark on these habits? Do they annoy you or other people? Lots of little ones over the years. History Where do you come from? Small village of Shashikala it’s not existed for a very long time Have you made any major moves, or do you live in your hometown? Only all across the spiral arm of this galaxy. Do you feel loyal to your country of citizenship? Do you consider yourself patriotic? How do you feel about the government of your country? My people are long gone, I’ve found new allies to pledge myself too. How do you feel about the place you come from? I don’t think about it much, but those rare times I miss it terribly. Where is your home town? What was/is it like? Somewhere in place now called Pakistan, I’ve not been back recently. Growing up, were most of the people you knew similar to you, or were you somehow a minority? How did that affect you? Growing up I was pretty normal really. Is there something you've always been really good at or really bad at? How has that affected your life? Exploration, was always looking to see what was over that next hill. Were there any traumatic experiences in your early years (death of a family member, abandonment, orphaned at an early age)? Until the mArttik Avata arrive things were going pretty good. Briefly describe a defining moment in your childhood and how it influenced your life. There was a sacrid cave that no one was meant to go in, it was haunted or cursed or something. One night I snuck in regardless, finding it was full of this beautiful cave art older then even our little village. From then on I was always sticking me nose into places that I wasn’t allowed to go. What stupid things did you do when you were younger? There was this little river spirit we used to tease all the time, luckily it wasn’t powerful enough to do more than a little shock. Where did you go to school? How much school did you have, and did you enjoy it? No school for me we learned what we needed through watching others do there job, and questions lots of questions. Do you have any mementos of your childhood? What are they, and why did you keep them? If you have none, why not? An hair comb that I wore the day I left Earth, I still wear it often. When did you decide to become a hero? Why? Did anyone influence you one way or another in the decision? The mArttik Avata needed warriors to fight against an ancient foe, and I couldn’t turn down a chance to explore the Galaxy. Is the reason you give people for becoming a hero different than your real reason? If so, why? Nope I’m a simple girl with a simple wanderlust. Do you have any deep, dark secrets in the past that may come back to haunt you? We fought a war among the stars and whilst fighting I’ve done some suspect things in the past, whole species might have a grudge against me, though to them I might be no more than a legend. Do you represent yourself as being different from who you really are? Why? What you see is what you get. If you do have these secrets, what do you fear would happen if the truth became known? How far would you go to protect those secrets? I’ve come to term with what I’ve done in the past and if I can I’d make amends for what I’d done. Do you have any sort of criminal record? If so, is it public knowledge? I was wanted for a bit in the Lor Republic and I’m still an outlaw in the Khanate. Family What are your biological parents' names? Were you raised by them? If not, please explain and describe who raised you. I was raised by my parents yes. What was their standing in the community? What did/do they do for a living? Farming folk when it was still a new idea. Where are your parents now? They live on in my mind now. Did your family stay in one area or move around a lot? Apart from a yearly visit to the market at the nearby larger town we stayed in our own village. How did you get along with their parents? How do you get along with them now (if applicable). I always got on well with my parents. How do your parents view you now, or how would they? I think they’d be proud of all the good I’ve done through the centuries, though maybe not how I spend my spare time. Do you have any siblings? If so how many and what are their names? Describe your relationship with them. I come from a large family, I’m sure hundred of generations have come from my brothers and sisters. What was your birth order in the family? I was a middle child, some of my elder siblings had already married before I came of age. Where are your siblings now (if applicable)? Do they have families of their own? What do they do? As far as I know I’m the only surviving member of my family. Do you stay in touch with them or have you become estranged? I had to give them all up when I left for the stars. Do you love or hate one member of the family in particular? I think its been to long to hold a grudge about the petty things that happened back then. Is any member of the family special to you in any way (perhaps, as a confidant, mentor, or arch-rival)? Not really. Are there any black (or white) sheep in the family (including you)? If so, please explain. I guess I’m the black sheep of the family. Do you have a notorious or celebrated ancestor? If so, please explain, including how it has affected your life. I always enjoying meeting our ancestors during the special days when they could visit. Do you have a partner and children currently? If so, please describe them. I’ve adopted a little girl who I look after when I can. If you do not have a partner or children, do you want them someday? How firm are you in your opinion on this, and what might change your mind? I’ve had a few various children down the centuries. What type of person would be your ideal mate? Once I figure it out I’ll let you know, though I really enjoying all the practice to help find out. Relationships Do you have any close friends? If so, please describe them, and how you came to be close to them. I like to figure the fellow Praetorians as friends. Do you have a best friend? If so, how did they become your best friend? How close are you to your best friend? Even though she’s technically my boss I like to think of Amara as my best friend, we get to call each other out on the crap we (well mostly me) get up with. If you were to go missing, who would worry about you? Eventually all of them I hope, I do tend to go wandering for long periods. Have you lost any loves? If so, how did it happen, and what did you do? Time has not been kind on me, I’ve lost many people down through the ages. Do you have any bitter enemies? If so, please describe them and their history with you. The upside of that is you tend to outlive your enemies as well. If you have enemies, how do you think they might attempt to work against you in the future? I’m sure many people wish me and the Praetorians harm What is the worst thing someone has done to you? Wiping out an entire civilization and those I fought with counts I guess. Where do your loyalties lie? In what order? When the Praetorians call I’ll always be there, but I also always look out for myself. Who or what do you trust the most? Why? My fellow Praetorians obviously. Who or what do you despise? Why? Bullies anyone who tried to oppress people really. What qualities do you admire most in other people? Are these qualities you possess? Spirit of freedom and a desire to explore. Things that I have in spades. What qualities do you hate most in other people? Do you have any of those qualities? Those that try to oppose the freedom of others. Do you have a secret identity? If so, who knows it? Do you hide it from people who are close to you? Why? No, I doubt anyone really knows who I am really. Do you work well on teams and in groups? Are you a leader or a follower? I’ve been involved in teams for most of my career, I can lead if needed but for now I follow. Are you on a super team? If so, how do you get along with your comrades? Do you trust them, or do you have secrets from them? I’m a member of the Praetorians. I get on with all of them as far as I know. Are you a member of any church, fraternal organization, club, committee, political party, or other group? How much time do you spend on that? I’ve been members of many of these over the years. Personality & Beliefs Who are your heroes? Did you ever become disillusioned with former heroes or idols? If so, why and what were the circumstances? Do you like being a hero? If so, what is the most rewarding part? If not, what makes you keep doing it? The sense of adventure and challenging yourself against the universe, what’s not to love? And if that gets to much there’s always a chance to just go off and explore the wonders of the universe. Is there anything that would make you give up hero work, or even switch sides? I’d never switch side but sometimes its tempting to just wander off for a while. What are your short term goals (what would you like to be doing within a year)? I’m trying to find out what happened to the race that created me in the first place. What are your long term goals (what would you like to be doing twenty years from now)? I plan to explore every star in the universe. What is your greatest fear? Why? What do you do when something triggers this fear? Mundanity. Is there anything you would give you life for? I’ve tried to give my life to protect others before, but its never seen to stick. How do you feel about money and material wealth? Do you desire it or disdain it? Are you miserly with what you have, or do you like to share? Is it mark of success, or a means to an end? I’ve been wealthy before, it never seems to last though. How do you generally treat others? With respect, unless they’re an arse. Are you a trusting person? Has your trust ever been abused? Mostly trusting, but never to much I’ve seen the worse in people before. Are you introverted (shy and withdrawn) or extroverted (outgoing)? Do you have a lot of self-confidence? Very extroverted and very, very confident. How do you act around attractive, available members of your preferred sex? I have a habit of taking what I want. What are your most annoying habits? I may spend to much time in the bar, though I don’t starts fights... that often. Do you feel contempt for any general category of people? Who are they, and why? I give everyone a chance, but only one. What is your favorite food? Do you prefer any particular type of food? Do you take the time to enjoy your food, or do you eat as fast as you can? I miss my mothers cooking, I doubt they even cook the same kind of foods as we eat back then. What is your favorite drink (alcoholic or otherwise)? I’ve never met a alcoholic drink I didn’t like, though I keep trying a lot. What is your favorite treat (dessert)? Love my treats now and again. Are there any specific foodstuffs that you find disgusting or refuse to eat? I’ll try anything once, and then maybe again to be sure. What is your favorite color? Are there any colors you dislike? How could you dislike any of the wonderful colors of creation? What sort of music do you like? Is there any that you hate? I tend to look for the next musical things, always looking for the new. If you have a favorite scent, what is it? When I feel a little nostalgic the smell of baking bread from our old kiln. Do you have a favorite animal? I always envied the birds because they could fly, luckily now I can a well. What is your most treasured possession? Why? An old hair grip from my home, I’ve carried it through all these centuries. Do you enjoy "roughing it", or do you prefer your creature comforts? Both really, nothing like a relaxing bath after a few days in the field. Is there a job or a task you would absolutely refuse to do? Harming innocents. Do you consider yourself a spiritual person? If so, how do your beliefs affect your life?How important is it to you? When I was young we would visit the various spirits that lived alongside us, the fact that they exist is something I carry quietly inside myself. Was your faith influenced or molded by anyone special? Just those that told us the tales of the gods and spirits that would sometimes visit our village. If you belong to a religious organization, how often do you attend? Do you have a specific place of worship, or friends within the organization? How much do you agree with the beliefs of your organization? I’ve tried a few, but they never stuck. Could you kill? Have you killed? I’ve been a soldier and have when necessary taken a lives. What circumstances led to you forming that conviction, or taking that action? Like I said was in a war, or two, and then you don’t have a choice but to defend yourself. Are there circumstances under which you believe it is permissible to kill? What are they? It should always be the last resort, but if saving someone involves taking a life I won’t hesitate. How would you react to watching someone kill another person? Would your reaction be different if the killer was a friend or an enemy of yours? Depends, if the person didn’t deserve to die I would try and stop the killing. How would you react if something important was stolen from you? Depends on the circumstances, generally I don’t hold onto things. How would you react to public humiliation? Things change and the humiliation will go away, helps that I can outlast most people that would remember. How would you react if a good friend or relative were purposely or accidentally killed? Has it happened to you? Depending on the circumstances I would make sure they were to placed to rest and bring the people involved to justice or find revenge. What do you consider to be the worst crime someone could commit and why? Death of self, after a while all you have is your memories. If your life were to end in 24 hours, what five things would you do in those remaining hours? Throw a massive party for my friends, enjoy the end wit the people I care about. Career & Training Do you have any special training in your hero skills? If so, where and how did you get it? I was trained to be a warrior, and engineer, along with centuries of experience. Who taught you the most about your heroing abilities? What was your relationship with that person? The mArttik Avata, some call them the Architects trained me in the skills needed for war. I believed in there cause enough to leave my home and life behind. Do you have any particularly unusual skills? How did you acquire them? I’ve picked up one or two strange skills over the centuries. Do you do something besides hero work for a living? Have you ever done anything else, or do you plan to? I’m an engineer as much as a warrior, I’m no more happier than guts deep in a piece of equipment. What is your preferred combat style? Quick and effective, not pretty but it gets the job done. Have you ever received any awards or honours? Far to many to count. What skill areas would you like most to improve in? Is there anything you can't do that you wish desperately you could? Can’t carry a tune, unless drunk but doesn’t everyone else? How do you act around people who are more skilled than you in areas you'd like to improve? Are you jealous, or do you try and learn? Why would I? Its just an opportunity to learn something new. Lifestyle & Hobbies What is a normal day for you? How do you feel when something interrupts this routine? Get up, look after the kid, then some combat practice before spending most of the day doing routine maintenance. Maybe a few drinks before bed Do you have any hobbies, or interests outside hero work? What are they, and where did you pick them up? I tinker and look at everything over the years. What do you do for fun? A few drinks and good company in an undiscovered bar. Do you have a costume? What does it look like? An intirct and beautifully designed piece of powered armor in sparkling white. How do you normally dress when not in costume? Prefer a nice comfortable jumpsuit. What do you wear to bed most nights? A smile and good company. Do you wear any special jewelry? What is it, and what does it look like? My hair grip a simple thing that is all I have from home. Do you have a special place where you keep your valuables? Nope I like to travel light. What's your preferred means of local travel? How about long distance? I like to experiment. If all else fails I can get there under my own power. Miscellaneous Have you ever made a will, or tried to make arrangements for your death? What provisions did you make? I’ve had a few wakes planned through the centuries, always managed to survive to enjoy them myself. If your features were to be destroyed beyond recognition, is there any other way of identifying your body? I’m sure that there’s are a few things the mArttik Avata left inside me. What would you like to be remembered for after your death? That everything I did made a difference, even for a little while. Do you believe you pose a threat to the public? Why or why not? Not really. What do you perceive as your greatest strength? My brains is my greatest strength. What do you perceive as your greatest weakness? I’m a little flighty sometime, I just have this wanderlust sometimes. As a player, if you could, what advice would you give your character? Speak as if he/she were sitting right here in front of you. Use proper tone so they might heed your advice... Shine on you crazy diamond.

HellQ

Emerald Spiders Quantum Search: 1d20+15 35

White Lioness So as usual they were using crystals as some kind of weapons, it was sad that no one outside of her homeland considered the peaceful applications of Daka crystals. Still she’d need to stop this application before considering further action. She figured that she’d been spotted so she hiss “If I was you all I would just surrender now, before trouble starts.” She then faded back into the shadows ready for when the fighting would start, she might not have the power of the others but she had the same amount of fight in her.

The Immutable Betsy Brooks “I won’t stuffer fools gladly but if I need help I’ll ask for it, mamma didn’t raise no f***ing fool!” Another drink though she wasn’t even a little buzzed yet, among her powers was apparently a liver of steel. “Think is I might need your other skills as well, that guy there…” she pointed to the main focus of the photo a guy with an old acoustic guitar “He’s Vibora’s very own dealer at the crossroad, we probably need to go there and see what went on there. Self fulfilling prophecy and all that, like I said I f***ing hate time travel.”

Ms Bright Despite her best effort Agnes was caught in the bear hug of this bloody irritant, so she spent a moment to consider her options. She couldn’t think her way out of thing so now was a time to consider using force, which was something that she was disturbingly good at. “Yeah you really shouldn’t have done that, now I have you exactly where I want you to be.” she grinned confidently. With her hands held she had no other weapon at hand than to give the guy a good old Glasgow Kiss. Her mum always told her that she had a hard head, or so she figured.

Madame Raven Callie, the younger one (though personally she thought of the older one as Calliope), raised her hand looking slightly guilty. “That was my fault really I laid really low for quite some time trying to figure out what was going on. But then I found the suit and I couldn’t resist just going out and doing the whole hero thing. And I figured I stream the whole thing, and then she found out and everything kicked off.” she rattled everything off almost without taking a breath. “So once the cat was out of the bag I thought I’d check out the old place, guess I should have called ahead really!”

Emerald Spider “I’m sorry I think I missed the whole superhero school period, though that should really be a thing...” As she spoke Emerald Spider somersaulting through the air keeping moving as she fired a series of quantum bolts towards the big. “But if you want to see if you’re ready to play with the big boys and girls feel free to step out of the armor and we’ll see who is the amateur.” It was true that she had some abilities out of the Spdr Rig, but she wasn’t exactly fighting at the big hero level.

Let's fire a few Spdr bolts towards the "baddie" Attack Roll: 1d20+10 22

Sure go for it.

The five thousand year war. The Traveller The crashed ship was cavernous and very old, as the young clone mused as she rappelling through the space filled with a forest of ancient trees that must be as old as the Empire itself. She paused halfway down to enjoy a moment of silence, something she enjoyed more than her clone sisters. The psychodoctors though there might be something slightly off about her memory engrams wanting to spend time alone than with her clone sisters, it made her an excellent scout which was why she was on this backwater planet chasing a rumour about an ancient cache among this crashed ship. Touching down on the forest, and starship, floor she lifted up her arm to look at her wrist computer getting faint energy readings, something that shouldn’t happen in a ship of this age. Taking her bearings she made her way towards the energy reading, she didn’t need to report until she’d knew more, not that anyone would have been paying attention to her report. Unlike her sisters, her armour wasn’t the stark white but a mute series of colour that allowed her to blend into the environment, allowing her to sneak through the forest unseen, at least if anything lived in this forest. Through an airlock door was another world a stark, yet somehow beautiful, corridor filled with the soft hum of equipment. It felt like the crew could come back at any time and not a craft that had been abandoned for millennia, it was kind of spooky and despite being told repeatedly that clones like her didn’t she felt a tiny shudder of apprehension. Still, she carried on, though she drew her blaster just in case they hadn’t left after all. The corridor only seemed to lead to one place and she wondered if the ship was somehow morphic, a few AI’s controlled ships would adjust there layout so people would get where they wanted, or needed, to end up. The door at least had the decency to be locked, so she didn’t feel any more that she was walking into a trap than she did already. The room lit up as the door opened and she paused at the threshold for a few moments just in case. She wondered if her sisters should any of the caution she felt right now? Maybe she was a broken, a 99, only good to go back to the vats. The room was stark white and appeared to be some kind of medical facility full of the sounds of monitoring equipment, could there be someone in the room? Gathering up her courage she finally stepped into the room to explore things further, reminding herself that this ship had been here for longer than the Empire itself. A soft glow led her to an alcove bathed in soft blue light, her readings showing some kind of stasis field which seemed to fade to become more translucent as she got closer showing a figure inside, the instruments showing that they were still alive in the stasis field. The face of the humanoid behind the stasis field cause her some pause, so much so she failed to notice that the field was shutting down because the face she could see was hers. Being a clone she was used to seeing other with her face, all her sisters looked the same after all, but not only was the ship older than her original clone sisters but the face was younger than when clones were activate, around 16 standard years old. She’d never seen her, or her sisters, face at that age it was strange, philosophically she knew that someone could have grown up with her face but to see someone that had it so long ago. She was still processing this when the figure collapsed onto her sending both of them sprawling to the ground. <”Are you okay sky man?”> Opening her eye she saw the humanoid above her offering a hand to help her up, she wondered how she could understand the language the stranger was speaking despite the translator did not recognize the language. “Sky man? Oh the helmet.” knowing the air was safe she retracted the helmet, to that the other her she cocked her head and looked at her quizzically <”You don’t need to wear my form to make me more comfortable, I’ve seen your real form before and I recognize how you make me understand your words.”> She didn’t expect this young woman to accept the strangeness so readily accept all this, still confused she sat upright with the woman sitting cross-legged across from her. “No this is my face, I’m a clone Sit-8A.” The woman laughed, an unexpected joyous thing in this stark cold space. <”That is my name as well, Sitara!”> she looked at Sit-8A cautiously <”A clone? The sky-people said they’d explain this term later, did they send you to wake me for the sleep?”> “They have been gone for a very long time, five millennia.” this Sitara was curious and questioning, a thing she’d also felt but was often told was wrong for any clone to feel. Sitara was quiet for a moment, with looking sad for a moment. <”I knew I might never see my family again, but it seems strange that so long has passed whilst I slept. So the Sky-people didn’t need our help after all? I guess they made you to fight rather than train me in their ways?”> “From what I understand the Founders raised us Lor to protect the Empire from outsiders. They gifted us to help them protect and fight for the Empire since the founding.” <”Then these Founder has bought peace to the sky, you must no longer need to be needed to fight wars. It must be amazing to be a traveller among the stars.”> “No must keep fighting and expanding until the galaxy is at peace under the rule of the Lor Empire.” Sitara’s face frowned at this and she thought for a second before standing, only then did Sit-8A noticed her nakedness and how comfortable she was despite this. She looked very determined as she looked at the clone. <”Well that doesn't sound right to me, I’m going to have a look to see what can be done.”> The clone sat for a few moments considering her options, she never questions the Empire before but this young woman seemed to awake a curiosity in her for the truth. Standing up she followed her ancestor beyond this hulk and to adventure.

No worries Initiative: 1d20+7 18

As she can't get out she'll go on the offensive, Attack Roll: 1d20+7 22 if that works a DC 22 Toughness save.

She doesn't actually have Search so we'll risk discovery Search: 1d20+2 19. Hide in plain sight if I can search and fade.

Emerald Spider From her vantage point Peri could she where the assembled crowd was heading towards, taking a moment to appreciate the theming even if it was from the wrong book. Same for the mouse and the lizard, so she could get the theme if not who they were exactly there wasn’t exactly spotter cards for all the villains within and without the city. So this was obviously a job for Emerald Spider after all, as tempted as it was to go back to basics an appearance in costume would have a better impact. Besides Procteron had thing sorted for now so she could quickly change in the costume. I mean what could go wrong in the few minutes that it would take to get change?

The Immutable Betsy Brooks Another drink and an offer of a refill was offered before Betsy finally got down to business. “Look I need you help with something… I am good at many things but I still don’t always know how to deal with the superhero stuff. Supernatural I can kick its arse, superhero stuff not so much.” She slid an old faded black and white photograph from 1936 according to the pictures caption. The photograph show and old timey Blues band and off to one side, helpfully circled, was someone who looked very much like Betsy including her very distinctive jacket. “Not only superhero stuff but worse its time travel ****.”

The Immutable Betsy Brooks “Come on in, excuse the mess.” The office was what you’d expect from a classic detectives office, full of papers of various sorts around a slightly battered desk. Feet up on the desk Betsy was as relaxed as you could be, and it wasn’t apparently something she’d just done for show. When Marcus opened the door she sat upright in her chair, a sliding motion much like how a cat would more. She got out a bottle of whisky and poured out two generous shot. “Please take a seat. Would you like a drink?” She gulped one of the drinks and helped herself to a refill.

White Lioness With the other distracted, and it unlikely they’d just surrender the crystals, Àjàṣorò began to look around for where the crystal were probably being stored. Keeping to the shadows it was unlikely that anyone would be able to spot her, what with two massive distractions right in front of them. She would have used the suits scanners to find where the crystals were located, but it would have potentially give away her location. Her skills were good but even then it had limits.