pullmeoutalive | RO > call me out; a forever open RP post, version 2

[ Don't ask how Kasumi managed to get a small parcel over to Sanctuary all the way from Illium--don't even ask how she knew about Sanctuary. She just has her way of knowing these things, and it helps to be acquainted with the galaxy's most resourceful information broker. The important part is that the parcel is left for Maya still neatly wrapped, somehow, and complete with a bow.

Tucked under the ribbon is a note that merely says:

It's good to start with a classic before you get into the trashy stuff. Enjoy. - K

P.S. This novel was the first written by a woman to win a Pulitzer Prize waaaaaay back when, on Earth.

P.P.S. Let me know if you ever leave Pandora for some where less desert-y.

The parcel is a paperback copy of The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton. Kasumi has always had a weakness for scandalous society romances, and she figures it's probably better to start Maya off the romance genre with something like this over something like the mysteriously infamous 50 Shades of Grey (seriously, how did that even make this far out in history).

Kasumi doesn't know if she'll ever find herself back on Pandora, but if Maya ever finds herself around Kasumi's side of the galaxy, she can bet that she will know and find her. ]

[ It took her quite a while to figure out who "K" was, but when she did, there was no denying the amusement she felt. Kasumi must be good at her job indeed, to track her down here.

She reads the book, in fact she reads it several times. The others give her no end of shit about it.

But it travels with her when she finally leaves Pandora, tucked away in the recesses of her digistruct device as she searches for leads on the other Vaults. For clues about her Siren heritage.

It was only a matter of time before she found herself in another seedy dive bar- no matter where in the galaxy you went, those were a constant. She's seated in a corner by herself, flipping through the now well-worn pages of the paperback. ]

[ The fun thing about the Citadel was that, for such a place with so many people / aliens / whatnot, it was so easy to find someone you were looking for. Just a quick peek through the records to see who's passed through is all it takes, really, and it's almost laughable how easy it is for Kasumi to pull those up.

After the Normandy crew went their separate ways, Kasumi found herself checking the records whenever she was on the Citadel, just to see if anyone from the team might have passed through recently; at some point, probably after Kasumi sent the book, Maya made it on the list of people to check for. It's a habit she formed entirely out of curiosity, never really intending to meet, much less contact, anyone if it ever turned out that someone was around.

That intent might have held true for some of the Normandy crew, but this instance? Maya? Holy crap an acquaintance from the other end of the galaxy is in town? Hell yeah, she's going to hit her up. Or find her in the corner of the seediest, most Pandora-reminiscent bar she can think of in the Wards, as the case may be.

She's cloaked (force of habit, sorry) when she finally approaches Maya, so it might be a little startling when her voice comes through near Maya, seemingly out of thin air. ]

Great choice in reading, if I do say so myself.

[ It's only after she speaks that the thought to de-cloak even crosses her mind, woops. ]

[ It's quite embarrassing, the way she jumps, hand going for the digistruct device at her hip. Thankfully, the lighting in the bar is dim enough to hide the way her cheeks color once she realizes who it is. ]

You scared the crap out of me!

[ She might not be able to see the way Maya's blushing, but her body language and manner of speaking are enough for Kasumi to pick up on her embarrassment and she can't help but smile in response. ]

Woops, sorry. That's kind of a thing I do. I'll tap you on the shoulder or something next time.

[ Because saying hello not-invisibly like a normal person is totally beyond her. ]

Yeah, if you still do that while in stealth mode, I don't think it'll be any better.

Really? Aw.

[ She takes the opportunity to take a seat, clasping her hands together on the tabletop and leaning forward. ]

Looks like the book's been through a lot with you, huh?

It's been a constant companion.

Thank you, by the way. I had no idea how to reach you to thank you properly, but I had a feeling we'd cross paths again.

[ Kasumi's frankly a little moved, though she would never admit it. Part of her wasn't entirely sure if Maya would take to the romance genre and half expected the reaction to be, "That was boring. Where are the space monsters?"

So while there was no contact between them apart from her sending the book, Maya can be sure Kasumi might be reaching out more often after this. ]

I'm glad you enjoyed it; it's one of my favorites.

So, what brings you to this part of the galaxy, Maya? You're pretty far out from Pandora.

I did tell you I wanted to explore the galaxy, didn't I? For the most part, I'm looking to see if there's any information on Sirens out there. I am one, and I hardly know anything about us.

Right, I do remember that. Found anything useful?

[ she's resting her chin on her hands now because she's actually really really interested to hear about this. Having never encountered Sirens until she met Maya, Kasumi did a little bit of research, herself, after leaving Pandora--or tried to, at least. Nothing came up on her end. ]

Honestly?

Not a single damn thing.

[ She fidgets with the bottom edge of her hood, albeit absentmindedly so. ]

I was afraid you'd say that. But hey, just goes to show you unique you are, yeah? I know that doesn't help, but it's a thought.

You want to talk about unique? There can only be six of us in the universe at any given time.

I just wish I knew why.

Possibly, because the universe might not be able to handle more than six highly capable, powerful, and beautiful women?

[ She gives a derisive snort ] I'm not so sure about that last one.

Well. I guess looks don't really matter when you've got amazing glowing tattoos of death?

I've got wings too. Those are pretty badass.

What? No way. Really?

[ No stop Maya that's so cool ]

Really. I can't fly or anything, since they're made of fire, but...

[ The silent look of glee and the glint in her eyes pretty much sum it up: Maya, you are awesome and I have got to see these fiery wings of doom someday. ]

I'm going to guess you didn't come here to discuss my powers.

You're right. Although I have to admit that this is a rather riveting topic.

[ She shrugs, then leans in a little. Can't have anyone listening in, after all. ]

How do you feel about taking stuff--possibly without asking politely and possibly by force?

You mean stealing.

[ A pause, as she crosses her arms over her chest and leans back in her chair. Whatever illusion of serious judgement she has is instantly shattered by the grin that appears on her face and the nonchalant shrug she gives ]

I'm down.

[ She watches Maya carefully when she leans back in her chair. From what she'd seen on Pandora, acting outside of the law wasn't exactly a big deal for its residents, but Kasumi hadn't been sure where exactly Maya personally stood on that matter.

So when she responds in the affirmative, Kasumi smiles. ]

That's what I like to hear.

hiii Maya

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