"Hopefully not, I doubt this ship will hold together if it's power it disrupted. Lets just make due with what we have, and in the meantime prepare to pull off a good act."
Hours later...
**Marxis Station**
"Let me do the initial talking." Zevia said as she moved beside Talon and grabbed his hand like a lover would. "Also don't get any ideas and try and look pissed." she finished saying as the hatch of the ship opened up letting the group see a vast hanger of rust broken down ships and a few newer ones that were docking. As they moved down the ramp they came upon a station with two heavy droids standing on either entrance to the main station where a lone salarian was looking at his console.
Ignitious growled slightly as the varren looked around. Tritop eyed the place as well. "Lots of older vessels....haven't seen some of these models in a decade." he grumbled before the salarian looked up allowing the group to see the salarian piercing eyes against his dull green skin.
`You are new around here." he said. "What are your names?" he commanded.
Zevia moved away from Talon looking at him as she seemed to changed her demeanor to one of a nervous woman. She had worn extra clothes to cover up her holstered pistols as she fidgeted her fingers as she approached the salarian's post with the heavy droids watching her.
"I am Lexina, and this is.....my captain Betsu of the Marurader fleet with....his crew." she said looking to Talon acting as if she was seeking his approval in her speech.
"No problem there," Talon grunted a bit, wasn't exactly hard for a turian to look pissed, and after all that they'd gone through would be even easier.
He nodded silently as he glared down a bit towards the Salarian, Always wanted to play the silent protagonist. he thought, fighting hard not to grin or chuckle.
The salarian also offered his own stern glare towards Talon as he examined him. "Captain Betsu...my records show you have not been to this station in nearly 5 years. Which begs the question why a marauder fleet captain would be arriving on a prison transport."
"Well you see...we have just."
"Silence, you quarian slave girl." The salarian barked, "I was speaking to Captain Betsu if that is indeed who you are."
Zevia glared through her helmet, she wished she could pull out her pistols and showed this salarian what it meant to piss her off, but the heavy droids were the bigger problem. Hopefully Talon and the others could pull off the act.
Talon grinned a bit, "I'm not much of the talkative type. That's why I hire people to answer questions for me," He smiled as he nodded towards Tritop, "Though, he's not the talkative type either if you catch my drift."
Raddia stood on, giving her best annoyed face as per Zevia's instruction, though it wasn't difficult with the bothersome Salarian around. "Quit screwing around Betsu." She shot Talon a fake look of disdain before walking up to the Salarian. "We're here on business, why else would we be at this ass crack of the galaxy?" Her blue eyes glared into the salarian's as she tried to make him feel small and asked, "And you're supposed to take our little fee and let us park this shitty brick here, like all the other little shitty bricks here. Now are you going to do your job, or are we going to have to find someone who doesn't have their head up their cloaca."
Gerris stepped out dressed with the prisoner armor over her infiltrator suit. Thankfully the material was body tight so it didn't bulk out at all. Her voluptuous chest felt a bit tight now since she was used to the movement-free material the suit offered. Thankfully though that was her only concern, as she had managed to pull a quick paint job for everyone's armor to leave no trace of their affiliations.
She had finally taken her recon hood off by sliding the scan visor up, hiding it behind her head which compacted the whole mask. Her face out in the open, it wasn't really hard for her to look pissed, but she wasn't even trying as she thought Zevia's indications weren't needed. As a result, she leisurely walked by Talon's side, keeping herself from punching through anyone who stood in their way. "I don't feel like wasting time," she merely said.
The heavy droid clicked as they aimed their guns to Raddia. "You might want to watch your tone asari." The salarian said as he looked at the group. "Perhaps I should just send you rags back into space for wasting MY time."
Zevia sighed a bit, this wasn't going as according to plan as she had hoped. She walked up to Talon and whispered in his ear. "You might want to get the others to relax. Those heavys well rip us to shreds." She turned back to the salarian sauntering up to him making sure her hips swayed more then usual.
"I'm sorry Mister...."
"Tivo..." The salarian said crumbly
"Tivo...we are all battered up from escaping prison. If you allow us to pass the maruarder fleet will greatly reward you." she smiled running a hand over his touching his com. The screen flashed 500,000 credits being dropped into his account.
"Half now and another half when we leave the station. Sound good?" she said softly.
Tivo looked at the quarian and for once gave a coy smile. "Welcome to Marxis station." he said as the main door open up and the heavys powered down.
"Thank you sweetie." Zevia said as she rejoined Talon. "Lets go."
("I was trying to act rough like Zevia said, but I wasn't supposed to act rough? Oi, maybe I should just stick to charming.") Raddia ended her thoughts and silently followed the others inside, keeping an annoyed look on her face until they were inside the station. Once they entered and were out of sight of Tivo, she sighed and uttered, "So much for the acting. I'm not used to Salarians being so...stubborn."
"Little prick thinks this place is organized. That or he's working for a bigger element around here. Better thread lightly," Gerris mentioned as they passed. Once on the way she began noticing the patrons and owners of the backwater shops and cafes were staring at her group, or more specifically she was noticing the glances they kept shooting her. She frowned at each of them, unable to hide her defiant side, but what she mistook as stares of challenge were actually quick gazes at her sizable rack, since it wasn't common to see such a well endowed turian female to begin with.
"Let's just finish our business as quickly as possible and get out of here." Talon looked around some before leaning in a bit towards Zevia, "Saw the offer you showed him, where exactly were you hiding that kind of credit?" he asked, either she'd somehow hacked into a large account or the deposit had been faked, either way it was only a matter of time before the ruse was figured out.
He caught Gerris out of the corner of his eye, quickly noticing her now exhibited chest, usually hidden by her armor, "Wow, you worked fast on the armor. Impressive." he said quickly to explain his staring.