Zevia only smiled, "A girl has to have some secrets." she said as they walked down the marketplace. with the group.
Ignutius growled a little bit as the varren kept an eye out on the people gawking them. Most making note to keep a fair distance from the group.
Tritop chuckled once more as he walked beside Gerris. "Seems there are a few admirers of your 'large assets'. I take you didn't have that in mind when designing your armor or perhaps you want to use it as a distraction." The krogan continued as he eyed a few weapon vendors. "Impressive hardwares."
As they made it to the centre of the marketplace Zevia noticed more and more attention was forming on the group. "Seems we are gathering a lot of interest. I think we should split up and gather some supplies and try and obtain a ship." The quarian said as she turned to Talon. "I know a contact that might be able to help us acquire a worth wild ship."
Gerris snarled. "I worked with whatever I had at my disposal, nothing else," she coldly said to both Talon and Tritops, not even giving a glance to the krogan.
"I'll go check the hardware store. We need to buy power cells and new capacitor upgrades for these... things," she frowned, realizing finally that her armor had shaped to her body just as her infiltrator suit always did, outlining her front just as well. She groaned, muttering a small offensive word to herself before she reached to grab Zevia by the wrist, "You come with me."
With that she began dragging the quarian over to the hardware store. With the credit amount she had used they'd be able to purchase all they needed.
"Easy, buddy," Raddia gave her varren a pet, though she couldn't blame Ignatius for being wary of all the stares. Once she overheard Tritop though, uttering, "That's a little silly, the point of these outfits was to throw off attention." The asari commando then sheepishly looks off of the side and adds, "Mine are bigger anyways." She giggled lightly, unsure how she stacked compared to Gerris or even Zevia, but she needed a laugh after everything they've been through. "Well, I have some credits from those prison datapads, I could go buy some supplies for us, but before we split, where should we meet? This place isn't some puny fuel stop."
"Guessing meeting back at our ship for now would be our best option. Only place we all know the location of at the moment." He turned towards where Gerris and Zevia had been standing, the crowd having quickly blocked them from view, "Crud, guess I have to hunt them down now, stick close, last thing I want is to be searching for you too." he said as he waved for Raddia to follow him.
"Woah hold on sec." Zevia stammered as before she realized it the female turian was pulling her into a store decorated heavily with Armour and mods that would amaze most gun enthusiast. "Stop!: The quarian pulled her hand from Gerris finally. "Next time you want to pull me aside for something ask before pulling my arm like rag doll." she said sternly even though the turian female would probably shrug her off anyways.
"Hmmm good morning ladies." A turian clerk said. "How may I help you?"
**Talon**
"Looks like we are on our own." Tritop said as he saw the two girls dash off. "Hmmm did the Quarian tell you this contact of hers or shall we just walk to one of these salvagers and hope we get something worth wild?" The older Krogan motioned to the few kiosk selling and buying ships, but then the krogan noticed the heavy bass sounds of a club. The name. "Hell's Gate" glowing in a red neon. "Hmmm a nice Krogan ale might hit the spot right about now."
"Don't worry. I'm not exactly eager to get lost around here," she confessed to Talon, sticking with him and Tritop until the Krogan's idea reached her ears. "Oooh, a seedy pub. I bet the bartender knows a guy with a good ship for sale...or we'll find trouble...or both." Raddia scratched her head in uncertainty though Hell's Gate didn't look any shadier than the street they were already on.
"We need capacitors for the armor, Zevia. Do you know which are the best type for these kinds of armor? I'm not an expert on retrofitting," she explained, apparently missing the entire point on gentleness. She wanted Zevia to make the deal, since she had the money. "We need those upgrades," she insisted.
"If he did doubt he'd suddenly start sharing with a bunch of strangers," Talon glanced around again, hoping to catch Zevia or Gerris, "Guess we don't have alot of other options though, pups are good sources of information." he rationalized as he headed towards the bar.
**Gerris & Zevia**
"Is there a problem ladies?" The turian merchant said as he watched the two exchange.
"Uhm no not at all." Zevia said as she approached the desk making it a point to lean forward letting her sizeable bosom rest on the counter. "My friend and I are in need of a few capacitors for armor that we have. Would you be able to help?" she softly spoke. The turian merchant smiled, "Of course, I'm the best armor vendor on this station."
"Thank you mister,-"
"Evans, miss, you may call me Evans Turack." he smiled as he looked at the two women with interest. "So what kind of armor do you have?"
"Miraya, could you show, Evans what we have?" she instructed as she slid a hand over Evan's talons teasing him a little bit. It was like shooting fish in a barrel.
**Talon and Co.**
Tritop lead the way into the pub pushing open the door to show a run down bar if they had ever seen one. The bar was in the center of the room with an assortment of species all drinking and hollaring merrier as ale was split. Meanwhile on the other edges of the bar were dance poles for a few asari's dancing the night away with their customers drooling over one another.
"Hehe not bad." Tritop chuckled, "Looks like the usual dumps that I was in when I was hatchling."
Raddia blushed lightly upon seeing the lewd asari dancers and lewd stares of the customers. "Ugh, I think I'm gonna need to shower after just stepping in here." She walked near Tritop and Talon, looking around at the shadowy tavern for an open bar tender. "Jeez, this place is crowded, you guys see anyone who could help us?"