"See a few people that'd probably happily slit our throats for a few credits," Talon thought aloud as he looked around the bar, "Imagine the best place to start would be with either the bartender or possibly some of the looser lipped drinkers." he nodded over towards the dancing poles, "Maybe you could get them to start talking Raddia," he teased her a bit.
Gerris gave Zevia a weird look as she flaunted herself to the merchant. The male was probably a pervert, since from that point on his eyes wouldn't leave the quarian. "Asari the sluts of the galaxy my ass." She walked up to the merchant and stood there, hands rested on her hips, "I'm wearing it. You don't need me to strip down to know its model," narrowing her eyes she seemed to be hurling daggers at the male turian, "Do you?"
**Zevia and Miraya**
Evans' smile soon faded as he looked into Miraya's stern eyes. "No I do not, you have a ATX-4555 SD armor suit. Discountinued model used for many trades and easily modified, but its weakness is that while it's a jack of all trades its a master of none." Evans stated sternly looking at Miraya as if to show he wouldn't be intimated by her.
Zevia stroked his paw getting his attention back onto her. "Very knowledgeable most impressive. Do you have some capacitors for this type of armor? I believe we need 3 of them."
Evans' smile reappeared, "I believe I do, they are in the back."
"Thank you." Zevia smiled as the turian moved to the back of the shop. As soon as the turian left the quarian approached Miraya and grabbed her arm hard pulling her to the side.
"I'm going to let you on a little secret about my credits situation. That bribe I had to put up to get into his dump was a fake drop off hack. A hack that can only be used once otherwise the main system will detect it. My real credits situation is little a bit, much less then what these cores will probably be worth so take that big chip off your shoulders otherwise we won't get the parts we want, hell if I wasn't here he probably would have armed his security drone on you by now." Zevia said sternly looking at the female turian making sure she got the message.
" And maybe even try to butter up the guy a little, you certainly have the body to get a male to do what you want much like myself." she said poking one of Miraya's breasts "Got me?"
**Talon & Co.**
"It wouldn't be a bad idea." Tritop said as he looked around the bar. "The dancers will be more open to talking to someone of their own kind. Speak to the bartender, I'll be near keeping an observant eye." the old krogan chuckled as he moved to the central bar and took a seat. "Krogan ale, extra strong!" he hollard as a lanky servant approached Tritop to pour a mug for him. The main bartender was a large turian standing in the middle draped in a white shirt that hugged tightly against his firm muscles with a apron around his waist. He cleaned a glass as he took note of Talon. His left eye watching him as his right eye was scared badly from what appeared to be a knife wound.
Gerris glanced down at Zevia after the vendor left, then grabbed her by the collar of her suit, lifting her up against her after being poked. "Let's get one thing straight, quarian. You were in our group because of your mechanical expertise, and your financial resources as far as I'm concerned. Now you just lost one of your uses, and it turns out weren't being honest with us about it. Don't get on my case, and fix yours," she stammered, letting go of Zevia without further action.
"My own kind, eh? Good idea, Tritop." Raddia patted the huge Krogan on the shoulder before looking around and lamenting the fact that outside of a few rough looking mercs, the only other Asari were the dancers. "Oh what the hell." She drew up a chair near one that was on her own for a moment, her lovely figure floating about the stage. "Um...hello...do you have a minute?" Her cheeks blushed as she watched the lovely woman's chest bounce around with her movements.
As Zevia was let down she pulled a pistol and pressed it against Miraya's gut at point blank range. "Might want to be careful when grabbing someone that is armed." she said coldly before holstering her pistol and adjusted her hood. "And you get one thing straight, I was forced into this group by your leader so I have no issues leaving you high and dry especially when a hot head like you is more likely going to get us gunned down like a wild varren. So you can take your turian persumption and shove it up your-"
"Here they are." Evans said as he appeared from the back and without much though Zevia grabbed Miraya and wrapped her arms around the turian with her crotch pushed against hers as her helmet opened up quickly allowing the quarian to give Miraya a firm but sensual kiss. The quarian's tongue moving around for a bit as Evans looked on. "Oh uhm I didn't" Evans stammered from the scene as Zevia turned with a devilish smile.
"Oh hi Evans," she said slowly pulling away from Miraya and had her helmet close. "Sorry about that, Miraya is a bit fustrated that haven't had alone time together and and I wanted to give her a little tease." she sauntered up to the counter and looked at the cores.
"Wow these look nice." she said.
**Raddia**
The dancer looked over as she continued her routine. "Yeah what do you want sister?" The asari dancer said as she spun around the pole listening to the music.
"Heck of a war wound," Talon nodded a bit as he sat near the bartender, "Rough drunk at the bar? Hate to see the other guy," he chuckled a bit. "Mind if I ask you a few direction? Imagine you know the planet well, and the denizens around here. Kinda got stuck here, long story short our ship's damaged. No big loss, but need to ditch it and find another." he explained, remaining cryptic as to the reason, hoping he'd be used to the seedier customers and not ask questions.
Gerris growled in defiance, not one bit intimidated by the gun. In fact, it was goading her into slugging Zevia just like any insubordinate soldier that'd ever been under her command. But then as Evans entered she decided to hold it in. She was about to go further bartering when the quarian seized her for a kiss. Gerris was about to punch but then Zevia broke it off too fast, and was already on her way to continue charming the fellow turian.
Gerris was paralyzed waist down, and her eyes glanced around herself, giving herself a mental sigh when she realized only the three of them were there. "That... sneaky little...!" she blushed as she noticed the stare the clerk had given them, and Zevia probably had just brushed it off as a common shopping tactic- and had used her for it as a tool in the process! Miraya had never felt so humiliated in her life. Her fist was balling up and ready to lash out... when she realized that the clerk was, in fact, as charmed as before if not completely wrapped around Zevia's little finger. Gerris decided to stay quiet, not that she had any snappy comebacks now- not after what had just happened. All she could do was glare at the quarian.
**Talon**
The turian bartender growled slightly as he placed a glass in front of Talon. "I got it serving in the Turian army." he pulled a clean glass out and placed it in front of Talon. "If you want info it's not free. What will you have?" he said as the turian seem to tower over Talon.
Tritop chuckled as he drank his ale happily. The bartender was interesting, and he was curious how the smaller turian would handle him.
**Zevia**
"Uhm yes, never been used. It's an old stock I acquired." Evans said as his mind was still on the scene he saw. Zevia seemed to read his mind as she smiled. "I'm sorry if we made you feel uncomfortable. She and I have been lovers for a while though the relationship is an open one." she winked to Miraya enjoying how the turian was embarrassed.
"So how much for these cores?" she asked sliding the cores a bit on the counter.
"Uhhh that'll be 2,000 credits each." Evans gulped while his eyes were darting over the two.
"Mmmm....thats a little high Evans...." she rolled his name as she spoke leaning forward. "Think you could give us a deal? You know help us out?" she murred a little.
"Oh uhm, how about 1,000 credits each?"
"I'm thinking 500 each." Zevia countered.
"I couldn't that's below what I paid for them." Evans said shaking his head. "I would be losing money."
"But if you did that, I would be much grateful....especially Miraya would be if you could help us out." she said stroking Evan's fringe slightly knowing it was a turian's pleasure spot.
"Uhm you know what.....sure....500 each. Just come by and see me whenever you need more wares."
"Hmmm thank Evans." she smiled giving the turian a hug before sliding him the 1,500 credits.
"Let's go sweet heart." Zevia teased to Miraya as they left the store. "That was fun."
Gerris cranked a small smile, and if she had been made out of metal all the rust in her face would've creaked at once. After they had the goods the turian female pointed menacingly at the quarian and narrowed her eyes, holding out on the desire to strangle her, "You do that again, you're meat in a tin," she growled.