Talon smiled a bit as he got a clear eyefull of the quarian's chest, suddenly snapped out of it by Gerris's thoughts, "Uh, y-yeah! Yeah that would be a good place to start. They're usually very close-lipped though, even if we still had our military connections it'd be hard to get them to talk, unless," he nodded a bit as he thought, "If we're lucky he might be keeping this whole mess underwraps, might even have listed us as MIA to avoid too many questions about what happened or why it happened. If so some of the outter fringe planets might not have word of us yet, and those tend to be the biggest black market sources due to their isolation."
"What about Epsilon Seven?" Gerris suddenly asked, "Place's full of scumbags, worse than the station we just were to, but that planet's got Black Market's written in neon lights. It's in the Terminus systems, so we might run into corsairs on the way, but I think it's a sure fire if we get there. Sound like a good place to start?"
**Raddia**
"Yes, I do." he said as he pulled out a wrench and started to tighten down a few linkages. "Some of it good and others not so much." The large turian continued as he finished up. "You can release your hold on it. It shouldn't go anywhere."
Iggy walked around the engine room sniffing the engine as his owner continued to work with Velk which the Varren kept a close eye on just in case.
**Zevia and the rest**
Zevia held back a smirk noticing Gerris glare. Always fun to get someone else jealous. Though she did raise a good point.
"I don't like to admit it, but that's not a bad idea. Epsilon Seven is blackmarket heaven where all the best dealers are. But they won't show their faces to anyone unless we get some credits to flash around to show we mean business." She picked up the board. "Till then I'll get this working and then unlock Tafina's data to give us this Volus' name hopefully." she said softly leaning into Talon once more. "I'll see you in a bit." she winked before smirking to Gerris as she left the bridge giving a nice view of her heart shaped behind as she walked with a sway.
The board wouldn't be a problem, but rather she needed to call in a favor for those credits.
Raddia nodded and gently let go, the glow of purple dissipating from couplers. She was hoping to get some more information about her new teammates, but the firm gaze of the veteran Turian told her that was a poor idea. "Alright. So are we in business now, or does this thing need other repairs?" She offered Velk an eager grin.
She's going to be troublesom, Talon thought, already feeling some tempers bubbling, "Credits are going to be an issue," he groaned a bit, "Much easier on a military budget huh?" he joked a bit to Gerris, "Suppose we could always just drop in on a few gangs on the way see what equipment and credits they have laying around." he shrugged, "Always did think of going into the merc trade after retiring."
Gerris glared at Zevia as she went, "She's one step of getting those balloons of hers deflated," she thought, then took a seat by one of the weapon lockers and while conversing with Talon.
"Not a bad idea. The Terminus Systems are known for crawling with Batarian slavers and Blood Pack mercs. All they'll have was probably stolen, so we're fine in dropping in and taking what we need," she said, cocking her sniper rifle before she began fiddling with the mods.
**Raddia**
Velk chuckled a little bit, "Eager for more work I see. We can work on the weapon system and get them back up and running as it appears your friend fried a few circuits." he said as he walked further down the long corridor of circuitry. 'So what is your story? You don't seem like the kind of asari that would be part of a turian squad."
**Zevia**
Zevia walked down the corridor looking over her shoulder to make sure that Gerris or even Talon were watching her as she opened a door leading into a large circular room. "Perfect." Zevia thought as moved into what appeared to be the ships conference room. Eight chairs lined around the room pointing to the center where a holo pad stood. "This should do it." she thought as she pulled out her omni-tool and linked to the pad.
The machine sparked and hummed as the old circuitry were brought back online in a blue glow as it linked to her omni-tool.
"Hello, how may I help you?" An ghostly image of a female VI turian appeared causing Zevia to quickly look to the door hopeful that the computers voice didn't alert the others.
"Cut your voice down you dam VI." she said.
"Lowering this VI audio." The computer image paused and spoke again in a softer tone. "How may I help you?"
"Link me to channel 9908 Lema Alpha."
The VI paused once more as it processed. "This is a secured line, requires pass code."
"Passcode is Vas Doorma Telquin"
"Processing....passcode accepted. Opening channel." The VI finished as its' image faded and replaced with an odd image of a chest. Not just any, but a female chest with breasts that dwarfed even Zevia as they were held in by a decorated. outfit of the Quarian homeworld.
"Been a while since I have heard from you. What would you like?" a quarian voice spoke.
"Councilor Tema...before we continue could you adjust your emitter....it seems to be pointing at your....chest."
"Oh is it? My fault, its difficult sometimes with these large babes of mine." she giggled as the image was adjusted moving upward and back allowing Zevia to see the full figure of a tall and sensual quarian woman draped in a fine suit and at a staggering height that she would have rivaled Velk in height.
"Are you done?" Zevia said wondering if the emitters placement was indeed an accident or was it Tema's usual way of faunting her gifted 'assets'
Tema tilted her head with a smile as she foled her arms over her chest insinuating them as she spoke. "Simple accident I assure, so Zevia what do you have to report?"
"Yeah, it was kind of weird for me too. I was sent in to assist in an operation with Talon and Gerris by order of the Asari Commando Corps. The briefing stated they wanted a diverse group of talent that would be able to handle anything down at Tritop's base." Raddia laughed lightly and added, "I'm sure there was some political reasons back in the shadows as to why they sent someone to a Turian squad, but I followed my orders." She walked lightly along the long corridor with Velk, listening to the light hum of machinery. "We have to get to council space. My government will have to listen to me, and the Salarians are going to want to know who shot their man down there." Raddia looked at the smoking circuits of the fried weapon system and sighed. "Looks pretty warped. So what's step one?"
Talon eyed Zevia out of the corner of his eye, enjoying the sight of her behind in the tight quarian outfit, Still wonder why they make those skintight, not that I'm complaining. he thought. He was broken out of it as she noticed her pausing then looking back, the act catching his attention for a second.
"Well that should help with the supplies end," Talon agreed as he turned his attention back, "Doubt they'd be missed either,"
Gerris seemed nonchalant about her mods but she was in fact paying great detail to the customization of her rifle. Without taking her eyes off the table, the female turian spoke out: "Careful with that girl. She only acts bubbly."