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[greyjane]

Who: Shai+open!
Broadcast: everyone
Action: Marsiva, if the new arrivals are so inclined.
When: Jan 26/16


[Not her first rodeo - being uprooted and tossed into the howling seas is sort of a thing at this point - so Shai looks cheery by all accounts. Have a wave, Fleet. When she speaks, it's with a strong accent that wars between being Australian and South African, with no discernible median point between the two, because #space shenanigans.]

So am I to brush up on my pirate brogue, or is this a respectable sort of kidnapping fleet?

[It's just amicable enough to hide the anger. She's rather good at it.]

At any rate, hello. Name's Shai Ebbisaryn, late of the Lattice and more recently of a quaint little place called Eudio. Give a gal a chime if you recognize either.

And, ah-- any word on whether or not we can get the Augments out without doing anything permanent? [A flash of a smile.] Asking for a friend.

[Obviously not, but it's said lightly.]





A; or, ❝bro, do you even lift?❞

[She can be found in the gym doing all manner of katas - obviously this is a lady who Knows Her Shit inasfar as sparring goes - and she'll be happy to invite you to participate if you look at all sturdy. Otherwise she'll strike up conversation for any number of reasons. Can you hand her that towel over there? What's your best bench press, sweetheart? Attractive, of-age (ie: over 18 at the very least and preferably somewhere north of 21) individuals of either gender might get a curious once-over and something like, 'Well aren't you a sight, darling' to the tune of playful flirts everywhere.]

B; or, ❝they call me mister farenheit❞

[She's definitely standing in front of that charming, large bay window idly letting a spark of electricity trail between her fingers. It's a bit like someone walking a coin across their knuckles, save that the electricity is more like a living little glob of plasma that drips and sparks with energy. It's a nervous tick, not that the rest of her body language gives her away. If anyone enters the room, that little plasma-looking glob will disappear in a hail of sparks (she's not trying to hide it, just being polite) and she'll give the newcomer a cheery smile.]

Don't know about you, mate, but I'm about ready to rip these bloody speakers clear off the walls.

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[redactions]

'Bout as respectable as it gets. The coffee dispensers are almost tolerable.

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[familyremains]

[ Dean's got no interest in the gym. He'd rather work off his nervous energy by walking around, scouting the place, walking every corner in each direction and mapping it all out in his head. The lack of emergency exits (or, you know, the non-emergency normal kind) is almost as freaky as that window into space.

Okay, no, it's nowhere near as freaky. God, he hates that thing.

At least the gym's closed off, no windows like the viewing bay. But that doesn't mean it doesn't have a view. He walks clear past Shai only to stop, and turn, and look at her like maybe he saw something else the first time. Then he looks around like maybe it's the gym that was wrong, and she's the right part. But no, still a gym, and no one else around by her.

Hey, reconnaissance includes talking to people. That's totally his motivation here. And since he's not a complete idiot, he makes his approach obvious, on an angle where she can see him, and he doesn't get too close before he addresses her. ]

What is that, karate?

[ He may be able to fight like an ex-marine, but all his practical knowledge of martial arts come as hand-me downs from his dad with no named style to them. Whatever she's doing might as well be from a Bruce Lee movie for all the difference Dean can tell. ]

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[touchofrogue]

Uh, no an' no.

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[reconstitution]

You can change your augment if you're unhappy with it.

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I don't know if any sort of kidnapping could be considered 'respectable'. Unless you were near death.