<img alt="[​IMG]" class="bbCodeImage LbImage" data-url="https://40.media.tumblr.com/1dba78b19121d4e238198c297c64f434/tumblr_inline_nx2lj1NNSA1qgfyua_540.jpg" src="https://40.media.tumblr.com/1dba78b19121d4e238198c297c64f434/tumblr_inline_nx2lj1NNSA1qgfyua_540.jpg" style=""/><img alt="[​IMG]" class="bbCodeImage LbImage" data-url="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7d/5d/f1/7d5df170903b237bd5d2b9bf5818db86.jpg" src="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7d/5d/f1/7d5df170903b237bd5d2b9bf5818db86.jpg" style=""/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">(Pictures for character reference because I enjoy visuals)<br/>
</span><br/>Toshimi leaned back in the small pilot's chair, sighing in frustration at the feeling of the cracked leather and the metal underneath digging into her back. with a weary sigh she ran her hand through the short mohawk like tuft of hair on her otherwise bare head and stood. It had been one hell of a long journey to get here. She had lied and stole... even murdered that slimy old smuggler for this piece of trash ship. Well, self-defense could be argued given the drunken advances and grabbing hands but either way it did not bother the alien girl. Tendrils on her head squirmed, stretching in their own way as she shut down the engines. Finally docked at the literal frakking edge of nothing, Toshimi knew she would find what she was looking for. Running slim, long fingered hands over her pale green forearms she wandered to the back of the ship, stripping off clothes as she went. It had been a week since she had showered. She could not risk burning power on anything but the necessities or it might have fried the ancient patchwork core on this crappy bucket of bolts but now that she was patched into the stations power, she had time to indulge. Besides she had to look her best for the reunion to come.<br/><br/><br/>Stepping into the shower, an actual water shower no less rather than the more high end sonic showers, Toshimi turned it on to a nearly unbearable hot. A low melodic hum sounded, a sort of sigh, and she relaxed into the water. It was a few long moments before she even started to wash. It just felt so good that she simply stood there. The small dots on her face, that looked much like a patterned tattoo but were actually a simple part of her alien physiology, flickered from black to lavender indicating her enjoyment. It was a tool for communication for her species but having such an obvious tell for one's emotions was a complete detriment when engaging in devious behavior so Toshimi had mastered control of that biological response long ago but with no one around she did not care. Languidly the alien girl began to wash. She refrained from wondering why the old human man had soap that smelled of honey and melon and simply enjoyed the feeling of the lather on her skin. Another hum sounded and she set to work scrubbing to skin from the top of her head and the tentacles that hung down to the small of her back much like a human's hair all the way down her long, toned legs to her feet. A flicker of red lit her pretty face when her hand slipped over the round smooth scar on her chest. Focusing her mind she forced the emotion down and the red died out with her anger. There would be time for that soon enough. She took her time and by the time she was done washing every inch of her lean five foot nine frame the water had gone cold.<br/><br/><br/>stepping out, she toweled off quickly and moved to her meager belongings. Slipping on simple black underwear the lithe mercenary donned what appeared to be a simply a form fitting black dress. Obviously it was not nearly as simple as that. It was actually a strange sort of alien armor. It responded to stimulus and reacted accordingly. It hardened when someone tried to stab or shoot, cushioned and absorbed blunt force and even stayed cool when exposed to fire. She was not sure where it had come from but it had cost almost everything she had. She was not going to be caught unaware again. She thought about it for a moment and the dress cinched a little tighter around her trim waist, the neckline to dip just a little to show her modest cleavage and the hem raised a little. It may have been expensive but when you have one outfit that could change to your whim it was a great money saver and easy to pack your whole wardrobe. Still she did not like to always wear it since it seemed to slowly drain her energy. Still a worthwhile trade when walking into the unknown, which Toshimi so often found herself doing.<br/><br/><br/>She slipped the small metal armbands onto her wrists, each capable of projecting a five inch energy blade, and checked herself in the dirty bathroom mirror before exiting the ship and heading into the station. It simultaneously felt like coming home and caused a knot in her stomach. Nothing had truly changed on the station but so much had. A few new faces doing the same old thing, the same old sounds and smells. No thing she did notice was that her wanted poster was no longer dotting the walls of friendly faces. I guess bad news travels fast even at the edge of nothing. Oh but it was going to be fun to start showing her face around again. A lot of bounties wandered through this place and she was looking forward to seeing them shit scared of little old her. for just a second the dots flashed lavender again, showing just how much she liked the thought but there was one person above all others that she longed to put some fear into... and she had a pretty good idea where to find her.<br/><br/><br/>Walking into the bar her eyes did not scan around for long before finding what she was looking for. With quick strides she was at the table where the three women sat. Her hand came up to twine in Cain's hair and she bent down to hiss a venomous but still sing-song<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128)">"Honey, I'm home."</span>into the woman's ear. She took advantage of the moment of surprise to pluck the glass of scotch from Cain's hand and down it in one gulp before dropping her shapely ass into the vacant seat next to Maggie. vibrant, blood red flickered across the pattern of dots on her face although even without that tell it was obvious by the look in her luminous white eyes  that she was barely containing her rage. Abruptly though her face became passive and she smiled, showing pearly white teeth that were a little more pointed than human teeth were.<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128)">"Hello Inviere. Oh my, what's wrong dear? you look like you've seen a ghost."</span>Her mouth curled into something between a smirk and a snarl before her eyes turned to Cain's companion.<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128)"> "Hello Li Li, still slumming it I see. Pleasure to see you though."</span>Lastly she turned to the lady that she did not know at the table.<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128)"> "And I don't know you, but hello all the same. I will warn you though, if you're doing business with this one, don't turn your back. Most people don't get a second try at learning that lesson. Isn't that right dear?"</span>Toshimi asked as her eyes flick back to Cain.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>