Kala fell silent as she directed the captain towards where she had seen Taseer disappear into the depths of the ship.  Once he walked away, Kala got back to the maintenance she had been performing.  Reconfiguring the systems for better performance.  She purposefully ignored the brief look he gave her.  Maybe she was skittish.  Who could blame her after the last few weeks?<br/><br/>It wasn’t something she could really focus on as she heard Taseer reply to the captain.  She stopped what she was working on to turn and watch as the Asari pulled herself out of the access hatch.  Like always she was barely wearing her cloths.  The fabric fighting to just contain her large breast.  And that only because the woman never zipped up the front, and never wore anything underneath her suit.  It always drew her attention.   The girl couldn’t help but pay attention.<br/><br/>Plus, after their first words, Kala couldn’t help but listen.  Curious about what their conversation was about.   She especially smiled when she heard the praise for her work.  Maybe that could lead to her getting a little more access to the ship’s designs.  In her opinion, she had been lucky that her coding int the systems has been so successful with her lack of knowledge of the schematics.<br/><br/>Though, at their conversation, she had a feeling she should probably, for the first time, wish she was off the ship.  Not that she had much of a chance to listen as that fake salute made sure to cause a wardrobe malfunction that pulled Kala’s eyes almost immediately.  Yeah, she couldn’t resist even though the human was not a lesbian by her own claim…<br/><br/>There was no chance those things escaping was an accident.  She was certain Taseer did that on purpose.  It was the only explanation why she wore her outfits like that.  Kala couldn’t help but agree with the captain.  Definitely not a picture of professionalism.  Though Kala couldn’t look away until Taseer finally righted herself, and caged her delicious chest again.  She finally had her attention back on the captain as he moved back to her.<br/><br/>Kala took the offered chit before, upon hearing the amount, her mouth literally dropped open.<span style="color: sienna">“A Quarter… holy… shit…  I have never seen that much money… never even earned a total of that amount…”</span>she muttered.  The surprise obvious in her face.<span style="color: sienna">“I… wouldn’t even know what to…”</span>she began before she yelped in surprise when Taseer grabbed her ass.  It brought back a few memories from a few nights ago.  It made Kala blush brightly and she squirmed a little.<br/><br/><span style="color: sienna">“A drink… but, aren’t we already leaving for something else.  Like the captain was saying.”</span>She muttered a little, not really fighting against the Asari as much as she could.<span style="color: sienna">“I… think you won’t let me rest and get to work unless I agree will you?  So fine… when we can leave the ship, I’ll go buy you a drink.  Happy?” </span><br/><br/>.................................................<br/><br/>Darion flirted a little with the woman after she provided him the information and then called him a var to get to his destination.  With a bit to her goodbye, Darion got into the vehicle before it took him to his destination.  The branch of Kassa Fabrication on this planet.<br/><br/>On the ride, Darion watched the news feed instead of trying to talk to the driver.  He was a bit curious about this ‘Jack’ that escaped from prison.  He hoped he never had to meet her going by the little amount of information that the news was providing.  It proved a distraction until he got to the rather unimpressive outside.  Though, once he got inside, he saw the armors on display.  The inside looked impressive unlike the outside.  Laser cleaned, and the rows of armor displays set up in bulletproof cylinders<br/><br/>Stopping infront of one, he studied the black and red surface of the armor for a long moment.  Something just seemed off about it.  Just before the man walked over to him, Darion finally identified what the issue was.  It wasn’t a functioning set of armor.<span style="color: green">“Indeed it is.  A Colossus armor is some of the best for front line soldiers.”</span>He said lightly before he chuckled.<span style="color: green">“Yeah, I think I was around at those times.  But 900,000 huh?  Wish my last job was that lucky.  If I had that though, I would have loved a working suit like this one.”</span>He agreed before turning to the seller.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“Yup.  Marine.  Darion Syler, and it’s a pleasure as well.  I’m looking for a new armor to replace my previous one.   Specifically would love a Colossus.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>