<i>I came off too strong... Ah well, may as well make the most of it</i>Vana thought to herself as the other Asari shook her hand curtly and then seemed distracted by something else, most likely the rest of the crowd. The other Asari in front of her was in the middle of offering a suggestion, Vana had her hearing lobes open for the woman before she was cut off by a Turian voice that commanded others to listen.<br/><br/>Taking this opportunity to lower her duffel bag to the metal plating underneath her feet, looking over to the source of the voice as he explained what the job was.<i>We are supposed to kill someone...? That wasn't in the advertisement. Wait, they wanted mercenaries with guns, what else were you expecting to do with it?</i>She thought inwardly as the alien male spoke. Then the sum of the job was spoken and the crowd began to clamor with excitement and shock, though for the Asari raised in a rich family, the number fell deftly on her. Certainly she had a hard living in Omega living in a cruddy apartment but a paltry million? Her mother would spend twice that much on weekly banquets she held for her social circle on Thessia.<br/><br/>Still, a million wasn't a bad sum. Not the largest amount of money Vana had ever seen but certainly not the smallest. Then the next part came up, the kicker. He was only going to pay five people. Then the atmosphere changed, like a green sky on earth that was (as Vana had read) it was going to turn in to a terrible storm. A storm of confrontation, competition and she was in the eye of it.<br/><br/>Turning back to Ashana then, she observed the Asari woman and lowered her voice then as to stop others from hearing her,<br/><br/>"<span style="color: Indigo">Listen... I can see it in your eyes, you don't think I can do this and you were about to tell me to leave...</span>" Vana began, her tone not quite pleading but not quite bargaining either, "<span style="color: Indigo">Let me come with you, I'm a doctor and I can make sure if you get hurt you will recover from it and...</span>"<br/><br/>Vana knew she would lose the interest of the well-endowed Asari, being a pocket nurse wouldn't be enough to sway this Asari to take her with her and possibly offer her help in teaching Vana how to be a mercenary or at least how to pass for one. It showed in her eyes, Vana wanted adventure, to get out and see the galaxy but most importantly not have to do it on the graces of her wealthy mother,<br/><br/>"<span style="color: Indigo">and... and if you take me with you and help me I'll give you half of whatever my share will be,</span>" Vana then clasped her hands together, hoping that her now pleading eyes and the promise of an even better reward if they found others to team up with would appeal to the woman before her, "<span style="color: Indigo">Please, all I want is a chance.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>