Name: Stephen Greyson<br/>Location: Omega, Afterlife<br/>Tagging: Veyle, Gavron<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Stephen had not been sure how his companion would react when she was presented with the Afterlife: But he could tell from just the slight signs she gave away that it wasn't an experience that she'd experienced and it would be nothing like she expected.  It didn't take a genius to figure it all out though: her slight fidgeting and the fact that she'd moved in closer was about as loud an indicator that she was not in a 'comfortable' state as you could get without saying the words.<br/><br/>Still, she was holding up well enough: And the fact that she was even had the energy to snap back at him for asking about her queries left him more than a little shocked. He hadn't expected her to be so defensive over such a simple thing like that: what was he missing from her past? The more time that Stephen spent in Veyle's presence the more interesting she became. He was starting to attempt to conceive ideas that would probe the information about her past from her, but nothing came up. She was as Enigmatic as he could expect: even if they had met based on her showing an outburst of emotions.<br/><br/>Gavron's arrival put all of his focus on Veyle to the back of his mind. He had talked about Afterlife being a den of piranha but this Turian bastard was a Great fucking White. Stephen was tempted to offer his hand to shake: but that would leave one less hand to snap the Turian's neck, should it come down to it. Hearing that Daira had a job left the Human a little shocked: The last job had been less than pleasant for both parties. Sure, Stephen did his job and he got paid, but the contract had been...messy. Stephen had left with at least a few enemies and Daria had been forced to let someone who knew far too much about the inner workings of her business leave; Both whole and without swearing allegiance to the crime lord.<br/><br/>He opened his mouth to speak up when Veyle went ahead and signed them both up for the job without asking about the original employees opinion. Stephen did his best to smile it off in front of Gavron: even going as far as to chuckle, pull the woman closer and kiss her cheek lightly. Out of the corner of Veyle's eye she might notice the look of annoyance on Stephen's face. Taking the job had spooked him a little, but it was too late to back out.<br/><br/>"You heard my lovely lady. I'd hate to disappoint an ass like hers: especially one that could throw me into the opposite wall." Stephen chuckled again, mostly for Gavron's benefit. He was hiding his annoyance well: but the sudden feeling of being caught in a Snake pit was clinging to him. Gavron had not been that smart when he left Omega last time: always an uppity ass who assumed that he'd understood everything the first time. Hopefully, nothing had changed.<br/><br/>"Who, and how much?"