(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e1/Firefly_RPG_Hope.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Hope Diamond, Scoundrel</span></span><br/>Plot points: 3<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attributes:<br/>Mental D8<br/>Physical D6<br/>Social D10<br/><br/>Skills (Specialties):<br/>Craft D6<br/>Fly D6<br/>Focus D6<br/>Know D8 (Streetwise)<br/>Influence D10<br/>Notice D8<br/>Operate D6<br/>Perform D10 (Showmanship)<br/>Sneak D8<br/>Trick D12 (Fast Talk, Sleight of Hand)<br/><br/>Distinctions:<br/>Alluring D8<br/>Forked Tongue D8<br/>Things Don't Go Smooth D8<br/><br/>Signature Assets:<br/>Spartacus the Parrot D6<br/>Trick Playing Cards D6<br/></div></div><br/><br/>Hope tried to resist it, but her palm actually connected to her forehead as Clay and Michel blithely affirmed their participation without any facts but a dangled carrot.  The take of a lifetime!  Hope couldn't count the number of times she'd used that one.  Even if it were true, though, the crazed woman was asking them to hand over half the score without a word of her own investment and risk.  Hope had seen that sort of job, too, where some boor brought nothing but vague rumors or easily obtained facts and never understood why it didn't mean anything.  It wasn't hard to find out where a lot of money was going to be at a certain time; the value of information was in access codes, blackmail information, security gaps, fences and getaways.  Especially getaways.<br/><br/>She was impressed that Li Mei was the one to speak up about it.  It made her feel even better about the audio chips she'd left in the doctor's room last night.  She'd lifted a twenty credit note from Clay to pay for them, but as it turned out the shopkeeper selling the music files had been distracted by an underage music fan so the chips had been free.  Instead she spent it on a stash of powdered chai, which anyone could enjoy if they happened to find it tucked in the back of a high kitchen cabinet.<br/><br/>"You came to make a pitch," Hope agreed, "so make it.  This is two days wasted, and still waiting for the straight and frank.  How are we earning two mil - and how are you?  And are we spending the whole take hiding from Pinkertons and Feds for the rest of our lives?"<br/><br/>Spartacus shifted his feet on Hope's shoulder, lifting a wing to ruffle through the feathers for a moment with his beak, then looked up.  "Gimme some rum!" he cawed happily, "Gimme some rum!"