(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/><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/>Mother's Necklace D6<br/></div></div><br/><br/>Hope dutifully lifted her glass in silent salute, her smile wide and open with a camaraderie she didn't really feel.  It wasn't that she disliked anyone here, of course - if that were the case, she'd be gone or they'd be dead - but she was far too used to being on her own to settle so quickly into a role as part of a crew.  Nor was she entirely sure what they made of her; certainly by now they seemed to realize she wasn't just a two bit stage magician, but her particular talents weren't something she ever talked about directly.  She was quick with her hands and had a clever smile, that's all they needed to know.  Usually, it was all they wanted to know.<br/><br/>When you pretended to be best friends for awhile, though, it was easy to start thinking it was real.  Even she started to think that sometimes, before she remembered that nobody was really like that.  Right now, in fact, Michal was starting to misunderstand what their relationship was like; Hope's smile never wavered but she sighed inside.<br/><br/>She tilted her head slightly, making a show of listening to the sounds from the back room.  You didn't steal from the regulars in a place like this and walk away from it with just a few bruises, not unless you had a lot of backup, and poor foolish Roderick was a fish out of water.  Hope leaned close to Michal's ear and spoke so softly only she could hear.  "Think very carefully about what's going to happen to that poor thief back there and how very much we like being friends, and then put the money back."  She finished with a small peck to Michal's cheek and turned back to the table, laughing at Li's joke without missing a beat.