<div class="floatleft">(https://images2.imgbox.com/86/71/qabzUuqc_o.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Karma (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337984.msg16039378#msg16039378)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Black Lotus Tattoo --> Afterlife<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Katya, N0liss, OPEN<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Conversation, and Drinks<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>“I just know what I want,” Karma replied, not rising to the lighthearted bait in Katya’s words. “And, I’m happy to pay for it,<em>ne</em>?” Their eyes slid towards her friend as her head tipped in Karma’s direction. They lifted one eyebrow at Katya’s choice of drink, but they’d never comment on it. Drinks were personal, and everyone had the right to drink what they wanted, however unusual it might seem.<br/><br/>Their drink arrived with a fair amount of care on Claire’s part, and Karma took a moment to appreciate the sight, along with the aroma of the fresh yuzu in the glass before wrapping the long fingers of one hand around it. Katya’s drink came sliding across the surface of the bar a moment later, as if they were in an old western braindance, to slip right into her open, waiting hand. Karma pulled a corner of their mouth up in a lopsided smirk, chuckling softly as they listed their own glass, letting it hover below their lips to savor the temperature and scent of the drink one last time before sipping. Then the words came floating softly from a group sitting a bit further away, and Katya’s tension was visible in every tense line of her body.<br/><br/>Choko Tanaka. Karma mentally shook their head, drink still untasted as they listened to what the little fixer was saying. Personal mission, only paying out for the how as well as the where. What about the why? Karma supposed that was the personal part, and clearly Choko wasn’t planning on giving that information out, not just yet. Or maybe ever.<br/><br/>In all fairness, it didn’t really seem like Royce’s cup of tea. The tech to create the kind of BD’s that Choko was describing was likely beyond his ability, but the doctor knew that he could get his hands on someone who had the required skills. “Go on,” Karma said to Katya, nodding slightly to indicate that they had also heard what was said. “I know you want to check it out.” They finally took a sip of the drink. It was sweet and sour with the sharp tang of alcohol, and absolutely perfect. “Go zero it out.”<br/><br/>There was no stopping Katya from checking in on any activities relating to Maelstrom and Karma knew it. It didn’t matter what you said or did; you just got out of her way. It wasn’t permission as much as common sense, and both knowing who Katya was and respecting that. She’d let Karma know what was going on once there was something to know. So when the text came, their attention had already moved from Choko’s conversation, ready to invest in other matters.<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">I didn’t know I was coming out tonight, otherwise I would have.<br/><em>Sumimasen</em>. &gt;_-</span></span></div><br/>They sent back.<br/><br/>Turning on the barstool, Karma looked back over their shoulder, searching for where N0liss might be hiding in the bar. When they finally located her, they added another message.<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">We can rectify that now, if you like.</span></span></div>