kasumi goto - master thief

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Which would mean I would HAVE to cheat to actually surprise you.  Its a very complicated path we’re walking down my friend. K. Goto

Okay, now my head kinda hurts (and not for the usual reasons)…

I guess the only real rule left would be the absence of rule then, huh?

Well, if you need a new hobby, I could always teach you how to cook.  Unless you already know how…

Poker game?

Read any good book lately?

Hey Kasumi,

Found something in the old surveillance camera archives of the Normandy SR-2…  Thought you might enjoy it.

I know I do.  ;  b

See what I was talking about?  It’s all about speed, flexibility, and agility…

And borrowing your commanding officer’s clothes, apparently.  Though I guess that Ashley’s skin-tight Alliance officer uniform back then wouldn’t have been as comfortable for a friendly sparring match.  More distracting, sure.  But Ash isn’t known to enjoy cheating…  UNLIKE SOME.  ;  b

Anyway, it was nice talking to you.  We should hang out more often.

Kaidan 

If there is a mutual understanding that cheating will most likely be involved…

Doesn’t cheating become sort of part of the rules, and therefore is no longer really considered cheating?

So, if you’d want to cheat and surprise your adversary, you’d have to avoid cheating?

Great, now I’ll be obsessing about how that works…

Kaidan

Which would mean I would HAVE to cheat to actually surprise you.  Its a very complicated path we're walking down my friend. K. Goto

Hey Kasumi,

Found something in the old surveillance camera archives of the Normandy SR-2…  Thought you might enjoy it.

I know I do.  ;  b

See what I was talking about?  It’s all about speed, flexibility, and agility…

And borrowing your commanding officer’s clothes, apparently.  Though I guess that Ashley’s skin-tight Alliance officer uniform back then wouldn’t have been as comfortable for a friendly sparring match.  More distracting, sure.  But Ash isn’t known to enjoy cheating…  UNLIKE SOME.  ;  b

Anyway, it was nice talking to you.  We should hang out more often.

Kaidan 

Ever since it had been discovered that she’d survived the Crucible crashing -though just barely- Hackett was always trying to get her to show herself off in public.  The “Poster Child for the Alliance”, he’d called her.  Well, whatever.  She’d play along for the moment.  The Admiral had never said where to show herself, however.  And so, it wasn’t a huge surprise that Shepard found herself entering the bar roughly half an hour later.

What was surprising was that Garrus was already there, and it appeared… with Kasumi?  She found her lips curving into a smile.  Good.  She loved the little family she had forged with her crew, and was glad that they seemed to care as much about each other as she did about them.  Shepard hesitated just a moment, however…  What if they’d rather be by themselves?  What if they were discussing something that was private?  She tamped down on a little tiny surge of jealousy.  Not at Kasumi, per se.  But at the thought that Garrus would rather be with someone else.  But no.  She couldn’t allow herself to think that  way.  She would simply go up to them, and if they preferred to be alone, she’d find somewhere else to drink.  Perfect idea.

She was still quite far from them when Garrus whipped his head around, pinpointing her as if he’d known she was there the entire time.  Shepard felt her cheeks heat- smell.  Of course.  Damned Turians and their damned heightened predator senses.  His words reverberated in his flanging voice, the subharmonics resonating mirth.  Oh, he was going to pay.

“Hun, I’m a bartender. Drinking on the job is practically in the job description.” Aethyta snorted and took another drink before putting the flask back under the counter. For almost a millennia she had hopped from posting to posting, mostly in bars and other dingy little shops where all the galaxy’s lowlifes could be found. A few times she had infiltrated criminal organizations, but that was usually more risk than victory.

Her eyes widened as she was addressed by name. Now just when the hell had she gotten so damn recognizable? This had to be the kid’s fault.

“I remember you now. You are another one of those kids that ran with Shepard.” She nodded and pulled a flask out from under the bar. A long drink made her feel better, but not as good as she would if it were booze, but at least this way it kept her image up. Staying sober while working in a bar was hell. “That’s sweet of you to say, but hell if he hadn’t been parked at the bar I probably wouldn’t have noticed.” That wasn’t true, but it was true that she probably wouldn’t have cared. Mr. Sato spent a lot of money in this bar.