Out of Pod Experience

*Walks into the bar and seems to search for a specific person. After a while, her eyes find that specific person seemingly sitting on the counter so she walks over there. While closing she notices that this person is actually sleeping. She sits down on a barchair next to her, inspecting several nearly empty bottles standing around*

"Damn Kheily, you should seek therapeutic help soon if you continue not to empty your bottles completely"

*she mumbles to herself and starts emptying the remaining bottles*

*walks up to Kheily and Zoe and looks bewildered*
You guys must be sisters! If not, you must have something in common, whats the story behind this?

(continued)

La Pouce pales for half a second.

- We had parental consent.
- So she barely escaped being abused?
- That was an exaggeration...
- Not from what I know. Albeit the police report didn't made into my mailbox earlier than two weeks ago, some witness clearly stated that that was not an accident. She was supposed to bring in the cake, nude, but that capsuleer guy was more than inclined to figure she was the icing of the cake and a "present". And you knew it, as last year the old management refused to hold a party for him because of similar reasons.
- Lady Fazmarai, there's been much malign on...
- Malign? Not less than 10 crew member from La Bongo-bong stated that they heard turmoil, rushed in and had to fight their way to rescue the girl! And it was a miracle nobody was armed and it all ended with some black and blues!
- Lady Fazmarai, this kind of incidents are part of the job... misjudging can happen and...
- Part of the job? Raising the income from management fee a 300% is too a part of the job? Haven't you been actively driving away commoners to get more capsuleers in, paying the higher capsuleer rates? That's not misjudging, that's greed and it's a greed that can cause troubles to us the Fazmarais! How you dare?
- My fault is that i am making too much money for you, Lady Fazmarai?
- Money? You know perfectly we are not in this for the money. We can earn in a day more than this business will deliver in a year. The only one profiting from here it's you, La Pouce. And we don't like your ways.
- You both? Isn't Lady Ishtanchuk Fazmarai traveling abroad...?
- Don't take that path, La Pouce. You really don't want Ishtanchuk to meddle in this affair. I am in charge and I'm going to give you a chance. I can figure why you want money. Rather than abuse our confidence and get it against us, you could just be open about it. We honor to reward those who serve us well.

La Pouce slowly caresses her prosthetic thumb with her forefinger and mutters:

- Arthrosis...
- So you want a clone -says Indah, softly.
- And why not, Lady Fazmarai? I am beginning to decay and I'm just 62!
- And why not just ask?
- Lady Ishtanchuk was in a hurry and I never served any Khanid. I worked for long for Mrs. Kanter and she was as good a manager as a Caldari can be expected. Until she was too old. And I... refused to have a serving career when I joined the business management.
- We can consider that. Call it a bonus. Or just go the service way, as you prefer. You'll be better with us by your side, than doing your way and causing us trouble. That would be the case even if we weren't capsuleers. Which we are, of course.
- Of course, Lady Fazmarai.
- I'll have to discuss the details with Ishtanchuk, but we'll inform you when we make our minds on the issue.
- Thank you Lady Fazmarai.

Indahmawar notices how La Pouce is as close to biting her lip as she can without actually doing it. The old Anmatarr versus Khanid grudge... and La Pouce never had a real chance to learn her place as a servant. Better she's aware on how potentially dangerous is to cross capsuleers.

- La Pouce, can you do something else now?
- Will be my pleasure, Lady Fazmarai...
- Check whether Raoul is greenlighted.

La Pouce swiftly looks upon her pad, looking at the personnel log. But she knows that Indah already knows the answer.

- Yes, he is available. Had an early shift yesterday and it's been off duty since. Shall i call him in?
- Please do. Suite 20.

La Pouce looks at Indah as she blushes lightly. As is her duty, La Pouce knows that Raoul, the black eyed Gallentean with curly hair and a falsely shy smile, haves with Indah a relation that's not mercantile, but neither are they engaged in anything potentially hazardous. Well, aside of how Raoul is redlighted and remains off duty for a couple days each time they both meet... After Indah leaves the office, La Pouce mutters to herself:

- In a parallel universe, you both would be up to make some interesting stolen holoreel... You make a good couple, as he's almost as short as yourself, and you both bloody drain out yourselves each time you meet. So now go sh*g each other to death, and don't forget to talk to that cousin of yours and bring me back something interesting, as I won't be waiting forever to get that clone, estúpida zorrita khanid.

La Pouce turns back to her main computer, much heavily protected than her pad, and browses thorugh some files. Then she opens the one called "special appointments" and begins figuring ways to either cancel them or divert them to shadier establishments, for a fee... that should do unless the stupid Khanid cousins had some real security procedures which La Pouce couldn't foresee and use to her advantage.

OMG! I can finally go to the Supermarket and have this as background music to make the experience less dull!

TY! ripping them all into mp4

Sits next to Kirjava


Can I have a sip?

Your mean.


*Hides and eats more cake*

speaking of cake, the 19th is mine and 8's birthday
there was only one thing I, well, we wanted but now I just feel foolish

I dont think it was your cake that they were interested in.

*Sits next to Rain and hands her a fork.*

Are you ready for some cake?