Speaking of unorthodox, that is precisely how Kasumi Goto would describe her career path, as well. Thieves of her caliber who have made a life outside of the law don't usually end up under the employ of the military--much less Imperial Security. But things get rather muddled when your friends are sometimes your enemies, your enemies are sometimes your friends, and your friends also become your lovers who are enemies with your other friends or friends with your enemies, et cetera, and it's usually best to never have strings attached.

Kasumi was never one to listen to good ideas, however, and after Keiji was killed, she found herself at an impasse. She could either keep on as she had and attempt to make something of the life that she used to have, even if a crucial part of it was missing--or let her talents be used for something good. Granted, a score of people across the Nexus would argue that working for Imperial Security hardly count as 'something good,' but it's good enough, for her. It's a way for her to pick up the pieces and try and make something sensible out of it.

Which brings her to Captain Galeni's office. She still has a network of connections, intricate a web it might be, but useful to the likes of her new superior officer, especially if what she's been hearing about trouble along the trade routes is at all accurate. She enters the room with a hood over her head; a good business practice from her days as a thief, a habit carried over into her new role as an informant (it certainly couldn't hurt, she thinks). Once the door is closed behind her, she reaches up and pulls the hood back, letting the fabric fall around her shoulders and on her back with an enigmatic smile for the Captain.

"Please--the pleasure is mine, Captain," she responds, before taking her seat rather unceremoniously before him, legs crossed, body leaning to one side, arms draped loosely on the armrests. "I have something of value to you, it looks like."