[ The estate where their party isn't too far out from the city, but it's almost large enough that it could be its own little settlement, which is downright shameful. But at the very least, Kasumi can appreciate the architecture and aesthetic of the place. From where they'd stepped off of their transportation and started continuing on foot, there's a gate, beyond which a grand garden courtyard lies, hedges and topiaries trimmed to perfection and fountains flowing rebelliously as though the sands of the dessert on the other side of the estate's outer walls didn't exist.
But they have to get through the security, first, which involves the pair playing their parts, the details of which Kasumi had briefed Peter on their way to the estate. Alison Gunn is a businesswoman on the rise for one Altai Mineral Works company, based in a more distant settlement. Kasumi had taken the liberty of fabricating some news stories and rumors about the company and the successes it's enjoyed under Gunn's direction, enough that although the sudden appearance of her name on the guest list might have been a surprise to the host (one Mr. Mereeri) at first, she settled into the idea; Kasumi had kept it all just humble enough to be believable, after all.
As they approach, Kasumi quietly asks Peter for his arm, and she hooks her arm around his when he obliges. The man that stands to let people through is tall, almost taller than Peter, and Kasumi whispers to her companion that he would be the host's right-hand man, who tended to be of more use for his intimidating looks and stature than his actual competence at administrative duties, which says a lot about how Mereeri chooses to run his business of building settlements. ]
Name, please?
[ He directs the question at Peter, but Kasumi is the one that responds. ]
We're with Altai Mineral Works. The name should be "Gunn."
[ The man looks through his list, and eventually nods, again, at Peter. ]
Ah, yes. Welcome, Mr. Gunn.
[ Figures, Kasumi thinks, before she clears her throat. ]
That's Ms. Gunn to you, my good man. This fine fellow here is my associate, Mr. McClain. I don't suppose there are any problems with me brining him along?
[ The guard looks only barely embarrassed when he realizes he'd made a poor assumption, and he steps aside and spreads an arm out in an extra welcoming gesture. ]
Certainly not, Ms. Gunn. My sincerest apologies.
[ Kasumi merely gives him an indifferent little smile as she leads her and Peter through the gate, and once they're a safe distance away: ]
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[ The estate where their party isn't too far out from the city, but it's almost large enough that it could be its own little settlement, which is downright shameful. But at the very least, Kasumi can appreciate the architecture and aesthetic of the place. From where they'd stepped off of their transportation and started continuing on foot, there's a gate, beyond which a grand garden courtyard lies, hedges and topiaries trimmed to perfection and fountains flowing rebelliously as though the sands of the dessert on the other side of the estate's outer walls didn't exist.
But they have to get through the security, first, which involves the pair playing their parts, the details of which Kasumi had briefed Peter on their way to the estate. Alison Gunn is a businesswoman on the rise for one Altai Mineral Works company, based in a more distant settlement. Kasumi had taken the liberty of fabricating some news stories and rumors about the company and the successes it's enjoyed under Gunn's direction, enough that although the sudden appearance of her name on the guest list might have been a surprise to the host (one Mr. Mereeri) at first, she settled into the idea; Kasumi had kept it all just humble enough to be believable, after all.
As they approach, Kasumi quietly asks Peter for his arm, and she hooks her arm around his when he obliges. The man that stands to let people through is tall, almost taller than Peter, and Kasumi whispers to her companion that he would be the host's right-hand man, who tended to be of more use for his intimidating looks and stature than his actual competence at administrative duties, which says a lot about how Mereeri chooses to run his business of building settlements. ]
Name, please?
[ He directs the question at Peter, but Kasumi is the one that responds. ]
We're with Altai Mineral Works. The name should be "Gunn."
[ The man looks through his list, and eventually nods, again, at Peter. ]
Ah, yes. Welcome, Mr. Gunn.
[ Figures, Kasumi thinks, before she clears her throat. ]
That's Ms. Gunn to you, my good man. This fine fellow here is my associate, Mr. McClain. I don't suppose there are any problems with me brining him along?
[ The guard looks only barely embarrassed when he realizes he'd made a poor assumption, and he steps aside and spreads an arm out in an extra welcoming gesture. ]
Certainly not, Ms. Gunn. My sincerest apologies.
[ Kasumi merely gives him an indifferent little smile as she leads her and Peter through the gate, and once they're a safe distance away: ]
Told you that guy's a dud.