OPEN POST;

[spiraea]

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OPEN RP POST ① Pick a character ② Pick a prompt (or DIY) (shamelessly and selectively pilfered from bakerstreet's Random Scenario Meme) ③ Do the thing!. table code by betterdolphin

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[stealwithit]

[ She responds in a hushed tone, ] That was the plan, if you're interested. I can tell you more in that dark, nondescript alley were talking about earlier once we get out of here.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ His smile in return is bright. ]

I'm ready to have a discussion whenever you are.

[stealwithit]

Great.

[ And with that, she finishes the last drops of her drink, sets her glass down onto the bar, and slips out of her seat. ]

Then let's take a walk, shall we, Star-Lord?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He does the same, bowing to her with a flourish of his hand and offering his elbow. ]

After you, my lady.

[stealwithit]

[ She offers him a pleased little hum, tilting her head as she takes his arm with hers and whispering as they walk, ]

We're not undercover yet, Quill.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He just grins in return. ]

I just like treatin' a lady right. That so wrong, Goto?

[stealwithit]

Right. How could I forget? You did that so well on our last job together.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ If he could, he'd bow. As it is, he just kind of waves his hand, as if doffing an imaginary hat. ]

A-thank you.

[ He directs them into a nearby alley, and after a cursory inspection, it seems deserted. ]

This dark and nondescript enough for you?

[stealwithit]

Oh, it'll do.

[ She lets go of his arm as she steps into the darkness of the alley, leaning against the wall and folding her arms. ]

So. I know you weren't exactly excited about the soiree last time, but I'm afraid you've been invited to yet another one. You'll have a plus-one this time, though.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He follows after, claiming his spot at the wall opposite her. ]

Hoping by "plus one" you mean you, and that this isn't just your way of setting me up on a blind date.

[stealwithit]

[ She chuckles under her breath. ]

No blind dates this time, no. [ Seeing as the last heist may as well have involved one, what with the way she tasked Peter with charming Amira. ] I figured you wouldn't mind touting me around on your arm.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He grins then gestures to his own face with a wave of his hand. ]

Veil or no veil, Goto?

[stealwithit]

What if I said no veil?

[ She's done a bang-up job of concealing her identity, after all, so no one would recognize her if she went without her veil. But you know, she's not sure if Peter's ready for no veil. What if he gets too distracted? ]

[nostalgiabomb]

I'd say sign me up. I mean, there's gotta be, like, two people in the whole world who know what the elusive Kasumi Goto looks like, right?

[stealwithit]

Right. I might need a little more convincing, though. This is a big ordeal for me, you know? I need a little more... incentive.

[ Even in the darkness of the alley, the wickedness in her expression is undeniable. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He closes the distance between them, resting a hand on the wall beside her head to lean forward. ]

Incentive, huh? What've you got in mind?

[stealwithit]

[ She looks up at him, and her hand goes up, her fingers tracing the bottom of her lip in a playful but beckoning gesture. ]

What have you got to offer, Star-Lord?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He smirks, then takes on an air of contemplation. ]

Good looks? Impeccable taste in music? Decent shot with a firearm, and a wit sharper than a butcher's knife? Any of that do anything for you?

[stealwithit]

Hmm. I'll take all of the above.

But you and I both know you have other talents. If I go unveiled, I can't guarantee that you won't feel strongly compelled to... [ she clears her throat. ] use them on me.

[ The good old "I'm just hiding my beauty from the world because it's too good," gambit, staying a constant throughout all alternate universes. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ The expression on Peter's face is one that reads, Seriously, Kasumi? ]

I assure you -- I am a consummate professional. I'll avoid using my other talents on you if you think it'll be too distracting for you.

[ turning it back around on her 2kwhateveryearthisis. ]

[stealwithit]

[ The expression on hers meanwhile reads, Challenge. Accepted. ]

No veil, then.

Other than that, the job's a lot like last time. Dress up, show up, mingle, slip away, get the goods, get out. I'm not expecting too much trouble. Just a little side job to earn some money, yeah?

[nostalgiabomb]

Dress up? Goto, you realize I own, like, no fancy things, right?

you didn't see anything nope

[stealwithit]

[ She laughs and shakes her head, giving him a friendly little pat on his shoulder. ]

Sorry. I forgot to mention that I've already taken he liberty of sending you a suitable ensemble to your little hideout. You're going to look great in it.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ ... He quirks an eyebrow at her. ]

How do you even know my size--

[ He interrupts himself, then winces. ] You know what? Forget I asked that. I kind of don't want to know.

So, what, I get changed, and-- am I meetin' you somewhere?

[stealwithit]

[ Oh, thank god. She would hate to have to explain that. ]

Meet me out by the gates into the city. The party's being held at an estate that's just outside the settlement, and we'll need to arrive together. You know, as part of the act.

[ With the hand on his shoulder, she plays with the collar of his jacket, her touch a little teasing. ]

You're going to be an up-and-coming businessman for a mining gig, and I your dutiful assistant. Or we can do the other way around. Up to you, really.