OPEN POST;

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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]

Oh? What happened to conflict of interest, huh?

[nostalgiabomb]

Conflict of interest became conflict with interest.

[stealwithit]

[ She whistles, having caught on to the target, although she's not sure if he's been hired to kill the ex-husband or his new girlfriend (the drama between the hostess and her ex-husband is, apparently, not a big secret). ]

Lucky us. How about we help each other out, then? Need a distraction?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter's expression changes briefly from mild amusement to slightly incredulous-- ]

Do you really think I need a distraction?

[ --and quickly back to amusement when he continues. ]

Anyway. It would be unseemly to take care of my business in the middle of a function like this. Too many eyes, for one. Total party foul, for another.

[stealwithit]

Oh, but think of the drama that would unfold. This would be the party of the year, for sure.

[ she's joking. Kind of. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

Afterward, sure. But until then, it'd mostly be a lot of noise and confusion and a whole lot of mess I just really don't want to deal with. And I sort of like the canapés they're serving, so I'd hate for things to end early.

[stealwithit]

[ She nods. ]

On that we can agree. Did you try the one with smoked salmon on it? To die for.

[ Ha ha... get it... 'cause he's an assassin... ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Deadpan, ] Ha.

[ He glances around idly, ensuring no prying eyes and ears are listening in on their conversation. ]

When are you planning on making your move, anyway? Can't imagine you're planning on taking the painting in the middle of the party.

[stealwithit]

Now wouldn't that be fun.

[ She leans back on the bench. ]

The pieces are going back into a vault after tonight before they get shipped back off to where they came from. So, you know. Then. I'm just here for the food.

[nostalgiabomb]

You and me both, then.

[ Another idle glance around; a couple is meandering through the gardens, but they're too wrapped up in one another to pay Kasumi and Peter any mind. Extramarital affair, if Peter had to guess. ]

It's John Rogers, by the way. When we're among more civilized company.

[stealwithit]

[ Her gaze follows his, and her brows raise when she notices the couple. Kasumi's always loved a good societal scandal. ]

John Rogers, huh? I like it. Very American.

[ A beat. ] Audrey. Or Ms. Ishii. Whichever you'd prefer.

[nostalgiabomb]

Kinda prefer Audrey II. [ Yes, that is a Little Shop of Horrors reference. ] But I can roll with Ms. Ishii.

Now, then. I have a person or two to stalk while I'm here. I imagine you've got some scouting of your own to do?

[stealwithit]

[ Kasumi's about to respond, but the rampant giggling of the woman they'd just spotted with her lover permeates through the hedges; apparently they've found a nice spot just on the other side. ]

You mean we weren't going to follow their lead?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ That pulls a smirk from him. ]

You're incorrigible, Ms. Ishii. Think of the scandal.

[stealwithit]

I'm incorrigible? I think you have more than a few more rumors about your encounters, Rogers.

[ she says Rogers, but she really means Quill. Yep, she totally found a few angry "wow what a two-timing jerk" posts on the extranet when she got curious enough. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ The amusement drains from his face. ]

Looked me up, huh.

[stealwithit]

Just a little bit. Nothing really came up except for a few pissed off asari.

[nostalgiabomb]

I'll have to take your word for it.

[ Even still, he's not too much of a fan of Kasumi trying to dig up dirt on him, innocuous as it is. All the more reason to back off now, before she tries to hold something over his head like Hock did. If she tries to lord it over him, he really may have to deal with that loose end, sooner rather than later. ]

Anyway. I've still got work to do. Just wanted to thank you personally for keeping things quiet. Hopefully you continue seeing the benefit in both of us keeping to our agreement.

[stealwithit]

[ that's her cue to stand, moving over with a wicked grin, her deft fingers reaching for Peter's tie because apparently it needs straightening out. ]

You're quite welcome, Mr. Rogers. Don't worry, I'm quite done prying on my end. I would be a fool to turn my back on our agreement, seeing as I'd like to keep having a back.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He doesn't tense when she comes near -- Yondu taught him better control over his body language than that -- but his eyes narrow a little in suspicion. Still, his response comes easily enough. ]

Well, I'd like you to keep having a back, too. It's a pretty nice one.

[stealwithit]

[ Dang, Vanilla Peter would have been a goner at that little move. No matter, her grin widens at his response, and she leans in to whisper into his ear. ]

I'm glad you think so. Maybe someday we'll cross paths on a different kind of job, hmm?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He huffs out a quiet laugh, then steps back. Sure, the thought had crossed his mind, but Peter took great pains to keep his professional and personal life separated. Kasumi Goto, best thief in the galaxy, was thoroughly entrenched in his professional life. ]

Depends on the mood you catch me in, Ms. Ishii. Might be safer for the both of us if this were our last meeting, though.

[stealwithit]

[ She folds her arms as he steps back, swinging her hip over to one side. ]

Safer, sure. More exciting? Nope.

[ Kasumi, for one, has been known to mix business and pleasure. That's how it all went down with Keiji, after all, however risky it may be. She doesn't have a clear explanation for the intrigue she feels towards this man who'd once tried to kill her, but now that there's a face (and a rather handsome one, to boot) to put to the name, she thinks well, screw it. A part of her hopes this won't be the last time they meet. A part of her is thoroughly impressed at how well he stonewalls her advances in the name of professionalism.

A part of her enjoys the challenge. ]

But hey, I totally get that. You just wanted to come and say thank you and look at my pretty face and, apparently, my very nice back for one last time. Very well.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He smiles, arm sweeping out. ]

Can you blame a guy? We are, after all, at an art exhibition.

[ This time he bows slightly from the waist, the same arm he swept out crossing over his waist. ]

Pleasure seeing you again, Aubrey. If you're lucky, it won't happen again.

[stealwithit]

[ She bows her head and does a little curtsey in a similar fashion. ]

We'll have to see what Lady Luck has to say about that, John. Best of luck in all your endeavors.