[ With that? That's a tool He Ming has never seen. He controls his open curiosity, though, because they are 'working'. Instead he follows her directions and arranges himself in a casual lean where he can keep the room in his peripheral vision.
This is a type of work He Ming isn't used to, either. He can't quite sit still, and after about a minute he starts moving to pour them each tea. At least that would be something to do with his hands. ]
[ subtly, sola removes one of the pieces from her ear and gently places it around the shell of he ming's. they both look rather smart in their gilded spyware. her smile is a little catlike in nature as she lifts the cup of tea to her lips. they're both now tuned into the converstion she has directed the signal towards, all to do with routes and deliveries.
sola is an expert at this by now, constantly trading and haggling for information and technology so she can find the greatest riches for her crew. her memory is keen enough that she doesn't need to take notes though she does mouth a few key words to herself to make sure they stick. ]
[ With the tea shared and a topic to focus on created, He Ming settles once more. He keeps his gaze towards the door, at least, and not on their target. ]
Yeah, I heard him... is that enough for us make a move? Are we, you know, stealing from him?
[ That would be illegal. So of course He Ming is smiling at Sola when he asks. ]
[ sola's smile turns catlike and she takes another sip of the tea between them, licking her lips daintily. ]
Oh, my dear, it will be even better. We will be taking these supplies off the hands of the baron they're intended for, [ she whispers, a twinkle in her eyes as she does so. ]
So we'll wait for him to deliver, and then make our move?
[ He Ming angles himself away from the rest of the room. Sola's speaking, and if their listening is over then he doesn't have to keep as much of an eye out. ]
Swooping in to take it from the intended recipient... that does sound fun.
I highly doubt that the good sir would miss any of these treasures. He has more than enough.
[ and that should be going to people in need. people like them, of course. there are repairs that must be done and mouths to feed and – well, they deserve some riches after the hardships they have just experienced. ]
I haven't come on a job like this with the crew yet.
[ He Ming comes from a background of following orders, which means he can play nice. But he also comes from being alone but for the voices that whisper to him even now as they sit in this cafe, surrounded by physical bodies and the clamor of everyday life. It's odd to be with people, let alone a team. ]
But I trust you guys. You're smart. Or at least you are, Sola.
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[ With that? That's a tool He Ming has never seen. He controls his open curiosity, though, because they are 'working'. Instead he follows her directions and arranges himself in a casual lean where he can keep the room in his peripheral vision.
This is a type of work He Ming isn't used to, either. He can't quite sit still, and after about a minute he starts moving to pour them each tea. At least that would be something to do with his hands. ]
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[ subtly, sola removes one of the pieces from her ear and gently places it around the shell of he ming's. they both look rather smart in their gilded spyware. her smile is a little catlike in nature as she lifts the cup of tea to her lips. they're both now tuned into the converstion she has directed the signal towards, all to do with routes and deliveries.
sola is an expert at this by now, constantly trading and haggling for information and technology so she can find the greatest riches for her crew. her memory is keen enough that she doesn't need to take notes though she does mouth a few key words to herself to make sure they stick. ]
Do you understand?
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Yeah, I heard him... is that enough for us make a move? Are we, you know, stealing from him?
[ That would be illegal. So of course He Ming is smiling at Sola when he asks. ]
Or are we doing something more subtle?
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Oh, my dear, it will be even better. We will be taking these supplies off the hands of the baron they're intended for, [ she whispers, a twinkle in her eyes as she does so. ]
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[ He Ming angles himself away from the rest of the room. Sola's speaking, and if their listening is over then he doesn't have to keep as much of an eye out. ]
Swooping in to take it from the intended recipient... that does sound fun.
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[ and that should be going to people in need. people like them, of course. there are repairs that must be done and mouths to feed and – well, they deserve some riches after the hardships they have just experienced. ]
I think this ought to be cake for us.
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[ He Ming comes from a background of following orders, which means he can play nice. But he also comes from being alone but for the voices that whisper to him even now as they sit in this cafe, surrounded by physical bodies and the clamor of everyday life. It's odd to be with people, let alone a team. ]
But I trust you guys. You're smart. Or at least you are, Sola.