goneawaycomms | Ciaphas Cain

[Saturday notes his hesitation and frowns slightly. She, herself, isn't thinking in heroic terms but criminal ones; he worked a quick scam and it turned out the mark was useful. Let's exploit it.]

[The degree to which her criminal means lead to heroic ends is a subject on which she is not accepting constructive criticism at this time.]

[As for worried allies? She knows that game, too.]

Nothing too outre. Got a plan in the works, a little run at the upper levels. Penetration testing, so to speak: get in, look around, get out. Ain't vaporware neither, I got buy-in from a good half-dozen.

[she shrugs]

Anything you can get from her before the run - layout, security, where things are - particularly where the smokes are, and maybe a decent drink - will be helpful. Two teams. [she holds up two fingers, in illustration] Infiltration and distraction. You don't need to be on either, but infil needs to not get caught, 'cause even Jorg can put two and two together if that happens. Anything you can give me to assist in that, I will treasure and put on your account.

[She's being goofy, but completely sincere.]

And I can keep your name out of it. Might be wisest, really, then we don't burn your contact if shit slips too bad sideways.

[That things will go at least somewhat sideways, Saturday doesn't doubt for a moment. The run always goes sideways; planning and prep are just to make sure it doesn't slip so far that it takes the crew and the payday with it.]

[Cain understands the plan, and keeps the doubt off his face. It's not exactly military terminology, but she gets the message across fine, and he's not one to split hairs if she seems like she knows what she's doing.]

It's not often I don't just get asked to run to the front and wave my sword around. [he says, ruefully, but appreciatively. It's nice to be appreciated for his mind for once, rather than being a good-looking hatrack or heroic distraction.] I'm less suited to sneaking around and all this shadowy intrigue business than I am for getting to the point, [complete lie] but I'll do my best to provide us with information we can use.

[On keeping his name out of it;] That might be for the best. [For reasons that are totally not self-interested.] It galls me to hang back, but I'll play my part if you feel that's best.

I mean, if you want to wave your sword around, you can pitch in once the distraction starts. We'll need people to pretend to help while making it worse.

[She gives him that assessing eye]

I feel like you'd be good at that.

[She means with Karen from HR, too. Cain is an expert face, and if he chooses to lie about it, well, everyone's entitled to a personal idiot test. Weeds out the useless.]

When's your date?

[She feels like he'll be good at pretending to help while making things worse? Ouch. Cain half-chuckles.]

Whenever it needs to be. I'll do my utmost to provide the information that you need. I hate to think of the consequences if even a single soul is caught in the act, after all.

[Especially for himself. And on that note...]

Who else is involved?

[Saturday sticks out her tongue, childishly] Hey, causing problems on purpose and achieving a specific end with 'em is a legitimate talent!

[moving on]

Ah, about half a dozen. Not sure who'd you know on the infiltration side, but that Loken dude volunteered to help with the riot end of things. Kinda looking forward to that.

[Loken did mention that he was acquainted with her. Although thinking of it, there's just one thing that he does have to make sure to confirm first, to prevent any possibilities of unfortunate misunderstandings down the road. Things always exacerbated to an alarming extent when it came to Astartes, in his experience.]

I'm familiar with Loken. [A tiny degree of hesitancy that isn't at all pre-emptive concern, masked in a question that feels a little too casual.] Does he know that you're an elf?

[She's fairly open about it, but on the off-chance that Loken doesn't explicitly know...]

I ain't exactly been hiding it but we haven't had a conversation about it, no.

[at least, not like the one she ended up having with Cain. but honestly, if Loken hasn't seen her ears by now, he hasn't been paying attention]

I told him I'm from earth - he actually knew where Seattle was! That was kinda neat. Like it's fucketybillion years in the future an' a whole other reality but the old place is still around, you know?

[she shrugs]

If you think it'd be a problem I can check in with him.

Ciaphas Cain

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