IC Contact - Consignment

[forgivetheinsubordination]

vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
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[forgivetheinsubordination]

Uh.

[That's one of the things Garrus doesn't tend to keep on him, though he touches an armor compartment anyway as if the device he'd bought would materialize.]

If we walk back to my rover I can grab the one I own, show you, or I could attempt to explain. Just won't be a very satisfying explanation.

[Not with the tech level of her world being what it is.]

Basically makes you invisible to the eye, some tech.

[lyingheart]

... Well that's interesting.

[ Meant sincerely, with a note for how that is dangerous, an advantage, and also something to wonder about if people don't get too self-sure when using it. So what would one do to disrupt a cloaked individual... ]

Something small that could do that would be functional as long as we were avoiding close direct encounters, or they had no ready way to disarm it and show what we'd been hiding.

[forgivetheinsubordination]

Point. Might be more effort than it's worth. So the best option might be cover-ups. Make it look like useless adornment with fabric, hide it out in the open.

[He's not great at stealth either. This at least is pretty blatant and out there.]

We could work on ideas for that. Talk to people. See what we can come up with.

[lyingheart]

Simple is easiest. We can see what people come up with... or if it's all dismissed. The Instructors might have opinions on it too.

[ The "but" that follows after is implied, and left as an implication. But that may not be anything they consider worth worrying over. ]

[forgivetheinsubordination]

Then let's talk again about this when we've done a little legwork?

[The flower crown in his hands is as "good" as it's going to get. Frankly, it'll probably fall apart long before he can stick it on his telusa and watch the animal play with it. Stiffly he gets up, stretching a little, hoping that his body gets back to normal soon.]

And maybe by then I can make these decently.

[lyingheart]

Deal.

[ ... Maybe not for the flower crowns.

Soon enough, the Neraki will outshine them on those anyhow. Annie stands in the perpetual grey of this day, inclining her head toward Garrus. Her crooked crown hangs from her fingertips, flowers intact. ]

Until then.