Cy'Reen
@quarianrenegade.bsky.social
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-A professional menace to society, this Quarian has tasted freedom and will hold onto it with both hands. -Is no simp for Rannoch. -Mass Effect OC / Star Trek RP account -SFW -Writer is 21+ -selective -banner and pfp by @sentineln7.bsky.social ❤️
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spiritusastra.bsky.social
// Exploring unusual new places is good for the soul. :)
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
// oh wow! I love the assortment of colour and the variety of shots here! Sentinel drones are so cute as well. You are right, exploring new and unusual places is good for the soul.
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
"That should be fine," Cy chuckled dryly. "As long as it doesn't taste like shit then it's already an improvement. I'd like to taste something other than barely concealed artificial slop. You know, you could make a killing if you can alter the taste of basic bitch paste."
boldlygo.bsky.social
Dvenn tilted her head.

"I do not think I can offer /anything/ premium, BUT, I should be able to modify some of the existing rations for your liking.
Would this suffice or would you rather find a different payment?"
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Cy chuckled as she handed over the charts. "You don't need to offer me anything in return, although, if you have any premium nutripaste, I wouldn't say no to something that actually tastes good."
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
"While that's true, I'd still have to get the job first. I can try though, highlighting those very points." She sat down on the other side of the desk.
"Oh, question. I've never done legitimate work, so I have no idea how to make a legit resume. Could you help me?"
spiritusastra.bsky.social
With a little nod she sat down behind her desk.

"I see your point, but I would argue that your reputation precedes you.
And to those who do not know you, their assumed fragility of your biology comes as twice the advantage because the will underestimate you by default."
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
"Yeah, maybe," Cy mused before chuckling. "Although who works hire a quarian as a bodyguard? One cough and most of us are dead! Although l think you're on to something though. Something that utilises my existing skill set would be ideal."
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
"Yeah, maybe," Cy mused before chuckling. "Although who works hire a quarian as a bodyguard? One cough and most of us are dead! Although l think you're on to something though. Something that utilises my existing skill set would be ideal."
spiritusastra.bsky.social
She hesitantly accepted the beverage bladder and gave her peer an acknowledging nod before sitting down next to her.

"Maybe you could try a losely related field of work, like security officer or bodyguard.
Something where you can advertise and utilise your existing job expertise to your advantage."
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
"Sure thing," Cy nods as she takes a sip from her drink sachet before offering a sealed one to her companion.
Looking back to her data pad, Cy sighed. " I need to find work but no one is hiring mercs. Any ideas on what else I'd be good at?"
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Cy was almost disappointed at the answer.
"I was almost hoping for something a little spicier. I have every confidence that you would never exceed your water limits."
She looked around the room and admired the beauty of it all.
"I do have to admit, you've put a lot of work into this place."
spiritusastra.bsky.social
Tilting her head she gave Cy a quiet stare before hunkering down to her plants again.

"These are Daisies and Petunias.
Some of them made of plastic...
I would /hope/ they are legal.
I am well within my laboratory's permitted water limits, if that is what you mean..."
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Looking at the plants and then at the other. "Are these plants legal or do you have some sort of questionable side business going on? No judgement, just curious."
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
"Sure thing," Cy nods as she takes a sip from her drink sachet before offering a sealed one to her companion.
Looking back to her data pad, Cy sighed. " I need to find work but no one is hiring mercs. Any ideas on what else I'd be good at?"
spiritusastra.bsky.social
She announces herself with a quiet nod to [the reader] before asking whether she can sit with them for a little while.

#Open
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aellaeldritch.bsky.social
"Iғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ,
ᴏᴜʀ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ────"

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talsea.bsky.social
"𝐴𝑠 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑡, 𝐼 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑒𝑑.
𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛."

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∞ 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎" 𝙾𝙲
∞ 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜/𝙱𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛/𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔
∞ 𝟷𝟾+ 𝙼𝚞𝚗
∞ 𝚂𝙵𝚆
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𝚁𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜/𝙸𝚗𝚏𝚘 ⇣
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somethingredacted.bsky.social
“𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑈𝑛𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒, 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒.

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑.”

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quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Mildly intrigued, Cy raised an eyebrow behind her visor. "And where exactly do you recommend we discuss this important business? Look chucklefuck, I'm not in the habit of going off with random strangers just because they day they have something to discuss in private."
kig-yar-enjoyer.bsky.social
"...safety of all the quarians here Omega..."

*He looked around the club, looking for prying eyes. It was Omega, everyone was a shifty character, but he noticed a couple merc looking guys looking at their booth.*

"I can't discuss it here...too many eyes and ears..."
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Cy chuckled as she handed over the charts. "You don't need to offer me anything in return, although, if you have any premium nutripaste, I wouldn't say no to something that actually tastes good."
boldlygo.bsky.social
At the mention of old star charts the scientist noticeably perked up.

"Of course.
What can I offer in return?"
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Walking up to @boldlygo.bsky.social , Cy pokes Dvenn's visor.
"Boop. I got my hands on some old, 'classified' star charts. I have no use for them. You interested in them?"
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
She gave the relic a gentle boop for good measure.
"I'm glad it's safe with you and not sitting with some mouldly old collector hoarding it for clout. So you think there are more out there?"
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Cy had not expected such a thoughtful answer from Shepard and it brought a smile to her face.
"That's actually very sweet of you. I'm certain that Liara would appreciate it beyond words. Mordin and Legion though... I might have paid to watch them science out over this little one." --->
sentineln7.bsky.social
--->
But in actuality, I still have it here because I hope I'll find the time to pass it over to Liara.
I feel like of everyone she would have the most use and appreciation for it, and to me that's better than having it catch dust in a dark archive shelf somewhere."
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
if we execute this plan perfectly, not only will we stop a dangerous shipment from reaching dangerous people, but we could seize both parties here and potentially the coordinates to a Blue Suns hideout!"
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
"Handover is scheduled in 5hours from now. I know the higher ups want to wait and get more 'reliable' intel, but Shep, these particular assholes are a slippery bunch of fucks that I've been hunting for years. If we don't act, chances are we'll never be able to find them again.... --->
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Cy did nothing to hide the wild excitement in her eyes. Her visor was currently transparent, something she did with those she was close to or comfortable around.
"Immediately," she grinned. "The Blue Suns have a shipment handover scheduled here," she pointed to a particular spot on the map. --->
sentineln7.bsky.social
Looking forth and back between the data pad and [the reader] Shepard raises an eyebrow.

"This plan is so immaculately and thoroughly insane it might /actually/ work - And probably get us all demoted in the process.

...When do we start?"

#Open #MassEffectRP
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Cy's eyes gleamed with amusement at Aetin's comment. "Hey, I'm sure someone somewhere would love to become a mould farmer. Don't humans use mould in their medications? Maybe we could interest them in this place? Joking aside though, I never doubted that you washed your hands."
aetin.bsky.social
Aetin looked visibly strained, but went along with the other, trusting that Cy knew about her own limits - in either case more than Aetin or any other outsider.

"Trust me, if you die it's because of the stench in the air...
I wash my hands, but this place here...
It's a fucking mould farm..."
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
"You know, that could kill a Quarian," Cy laughed. "Good thing I've been working on boosting my immunity." With her helmet tucked under her arm, Cy offered Aetin a charming smile. "Thanks for assisting me with this dangerous endeavour. Most would be too afraid of killing me to help."
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Looking up as her solitude was broken, Cy's clear visor showed her brow was raised. It wasn't often that someone appeoached her so openly and spoke her name.
"I know you?" She asked cautiously. "Pretty ballsy of you to approach so casually. Who are you and what is your business with me?"
kig-yar-enjoyer.bsky.social
info he could use to help him on his assignment. As well as a set of skills that he could employ to assist him further. He sat down across from her at her table and looked her in the eyes.

"Cy'Reen...?"
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Walking up to @boldlygo.bsky.social , Cy pokes Dvenn's visor.
"Boop. I got my hands on some old, 'classified' star charts. I have no use for them. You interested in them?"
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
// I agree with this 100%. I don't really interact with non-rp accounts. Its not a personal thing, just keeping things simplier.
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Sitting in a darkened corner of Afterlife, Cy groans and takes a sip of her drink. Business had been slow lately and she was bored. Suddenly she looked up as @kig-yar-enjoyer.bsky.social entered the area. Curious. Not many strangers dared to be found around these parts.
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Running blindly through the hallways Cy searches everywhere until she finds @boldlygo.bsky.social.

"DVENN DVENN DVENN. GUESS WHAT?" She held up a wanted poster with her own name on it and a fat reward. She couldn't stop laughing.
"Look! Its the consequences of my own actions catching up to me!"
quarianrenegade.bsky.social
Looking at the plants and then at the other. "Are these plants legal or do you have some sort of questionable side business going on? No judgement, just curious."
spiritusastra.bsky.social
~ Faint humming of old Quarian lullabies while watering her desk plants. (It is said to help the little ones grow.) ~