Veevleigh
Pink Perfumed Slicer Waif
Rainbow paced the landing platform outside of her particularly pink ship. She'd put an advert out for the help of a smuggler, along all the usual, discreet channels of course, and gotten a reply, but now she just had to hope that she'd show. Rainbow really needed this. She'd located an unguarded warehouse, protected only by an electronic security system in the factory district of Corsucant used to store a particularly valuable cargo. And she was confident she could slice the security systems to get a hold of it. The problem was that Rainbow was so frail she wouldn't be able to shift it. And even if she could, she was no smuggler. She needed somebody with that talent, and actual muscle, to get it off the world. And that was where her contact came in.
And so, dressed to impress, or at least, in Rainbow's fashion, hair highlighted pink, make-up heavy with blue eyeshadow, a shiny black vest top, black leggings and stiletto boots, and of course, her ever present cloud of perfume surrounding her, she waited, arms folded, at the base of her ship, to see just who would arrive. This Ven guy sounded like he knew what he was doing. She was hoping he'd have a few choice ideas as to how to go about their mission. She just had to wait and meet him...
@[member="Ven"]
And so, dressed to impress, or at least, in Rainbow's fashion, hair highlighted pink, make-up heavy with blue eyeshadow, a shiny black vest top, black leggings and stiletto boots, and of course, her ever present cloud of perfume surrounding her, she waited, arms folded, at the base of her ship, to see just who would arrive. This Ven guy sounded like he knew what he was doing. She was hoping he'd have a few choice ideas as to how to go about their mission. She just had to wait and meet him...
@[member="Ven"]