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Em flipped the credit chip in the air, catching, tossing, repeating. Tucked in the back seat of the only bar, she had a clear view of the patrons and the comings and goings of all who entered. Her other hand tapped impatiently on the filthy, worn down table. He was late. The seedy bar was mostly quiet save for a few chattering patrons. The creature manning the bar scrubbed a filthy rag over a filthier bar, and if one closed their eyes. The Suda operative grimaced as he squeezed his way past the tables crammed together, and for once he was glad his frame wasn't as clunky as some others.
"So, let me get this straight. You invited --nay, threathened me to travel to the ass end of nowhere, after abruptly vanishing five years ago with no contact, absolutely no sign or letter, for a game of Komi?" he said, exasperated with her antics. At least Kay did not have to doubt her as the real Em. Only she would pull a stunt like this.
"Yes and no," she smirked. Gingerly stacking the pieces on the surface filthy and sticky from years of use, she said "I thought about sending you on a wild grineer chase, but I am not completely heartless. Your move first."
He huffed. Not even a good to see you, as expected. Kay placed his white piece in the centre of the board, a million questions left unanswered. "Why did you leave? We--you-- were going to be great."
"You know me, Kay. I'm not the type to follow orders." she said as she made her move. Predictable. In truth, that was only part of the reason. In light of recent events involving betrayal after betrayal, the tenno decided that it was best to sever all ties and go rogue. Less attachments, less complications in the long run. A rough-looking waiter dropped two tankers of fluid onto their table, the liquid inside jiggling. Em gave a nod of thanks, sliding over some credits. He grunted, moving away. Privacy restored, she motioned for him to continue.
"Well, you seem to be rubbing elbows with those corpus higher ups." he grumbled. The oberon tentatively took a sip of the suspicious, sludge-like liquid. He immediately regretted this decision, feeling like several Embers had lit him on fire.
If warframes could look amused, the limbo would have an expression of pure delight. "My dear friend, where the credits trail is fresh, I follow. It is an...alliance of convenience. I take care of the dirty work, they turn a blind eye to the coincidentally missing weapons and parts. It's a win-win arrangement,
"And besides, that is not why I have called you here. What does our darling Cephalon always say, Vortex?"
Kay flinched at the callsign. Open an void portal and accidentally destroy half the data extracted one time and you get stuck with a nickname for life.."Don't call me that. What, don't leave your simulors charged in the med bay?" The girl laughed as she placed her next piece. It was one of the fonder memories she had of her time at the base.