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[ yo what's up, Omega. York is in a shiny brand-new suit of armor, bought right in Omega, rather than her usual clunky old Freelancer armor. It's a hell of a lot sleeker than what she used to wear, that's for sure, and she looks pretty damned pleased about it.

But not just about the armor. York's grinning for an entirely new reason today. ]

Everybody settling in all right? Good, 'cause I've got some good news for the thirsty crowd. I just got myself a new job at a bar here in Zeta District, servin' drinks. And this weekend we've got an extended happy hour special goin' on, so if you're looking for a drink, then I highly suggest hauling your ass over to The Quad. I might even slip you a free drink for the trouble.

[ She actually winks, grinning and showing teeth. She tosses her hair out of her face with a quick shake of her head. ]

'Course, if you're more interested in the home security market, I'm still available for installs and upgrades. But I figured it was time to move on up in the job market. Besides, I mix one hell of a Dirty Shirley.

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I can be there in an hour. Sound good to you?

[A nod.]

I shall see you then.

[And because there's nothing else he'd like to discuss, Dun ends the transmission there and then. If York does show up later on time, Dun will be waiting for her outside, arms crossed and eye watching the traffic. He's not only looking out for her though; his shoulders are slightly tense and his weapons are all within arm's react: a sword strapped to his back and a podao sheathed at his side.]

[ York isn't the most punctual lady around, but she shows up more or less an hour later in armor, omni-tool aglow. She knocks on the door, praying she's got the address right. She's got his location, but she's still not familiar with the neighborhood. ]

[Ah, that must be her. Dun immediately straightens up and calls out to her.]

Good, you're here. I'm tired of dealing with people who are trying to break into the premises. What sort of locks do you have, locksmith?

[ well you sure are abrupt, buddy

York holds up one hand, shaking her head. ]

Uh, York's fine. And I've got a security package here that should serve your purposes just fine, I think. You know how to use your omni-tool?

Very well then, Lady York.

[He's assuming York is her family name, and that she'd prefer to be addressed by such. Although he may be in a different time and place, he's not going to forget proper social etiquette, especially between men and women. It would be considered horribly impolite to address any woman simply by her name.]

Yes, but I was not aware it could be used in such a manner.

[ oh man not one of these ]

Just York's fine. Really. I'm, uh, not exactly a lady.

[ Not in that sense of the word, anyway. She'd tell him to call her Agent, but honestly, she doesn't identify much with the Project anymore. York's only a codename, sure, but it's what everyone calls her. Agent...not so much. ]

Yeah, the omni-tool's a useful little gadget. Anyway, I can hook all this up so that it's tied to your omni-tool. I can set it so that the system needs authentication from a verified omni-tool address before it'll open. It's more security than the place comes with, anyway.

But you are a woman.

[He's not being sexist, just courteous.]

Very well, if it bothers you so much to be addressed according to your status, then..."York" will do just as well.

[There's slight reluctance for him to just call her by her name, but if she really insisted, and it did seem to be the social norm in Omega to address others without their proper titles. He doesn't like it, of course, but there are many things Xiahou Dun doesn't like about Omega and he's just going to have to live with it.]

So you're saying that you can ensure that only my omni-tool can open this door?

[ York really doesn't have any status to speak of, at least as far as she's concerned. And being called "lady" is just too weird. ]

Yeah, and anyone else who lives here, too. Work for you?

I am the sole user of the premise at the moment so just my omni-tool will do for now, but if I do require others to be able to access the apartment would it be possible for me to contact you again?

[ York has to wonder how the guy can afford to live someplace by himself, but hey, not really any her business. Then again, if he's got cash, then she might want to keep an eye on him. ]

Oh, yeah, sure. I mean, the system might need maintenance from time to time, anyway, so don't hesitate to drop me a line if you need somethin'.

I will keep that in mind.

[Now comes the ~~haggling~~ bargaining part.]

I propose we settle on a price before you put this service into place.

[ Smart guy. Half the people York deals with wouldn't think to set that in advance. It's better business, anyway. ]

For a setup like this...

[ She peers around at his apartment, pursing her lips. ]

Three hundred credits sounds about right.

[ She's undercharging, sure, but hey, most of the people living in Zeta District aren't exactly rolling in cash. York'll take what she can get. ]

A fair price. I accept.

[He steps back to let York do her work, and when she's finished he eyes the lock a little suspiciously. It can't be that simple...can it?]

I'd like to test this. Please try to open the door with your omni-tool.

[ Once York's done fixing up the security for Dun, she disengages her omni-tool from the system and secures it in place. She demonstrates for Dun that when she tries to deactivate the security with her omni-tool, it's a no go. ]

See? Now you try.

[ Of course, she could get into the system again if she had to. She wouldn't be able to do maintenance on it if she couldn't. But it'd take more than a few seconds, that's for sure. ]

[When the system works exactly as she said, Dun gives her a satisfied nod and transfers the 300 credits he owes her...plus a 10% tip, which he explains as:]

For your good and prompt service. If I am in need of your skills, I shall be sure to call on you again.

[ York raises one eyebrow slightly in surprise. She hadn't exactly counted on this being a tipping job, but hey, she's not going to complain. ]

That's awful generous of you. Well, you need anything, you know where to find me. Good doin' business with you, Dun.

[ She extends one hand to him for a handshake. Always a good way to end business. ]

[Ah, it's this custom again. He's seen it enough to know what needs to be done. Mostly. His grip is iron tight and firm, and he might be shaking a bit too hard, but the sentiment is there.]

The pleasure is mine...York.

[ York cracks a grin as she returns the handshake with a grip that's probably surprisingly firm to him, considering she's a woman. Still, she can tell from the way he shakes her hand that this guy is the real deal. She's willing to bet that back in his world, whatever kind of place that was, people didn't fuck around with this guy. ]

See you around, Dun.

[Strength, intelligence and fair; Dun watches her as she leaves, not out of suspicious, but out of curiosity. If not for the obvious differences in voice and body, he might have mistaken her for a man.

He has to admit, if she was one, he would have asked to speak more. Not only to get to know her better, but to determine if she would be a good fit for the neighbourhood watch he's been planning. But alas, propriety stands in the way. A married man should not accompany a woman with no chaperone; it would be an insult to York and a blight on her respectability within the community.

Or that's how it's supposed to be, back home.

At any rate, he can't help but secretly hope that he might have another chance to assess her in the future. They're going to need all the help they can get.]

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