"Good." Reshad looks somewhat relieved, and nods at Sasha's use of the archaic pronoun. "That was mentioned as a ...turning point of sorts... in my history classes." /For the glory of the hexarchate./
"I'll be happy to work with the teenagers." Her smile takes a sharklike angle; well she remembers her own attitude at that stage of her life. Differing from the trained adult mindset only changes how one relates to it. "And if Alaric is fearless... hm. Perhaps that can be used, as well.
"We're to be weapons dealers... and little knowledge of the target culture. All right, let's discard any idea of blending in. We are already flamboyantly different; Fyedlet in particular. Let's use that to our advantage, such that the larger differences hide the smaller, that we wish to conceal." She eyes Sasha for response to that idea. '
"We have blueprints; very well. We stole them. We're the worst fear of several light-years, pirates from some no-name system. Small fish who have escaped into a larger pond, and wish to swagger.
That should keep the casual onlooker away, unless they're very xenophilic, these Lanterners. And we can appropriate whatever signs of danger we can recognize as we get closer, and banner them all over our dress and our mannerisms. We needn't look consistent or fully trained; pirates wouldn't be. And those who think they're worse than us... we have a way of handling, yes?"
Re: cover stories - paging Reshad
"I'll be happy to work with the teenagers." Her smile takes a sharklike angle; well she remembers her own attitude at that stage of her life. Differing from the trained adult mindset only changes how one relates to it. "And if Alaric is fearless... hm. Perhaps that can be used, as well.
"We're to be weapons dealers... and little knowledge of the target culture. All right, let's discard any idea of blending in. We are already flamboyantly different; Fyedlet in particular. Let's use that to our advantage, such that the larger differences hide the smaller, that we wish to conceal." She eyes Sasha for response to that idea. '
"We have blueprints; very well. We stole them. We're the worst fear of several light-years, pirates from some no-name system. Small fish who have escaped into a larger pond, and wish to swagger.
That should keep the casual onlooker away, unless they're very xenophilic, these Lanterners. And we can appropriate whatever signs of danger we can recognize as we get closer, and banner them all over our dress and our mannerisms. We needn't look consistent or fully trained; pirates wouldn't be. And those who think they're worse than us... we have a way of handling, yes?"