The door to the shop creaked as she pushed it open, edging her way into a space lined with overfilled shelves. Careful not to snag her dress she made her way to the far end, clearing her throat to try and get the attention of the waif-like sebiestor behind the counter.
Eyes wide, the girl looked up, bouncing to her feet.
"Oh, hi, hey, welcome, can I help you?" The girl blurted out.
She took a slow look around the cramped shelves, noting the various drone parts.
"You work a lot with drones?" She asked, deciding to start with the obvious.
"ah huh, yeah, I tinker, work with some stuff, improve 'em if I can."
"Surprising. You have qualifications?"
"Surprising? Oh yeah, cos we're here and I do drones and I'm not Gallente
right?" Words seemed to spill from the girls lips in a stream each time she spoke.
"Mh, yes, right." She blinked a little. "I'm looking for someone to work for me. So far all of your contemporaries have declined."
"Contemporaries? Oh, other drones people right? They declined, why would they do that? You're offering pay right?"
Again she blinked, pausing as if to let the flow of words register.
"Of course, over the odds in fact. I'm a capsuleer."
The girl flinches back at the words, looking around nervously.
"Uh...c-capsuleer?"
She sighs, a long suffering sound.
"We're not all monsters...well, some of us aren't anyway..."
The girl seems uncertain, glancing nervously around her shop and she steps back, giving a little more space.
"Will you tell me your name?" She asks, her tone soothing and patient.
"S-Sascha Karanik'" the girl stammers out.
"All I'm offering is an opportunity, you'll have to accompany me in space but I'll do whatever I can to ensure your safety and fund any projects you wish."
She watches the girls face as it changes, fear and desire warring, dreams awakening in her eyes.
"Anything?"
"Anything," she says, a little smile spreading across her lips.
"So..why would you need me?"
"I try to automate my craft as much as possible...I need someone able to tend that automation. Would you be willing."
The girl seems hesitant, nervous but nods regardless.
She offers her hand.