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She smiled bashfully upon hearing the Greek words. Familiar with them, now, even if she still didn't know what they meant. It was something sweet, considering the tone and her expression, as well as the fact she knows Eleni is very kind, so she never thought it was something negative... one day, though, she would be brave enough to ask her what they meant. Gaby, upon recognizing the feeling on the woman's expression, simply placed a hand on her back and gave her all the time she needed to process her emotions and thoughts — as well as to observe all the artefacts she reunited in there. It was only after a moment (passing by the Spartan sword Eleni gave her in a trade, when they've met), that Gaby guided her in a quiet tone: "Come, Princesa," a smile was flashed her way, then, as the thief picked up the necklace from the display in the center: "This one's for you."

   "You intrigue me,  αστέρι μου."  She had so many questions,  studying the room once more as there was so much to admire.  So much that connected her to home,  and she could have cried.  Although she had never done that before,  so she was heavily confused by the sick feeling in her stomach and the closing up of her throat as she stared at the artefacts.  Because to her,  it  *was*  home.  And her homesickness had never struck her as hard as it did in that moment.  She struggled,  even,  in finding any words—  despite the questions she had,  the gratitude to extend,  it was like the actual words were all getting lost.  Nothing and nobody could render her speechless quite like this.  
            
            /   @-TANGOTHEFTS   <333 !! 

She watched her reaction closely; admittedly, she's being working on the arrangement of all those displays for two whole weeks. Sure, she had to give multiple pauses to it — both attending her clients at the workshop *and* the ones who required a different kind of job. But all her free time, during that period, was dedicated in organizing the room in a way that all displays could be seen already from the moment she walked in: twenty-one artefacts. The most precious relic, of course, positioned right in the center: the only glass box that was actually open. "Along my life, honestly... they weren't *this* organized, nor did they have a room just for them, not till... well, you told me about how much you missed your home."
            
            
            // OFCCC !! thank *YOU*, dear xx

She would nod to her, green eyes dropping to her wound once again to assess her state and make sure she could handle the walking, or needed any assistance with that too. The mercenary was tough, it was easy to tell — reaching to the conclusion that she didn't need her support, the redhead simply led the way.
            Briefly stopping in front of the apartment's door, the Russian checked to see if the tape she put on it was broken — a little spy trick to see if anyone had broken in the place —, and upon noticing it wasn't, she unlocked the door and led her inside. "Take a seat," she said, already moving to the bathroom. "I'll get the medical supplies."

   Modern medicine,  she imagined,  was very different to what she was used to;  and so she was at a loss for her own directions because the resources she was used to were more difficult to get.  Collecting certain flowers to put over the wound would not work,  because those flowers were on a particular hill in Greece,  guarded by goats,  so she would  *have*  to follow this agent and deal with that.  She could handle her own if it was a trap.  "Okay.  Lead the way."  
            
            /    @-RUSSIANSPIES 

"I'm no doctor myself, but I can get that cleaned, stitched and bandaged up — I just need to get the supplies," she paused then, considering if she should offer the woman to come with her to one of her many safe houses or not. It wasn't the first time they ran into each other, and she seemed like one of the good guys, so... the decision was made quickly. She could handle the consequences of her choices if they turned out to be a mistake. "Would you come with me?"

"Agreed," she nodded, before moving to the side and getting a basic white t-shirt and jeans. "How about... something casual, now?" she suggested with a smile and a quirk of her eyebrow. "These will make you blend in, completely. When you're out on the streets, that's what you'll see people wearing the most. You can change the white top for other colours, it'll have basically the same result. Would you like to try?"

   The mercenary hummed,  accepting the response and the smile that went with it happily,  before forcing herself to put her focus elsewhere.  It would not do for a mercenary of her status to get so distracted!  "It is nice.  Much better than some of the other shades we happened across." 
            
            /   @-TANGOTHEFTS 

She offered her a soft smile when she double-checked, nodding her head in response. "Of course I am," the mechanic reassured, approaching her slowly, once more, drawn to the way her entire expression seemed to lit up when she laughed — and what a beautiful melody it was! "Oh, that's not a problem, really. I'll bring around some shoes and accessories that would go pretty well with it, for you to choose whichever you like the most. Did you like it? This shade of green is really nice, isn't it?"

"You speak like you know Ms. Nunez quite well yourself," she commented, the name spoken with disdain, ss narrowed eyes followed the mercenary's every move. "May I ask what Gaby stole from you, or is that 'classified information'?"

   "She seems to have a habit of taking things that do not belong to her."  Eleni mused,  all the whilst she took her own liberties in looking around.  A curiosity drove her,  perhaps trying to find clues like this was some kind of Sherlock story.  Not that she would know what that is.  "As well as other crimes."  
            
            /   @-WOLFSPYDERS 

"Did I make it that obvious?" the spy inquired her with a hint of genuine humour, even if just for a split second, before she started looking around — trying to see if the woman was at home. It was quiet, all too quiet — maybe it was safe to assume she wasn't there. She picked up the framed photo on the desk, the Argentine woman sitting on an old VW Beetle's hood, then put it down to look at her 'company'. "She stole something from me. Important information that can't end up in the wrong hands..."

   "It is much more of an honour to be graced by your presence,  it is a blessing to serve you."  She'd become a ghost story all over Greece,  which became the reason why many confused her for a god.  Sometimes,  she would abuse this fact,  which she knew was bound to serve her some punishments if the actual gods found out.  So,  she tended to be slightly careful with announcing any false information like that.  "That I am.  You shall see that which had been stolen back in your possession,  if it is the last thing I do."  
            
            /   @-TEMPVSFVGIT 

"Eleni, it's an honour meeting you," he repeated after her, offering a small, but sincere smile to the woman. Upon hearing the way she was mostly known as, he had the feeling that he had heard it before. But with memories from seven lives, some that dated since the very awakening of this universe, it was difficult to remember what he needed and wanted to remember without his relics. "I see... a noble warrior indeed," he had met plenty of mercenaries back then, always hired to work for other people. Now, displaced in time, he wondered it if was the first time she was in a personal quest.

   In her day,  some people throughout Greece would claim that the gods had sent her to help them.  She would shake her head,  claim she was working of her own volition with perhaps some help from the gods when she needed it,  but  *this*  was true divine intervention.  It was no coincidence that she should run into one of the gods now.  "I am Eleni,  daughter of Kadmos."  She responded,  shaking his hand in a firm motion.  Her posture was particular,  presenting herself as a trustworthy soldier of the cause.  "Some know me as the Raven of Megaris.  I operate as a misthios but was trained under a Spartan leader."  
            
            /   @-TEMPVSFVGIT 

Passed the initial shock, for all those things about time travelling were nothing but fictional themes for her, and yes, it's certain that it would be pretty hard to wrap her head around it all, Gaby would be even more fascinated by the woman... that's for sure! I mean, Eleni is living History! How could someone not get excited to talk with her? The South American woman was completely *fascinated* about the past. She wanted to be an archaeologist when she was a child... sure, she also wanted to be an astronaut, and that seemed more *future* leaning, but in fact her interest was *past* leaning. She wanted to know all the little details about how the universe itself started! ...Science as a whole wanted to answer that question, and she really wished she could help them to discover all the mysteries humanity still lived with, all those unanswered questions... "Bueno <Good>, till the end of the day, it'll be returned to its respective place, back with its rightful owner," she winked, as if sealing a promise, before smiling up to the woman. "Absolutely, it'll be my pleasure to show you it all about how I'd do it, princesa."

   It was difficult to quantify the fears involved with being  *so*  misplaced in time.  Perhaps her gratitude seemed dramatic from an outside perspective because,  admittedly,  her lack of transparency on the subject could lead to confusion.  The problem was-  Eleni herself did not understand it.  She was struggling her way through the modern world,  using techniques and societal standards she was used to,  but perhaps that was the wrong way to go.  Perhaps,  rather,  she should be learning from those around her.  "Yes,  that is the only thing."  She answered,  trying to drag her focus back to the mission they were settling on.  It couldn't all be doom and gloom if she had someone here to work with her.  "Would you teach me how you would go about recovering it?  Like...  Techniques and such?"  
            
            /   @-tangothefts  <333 

Gaby couldn't even begin to imagine how it was like for the other. For starters, she didn't know Eleni had been displaced in time. That would've blown her mind already! Sure, she occasionally wore Greek clothes and all, that seemed very similar to the kind of outfit she saw in the History books when she had time to stop by a library to read, but she thought it was just something from her culture. She didn't know much about Greece to know what was or wasn't usual, although yes, the pieces of armour would be a little too much. That certainly wasn't customary! Was she going to comment on that, though? No, definitely not. What if she had to work at a thematic place, or something? That's a stretch, but what does she know?! Exactly, next to nothing about the woman, except for the fact that she was very kind, gentle... and had quite the warm presence, that made you comfortable around her. At least, Gaby felt that way when near the woman.
            But, anyways... *if* she knew about it all, one thing's for sure: she would say that Eleni was experiencing one of the most terrifying things! To get to learn that the time you come from is now called 'ancient times', and basically the world as you know had changed completely to the point of leaving you with the feeling that it no longer exists?! People no longer worship the same gods, bombs and drones replaced swords and spears, and you can hardly trust someone's words, for most people don't keep up with their promises nor honour their agreements anymore?!
            ...That sounded pretty pessimistic, but... wait, what's it Eleni's saying?! Gaby almost missed it, distracted as she took notice of her smile, however small, glad she could bring her some comfort, at least. "Don't worry about it, I promise it's okay. It's not like I won't be having fun doing it," she reassured with a smile too. "Is this the only item we'll be... 'recovering'?"
            
            
            // of courseee, love !! <3333 xx

"I've heard that too," she would chuckle, watching the other woman with curiosity. Intrigued by her accent, but not really being able to guess where she was from. "Of course, that's basically what I do for a living, nowadays. For an amount of money, or any items that I can sell later on... I can provide you anything. Or contact someone that has what you need for selling," she admitted, speaking freely for she was feeling quite confident that the woman was no cop or agent of any sort. "I'm Silverbird. Just Silver, for shorters, if you rather. The codename is for my own protection, you know how that is, especially since what I do isn't exactly legal..."
            
            
            // of coursee <333 tysmm as well, dear xx

   "In some cultures,  that is considered rude."  Eleni spoke absently,  as if she wasn't all that bothered by it,  with a noticeable Greek accent behind her words.  "Would you?  How do you provide these services?  What is your name?"  
            
            /     @-silverbirds  tysmm  <333 !! 

He would nod his head in understanding -- so it was indeed just as he presumed. "I handle weapons like these since I was eleven," he told her, picking up a cigarette and his lighter. "Would you mind if I smoked?" he inquired her with a quirked eyebrow, before he continued: "But I only had proper training a few years later..." it was easy for him to pick up the lessons, though, due the familiarity he already had with them. "Would you like to inspect it?" he gestured towards the sniper rifle. "Be my guest."

   "I understand.  It is not ideal for all.  The importance is finding a skill for yourself that you can master in a similar way."  Eleni nodded with understanding,  still intrigued by the weapons that the other would use in contrast.  Because,  of course,  anything modern was a spectacle to the mercenary.  "Since I was a little girl.  How long have you been trained with your own methods?"  
            
            /   @-novemberspy 

He respected that, the dedication one must have to learn such skills, but... "I'm afraid I'm not that patient," he commented with a gentle smile. "Besides, you know what they say about old dogs and new tricks," he rested his arms behind his back. "You've been probably doing this for a while, huh?"

"I bet it does," she hummed her agreement, before nodding to the other. "What about I show you? Worry not, it isn't loaded. Take a look through the scope!" she encouraged the other, smiling politely.

  "It takes work."  She nodded,  her focus far more set upon the weapon that the other woman was handling.  "How does it function?"  
            
            /   @-germanspies 

"Yeah," she responded with a small smile, picking up the weapon from its case. "Close combat is far too risky, especially for certain operations. I could never handle a sword the way you do, though."

"A few," she responded with a gentle smile, as she walked beside the woman. "I live here since... well, I was old enough to get on a plane by myself," she shrugged; the necessity of leaving her *complicated* family behind was something she seldom discussed. "And -- well, as you may have noticed, I like talking. A lot," she chuckled, shaking her head to herself. "And meeting new people. So, I enjoy going to bars, events and stuff."

   "I'm glad."  Eleni was struck with a more earnest smile than she was used to giving in her profession.  "Have you explored many of the places that there is to offer here?"  She asked,  for the sake of learning more about the other woman with a tilted head and a welcoming expression. 
            
            /   @-tangothefts 

"Absolutely." she smiled and it was like it brightened her whole expression, happy that the woman agreed — hoping it would give them a chance of getting to know each other a little bit more. "The town has great places, I'll show you one of my favourites!"