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Eros tilted her rainbow head as she considered the arrangement. It wasn't an unusual one, crime dramas were all about informants cutting deals to get their own asses out of trouble in exchange for info about someone else.

Really, she liked the idea of insuring her own protection. Take herself out of the conflict by making herself invaluable. She woudln't have to fight anyone, just toss some tidbits.

There was a problem with it though... that being that the information she gave had a good chance of landing someone else into trouble of the deadly kind. It only gave her a small twinge of conscience because at the end of the day, she'd rather keep her own skin whole over someone else's. She wasn't naive, but her thoughts drifted to her flatmate.

"I want that protection extended to Sailor Puck." She said finally, in a firm and no-nonsense tone. "I'm sort of dependent on him right now. If something happens to him, I am up s**t creek and you're going to get nothing out of me, so its in your best interests too."

So maybe she cared about him too, but caring about someone wasn't going to mean s**t here. Loosing her as an informant, that had to carry some weight.

"He has to stay alive." The small woman said firmly, to emphasize the importance of it. "That's going to be non-negotiable. But if you want to meet again later to hammer out the details... sure, why not?"

"Puck is just a few inches taller than I am." Eros said as she held up a hand to the approximate height. "Wirey and fit. Blonde, with his hair done in dreads. His fuku is shades of green, with the part of around his neck looking like leaves. His shorts are tattered at the bottom and he has green boots. British accent, sweet brown eyes. He likes to fight, so I suspect if you had met him before, you'd remember him."

She backed up then, one slow, swinging step behind the other as she spread her hands. "I'll see you in a week, then, Quartz. We can talk some more then."