KAMOS & ATELA
Well, as opposed to the hyperactive Wukong flying all over the place... The two had seen the posters. Those advertisements had been enough to get their attention, clearly. Not abouf the floofs themselves. Mostly pay, above all else. Pay, boredom, and a variety of other things. The two stood side-by-side, choosing to walk their way through the crowd. Occasionally, one of them would have to nudge someone out of the way, but still. Slow and steady, for now. Onward to that Grineer ship.
"Are we seriously stealing floofs? Of all things?" Atela mumbled. She had agreed, of course, but this was all so absurd. There may have been a market for them, but... "Why not a shipment of weapons? Supplies? What kind of Corpus ship carries floofs?"
"I don't understand why people like floofs. But, they said there would be money." Kamos, ever available with a simple answer. He shrugged it off, heading onward to that... awfully ugly ship. What kinda Tenno flies one of those? "At least it's better than the last ship we raided, with the-"
"Do not bring that up. Ever again. I've had enough of that to last a lifetime." Yeah, Atela was just gonna go ahead and cut him off there. Juuuust gonna never speak of that again.