<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Redheads/a65179aa-c67a-40a6-a8a3-7b8c21b09044_zps12f42cdb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Sheydran Corsei</span>,<em>Companion</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Location, heading to Man's Ruin<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Thalia, Aaron, Sidney<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/Clothes/6eb0f13c-d286-4496-ad27-42c1d8cca2a0_zps9bf6b216.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Entering the saloon behind Thalia, Shey kept her face smooth, impassive, not a single muscle twitch showing her thoughts on the place as her gaze scanned over it and those within. It wasn't hard to pick out the man she suspected (and was quickly proven right) was the Captain. There was always an air about men who were in charge and felt they had the right to be. Men who were given titles they didn't feel they deserved had a different sense to them and men who simply hadn't attained those titles felt different yet. If asked she could probably break it all down into minute details about body language, confidence, tone of voice etc. but in truth she had been studying people for so much of her life that much of those calculation and observations were practically instinctive to her now.<br/><br/>Approaching with the group she let just the edges of her lips quick slightly as first the Captain and then the First Mate asked if there were some sort of intervention happening. That fact that both thought to ask spoke to Shey about the relationship between the two men and how long they'd been working together...it also told her that they probably liked their drink more than might be considered "civil" for them to think someone would want to intervene in their chosen past time.<br/><br/>She actually wasn't surprised that a drunk tried to grab her ass, what did surprise her was the instant protectiveness that both Thalia and Santiago showed in protecting her from such an action. She allowed Thalia to twirl her out of the way, moving with a dancers grace and laughing in delight at her friend while flashing a warm smile of gratitude to the First Mate as well. The stern look she gave the drunkard and his mumbled apology wasn't nearly so kind and she was glad to see him scurry away.<br/><br/>"Thank you both," she said to her friend and Santiago, offering both a slight bow of gratitude, though the glance she shot at Thalia carried just a hint of mischief as she continued, "Perhaps we should go out dancing later my dear. How long as it been since you've stepped out on a floor?" she asked and wondered what the men around them would think of her inviting Thalia out...only the two of them would know they had trained together for a time and while Shey might tease, she would never share such information without express permission to do so.<br/><br/>Thalia's past was her own to share as she chose, as was everyone else's.<br/><br/>At the Captain's order for Santiago to get them a drink she fell silent again, wondering just what would be offered and knowing she was just a bit of a snob for suspecting that nothing on the nearby selves would be of the quality she was used to. Still if she wanted to travel the 'Verse and away from the Core then that was something she was going to have to get used to and there was no time like the present!<br/><br/>Content to wait to speak to the Captain she let herself wander near the bar with Thalia, leaning against the wooden length and flashing a curious look at her friend, "So really, how did you fall in with this group? With your education you could have worked at any of the hospitals in the Core, or had your own practice just about anywhere you chose...why this? Why travelling with a ragtag crew out on the edge's of the 'Verse?" she asked, the question clearly one she'd been curious about for some time but hadn't asked before.<br/><br/>