<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, Santiago, Samson, Aaron and Babs (mentioned)<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/>"Ugh, the training soirees are<em>aweful!</em>" Shey exclaimed, her eyes all but rolling into the back of her head as she let her normal guard down around her friend. "I am convinced they are as much about training those young men about to treat a Lady and Companion as they are about teaching the trainees how to perform at a public function. While we usually pass with flying colors they, most often, fail. I will admit, I did meet one young gentleman at my last such even though, who has become a bit of a regular customer. His father had clearly taken the time to teach him proper manners and the difference between a Companion and a whore," she admitted, with little thought to the fact that she might sound just a bit like a snob when mentioning prostitutes not trained, or protected by, the Guild.<br/><br/>"Dancing shall happen before we leave then. You were always graceful, it's a shame that you go so long between such amusements. If the Captain rents me his shuttle I'll have to take care of that!" she said flashing her friend a grin that promised mischief and fun as often as the chance arose.<br/><br/>Listening to Thalia talk about how she came to be on the ship, she didn't miss the fact that she glossed over having met the Captain first. The way she skipped over it though made it clear enough, to Shey at least, that this wasn't a story fit to be told in public...she'd wait until later and Thalia about it in private.<br/><br/>She'd expected Thalia to answer her question so when Santiago spoke up she arched one delicately shaped brown and simply watched while the man showed off his scars. She wasn't surprised to see that Thalia's work had left a fainter scar than the Core doctor's the girl had always been deft with her fingers, even when doing things like practicing music back at the House. That the same nimbleness of finer that had served her well there, served her well here was no shock...the First Mate's blatant flirting with her friend however, was a bit of a surprise. Not that Thalia wasn't worth flirting with, but on most of the ships she'd seen, the crew had, mostly, either treated it's women like another one of the men, or like trollops. Santiago was treating Thalia like a woman of value which didn't fit either paradigm she was used to seeing...and it pleased her, though none of those thoughts showed on her impassive face.<br/><br/>Taking the drink that the man offered to them, Shey sipped it lightly before letting a small smile touch her lips and raising her glass to Santiago, "Very nice, Sir. I'll admit, this comes from a far better bottle than I expected this saloon to have. I clearly should have given you more credit for knowing your liquor," she said, a slight tinge of amusement in her voice as she teased him. He was a friend of Thalia's which allowed her to relax her usual reserve just a bit.<br/><br/>Seeing the two that had been speaking with the Captain being dismissed she flashed her friend a warm smile, "My turn I suppose. Anything I should know about in dealing with your Captain?"<br/><br/>She waited for a response before flashing her friend an impudent grin once more, then schooling her face into a gentle reserve and turning away from the bar to all but glide across the floor an slide into a seat so recently vacated by Aaron and Babs. "Good day Captain Castle, I am Sheydran Corsei of House Madrassa," she said holding out her hand to him as she introduced herself and before simply getting down to business, she didn't want to take up more of his time than was necessary as he had the look about him of a man starting to grow weary with business. "I saw your advert on the Cortex about having two shuttles and wanted to see if you'd be in the way of renting one of them out?"