<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Redheads/a65179aa-c67a-40a6-a8a3-7b8c21b09044_zps12f42cdb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sheydran Corsei<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Rented Apartment; Southdown, Persephone; Personal Cortex Terminal<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nicola Livia Douglas<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/Clothes/af97e1ec-f53a-444f-9f9c-5ae6dc76d43a_zpsdc6a9b65.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Shey let a small smile quirk her lips as she scanned the Client Registry for information on Nicola Douglas. Other redheads weren't her usual type when it came to taking a female client, but something about the mischief in the smile in the picture included with Nicola's request for her time drew her in. She looked like a woman who knew how to have fun and wouldn't take herself too seriously. A cocktail party and poker tournament sounded amusing as well and seeing as how the<em>Man's Ruin</em>was still being repaired she had time enough to take the contract and earn some credits  to pay her rent with before they actually left Persephone.<br/><br/>And, if only to herself, she's admit that knowing the Captain would likely twitch at seeing two redheads together amused her greatly! Depending on the type of woman Nicola turned out to be, she might even share the inside joke with her.<br/><br/>The only thing she found odd was that only the woman's contact details were provided. Normally this happened when a client preferred their contracts to be more private, but the woman wanted a Companion for a party and poker tournament...neither of which was private. Of course it was a party and tournament in a private home, so perhaps she considered that private enough. There would really be no knowing until she met the woman and could properly look her over.<br/><br/>Making her decision she reached up and pulled the pins that were keeping her hair off her neck, letting the rich, red, mass tumble around her face and shoulders in gentle waves. She knew the sheer black of her simple gown let tantalizing teases of flesh be seen and enjoyed the contrasts it would pose as she connected her Cortex and prepared to send a simple wave. She wouldn't pull Nicola from whatever she was doing at the moment but would send a simple video message along with the standard terms and contract for the entire evening. The woman would be renting Shey's time from 7pm the following evening (giving an hours leeway for them to meet and have a drink privately before the party if the client preferred) until 10am the next morning. If those times weren't acceptable then Nicola could, of course, send back another wave and adjust them accordingly and payment would be adjusted as well. Being a standard, overnight, contract, private contact, up to and including sexual congress, was included if the client wished.<br/><br/>With just the simple offer and picture, Shey actually didn't have a read on if this was the type of woman who would hire out for sex, or simply wanted the charm, touch of prestige (hiring a Companion all but screamed you had money to burn!), and lack of commitment that came with having a Companion on your arm. It would be interesting to find out.<br/><br/>As the Cortex pulled up, she leaned back in her chair, a vision of relaxed opulence as she let a slow, inviting, smile curve her lips before she started speaking, "Nicola, it was a pleasure to receive your offer and even more of one to accept. Attached to this wave is the standard contract for my services. If anything needs to be changed please don't hesitate to contact me and we will adjust accordingly. If everything is acceptable to you, you need only sign and send your driver to pick me up at 7pm tomorrow evening. I look forward to our time together," she all but purred, "Until then," she finished and touched the Cortex to send her message turn it off.<br/><br/>Content with her choice in clientele she rose from her seat, pulled her thick mane of hair into a loose ponytail and moved toward her closet. She was going to go out now and see what was happening on her new ship. She thought she'd also go over the shuttle she was going to be renting. She needed to take measurements for the rugs and tapestries she would need to decorate it and turn it from a cold shuttle to a welcoming oasis of serenity. There was no need to hang about just waiting for her Cortex to chirp at her. If Nicola needed to modify the contract she would, but she wasn't going to sit around like some pre-pubescent girl waiting for her crush to call, until it happened.