Miranda Van’Goron wore no dueling sword or pistol at her belt.  Indeed she wore no real belt to speak of except for a simple strip of cloth tied at her hip to be more a sash than belt.  The sash was crafted of some gauzy material of printed fabric; geometric shapes a faint touch on the fabric that circled her wide hips so well.  Each step of her legs draw the fabric this way and that over her body, threatening to fall away but instead holding on so tightly.  A skirt lay beneath that material, flowing easily to her knees and over graceful thighs.  Though not the dancer like her sister, Miranda had her own movements that sculpted her into a figure worth considering.  The fabric was more firm so far as the skirt was concerned, able to ward away the glances as the material brushed against the tops of her buckled boots.<br/><br/>The oddity was that the woman seemed at home simply fading into the crowd of people.  At once she was attention grabbing and the next she could be lost.  A duck of her head brought black hair sweeping forward to disguise the noble line of her cheeks and the full lips polished with red.  Eyes lined in dark makeup were easily forgotten against her tanned flesh seemingly at her whim.  A quilted top and vest pressed against her full breasts, giving a view of her figured body.  Yet still she stepped out from the crowd of the shuttle, an exact copy of the other woman in tight leather, and none behind her were disturbed.  Miranda had gotten into enough trouble in her past to have mastered the technique of hiding in plain sight.<br/><br/>“Well hello there.  Such rudeness here don’t you agree sister?  Such a poor attitude would not do for an extra bit of coin and is certainly not to be rewarded with additional cost.  Tsk tsk tsk.  If you must know then I am Lady Miranda Van’Goron with my sister the famously dangerous Kathline Van’Goron.”<br/><br/>Her voice did not hold the arrogant touch of nobility, but rather the quick cant of one used to speaking in less reputable places.  There was pride there and a distinct turn of advanced knowledge, but her proper language had suffered beneath the more commonly acquaintances of her social activities.<br/>