As Kara undid her shoes, Crix undid his coveralls. She looked on and traced his burn-scars and muscle tones with her eyes. She liked what she saw, that was hard to deny as it seemed the temperature in the apartment became hotter and her own clothes more restricting. But, she couldn't be that easy. Not like she had been back on Byblos, anyway. She had a reputation to protect now and a Fixer that slept with every merc she hired wasn't a reputation you wanted in her line of business.
Plus, it wasn't like she hadn't realized he still wore his gunbelt. Her eyes had drifted lower than his abs, after all. Underworld bounties always had a tendency to end up in a shootout between partners for the bigger payday and in the end, everyone was replaceable. The only hope she had was that being mentored by none other than legendary gunslinger Preef Callo would scare off any potential double-crosses. No one wanted that particular rodian hunting them down.
"Ah yes, the champagne," she smiled as her bare feet touched the soft rug and she rose from the bed to walk over to him and the drinks. She was close to him now and had to admit that he was much better looking than her usual conquests, but.. pace, yourself, Kara. The presumptious boss of the Zaa Fenn Crime Family took one of the glasses and clinked hers to his, "On a job well done." but then she turned away and walked around the apartment.
Aside from the kingsize bed and a view of Supreme Mogul Nor'baal's statue, the apartment didn't offer much in the sense of other amenities. Kara walked over to the bathroom which, though lacking an actual bath, did sport a rather spacious rain shower. She turned sideways to Crix, then back at the shower. "Keep an eye on the painting while I take a shower, will you?" she winked as she placed her glass on the sink and undid her pants, "Or, I suppose-" she turned away from him as she took off her shirt and unclipped her bra. "-the shower is big enough for two." Kriff it, you only lived once.
@Zay
Plus, it wasn't like she hadn't realized he still wore his gunbelt. Her eyes had drifted lower than his abs, after all. Underworld bounties always had a tendency to end up in a shootout between partners for the bigger payday and in the end, everyone was replaceable. The only hope she had was that being mentored by none other than legendary gunslinger Preef Callo would scare off any potential double-crosses. No one wanted that particular rodian hunting them down.
"Ah yes, the champagne," she smiled as her bare feet touched the soft rug and she rose from the bed to walk over to him and the drinks. She was close to him now and had to admit that he was much better looking than her usual conquests, but.. pace, yourself, Kara. The presumptious boss of the Zaa Fenn Crime Family took one of the glasses and clinked hers to his, "On a job well done." but then she turned away and walked around the apartment.
Aside from the kingsize bed and a view of Supreme Mogul Nor'baal's statue, the apartment didn't offer much in the sense of other amenities. Kara walked over to the bathroom which, though lacking an actual bath, did sport a rather spacious rain shower. She turned sideways to Crix, then back at the shower. "Keep an eye on the painting while I take a shower, will you?" she winked as she placed her glass on the sink and undid her pants, "Or, I suppose-" she turned away from him as she took off her shirt and unclipped her bra. "-the shower is big enough for two." Kriff it, you only lived once.
@Zay
