The Amazon

She opened the doors of her closet the light flooded into the room casting her silhouette onto the curtains. She filed through the clothes looking for "the" outfit to make her way down into the clubs where the people walking the streets were only in it for one person. Themselves. She found a tight fitting dress that left little to the imagination. Looking at herself in the mirror it slid over her body like a second skin. The front a round collar just showing off her collarbone, leaving the back really to do the dirty work for her. A deep dive of the back of the luxurious fabric rested on the small of her back. She nodded at herself in the mirror and opened the shades back up to the big window looking down mostly into the busy streets and speeders going by.

A glance across the way to the neighboring towers she scanned them out of natural curiosity like most would. Seeing who's freak flag was flying and who really wanted their neighbors to know what color the flag was. Her eyes led her to a frame in a window. Large built frame, her chest inhaled shortly as she watched him move. "Yum", she mumbled to herself as she watched him unabashedly crossing her arms leaning onto the window.

Her attention was called away by the incoming call of her hololink wall. She walked away to take the call.The room was filled with luxuries that this level of Coruscant wasn't used to seeing. Thanks to heavy security, she didn't need worry about her things when she wasn't there. Her boss, a man that didn't have a cooth bone in his body filled the screen before her.

"Heya Sal," she grinned politely at the image. If her holo had smell she could inevitably smell the mix of gabaki and whiskey day or night on Sal.

"Heya hot stuff...you comin over just for me lookin like that?" His loud cough infused voice joked at her and winked.

"Yah right, off to a night out...you?" she replied

"Just wanted to know how your piece on underground ring fighting was going and if that's where you were headed tonight. I heard from another source that there is a high end spice ring that is following around the ring fighting. See what you can...*he stares her up and down slowly* find out using your powers of
persuasion."

She laughs and nods to him. "You know I will Sal. Why don't we meet up in Eisely in a week I'll give you a check base for what I've gotten."

"Yah, that'll work, see ya then hot stuff." he laughs back at her and the comm wall goes blank.

"Slimey son of a bantha..." she trails off as she heads to her closet to grab some heels. She slides into some three inch stilettos making her tall frame now amazonian like. She was athletic by build, stacked well with curves that a woman should have. Taller than most women at 5'9" she wore her frame well and knew how to move to make her curves dance. One last glance in the mirror she looked at her blonde streaked hair and tousled it a bit making her natural curl poof out a bit more. She had the natural curl but rarely wore it like that. The world she lived in demanded her to look professional, so she smoothed it down and wore it straight most of the time. She felt wild when it was curly like something was unleashed in her.

She locked and set security on her flat and headed down the lift to the main lobby that connected the two towers. She glanced around the lobby quickly taking inventory of lovers, deals and slack-jawed losers looking for whatever was going to drop into their lap. Rows of televid screens lined the bar area talking about the latest game on the televids. Her eyes hit him, the large man from across the towers...all she could do was inhale and bite her lip as she walked through the sliding glass doors.