Emelie Shadowstar
Jun 3rd, 2009, 02:29:30 PM
The Uscru Entertainment District was one of those amusing little tells on society as a whole when you stopped and thought about it, much like the rest of Coruscant itself. The upper levels catering to the rich, prestigious, and famous while the lower levels were left for well...scum in all its various forms. It was for that reason alone that Emelie had chosen the location of her little home away from home. Somewhere about mid level of the district stood the Bastelraum von Dieben usually just called "The Bastel" by it's usual clients: A bar, a hostel, a warehouse, and a headquarters. The vast majority that walked into the place only knew of the first and that was fine and well as far as the employees were concerned. The rest was on a need-to-know basis and well, most didn't need to know the fact that it wasn't a little back room the door marked "employees only" lead to but rather a decent sized warehouse, a small firing range, and a staircase that led to two other floors. The first housed the dorms of the various employees who wished to stay there as well as others that could be and often were rented out. Finally the top floor was a loft very few ever saw, it was here that Emelie had called home until her recent move to Silenus' headquarters on an asteroid in the Ruusan system. Despite her leaving, some of her personal furniture had remained behind...just enough to leave the place feeling homey if she ever needed to stay there for a period of time.
The elegant party cut short by meteor storm at the Russard Estate had left her feeling... drained. And it didn't take long for her begging of Xavier to let them stay on Coruscant a few days to stick (She suspected he might even have planned for it). Trina, Emelie's assistant, arrived the next day with some of their personal belongings, just enough for a small "vacation". The first day had been spent relaxing, getting rid of the brown coloring in her hair, drinking (She'd been insanely disappointed to learn that D'Kor wasn't in the area), and catching up with usuals she knew on a first name basis. The next however was a mix of similar escapades...and checking up with how her other business ventures were managing.
Emelie current found herself lounging on the over-sized bed, casually inputting some calculations into a datapad with one hand while the other set down the remains of a mixed fruity tasting cocktail onto the bed-side table. The display on the pad was complete with a small survalance screen of the bar below that she only occasionally had been glancing at, this time however it was enough to allow her to spot something she hadn't before. More specifically someone.
A curious sort of smile came over her as she sat up, gently pushing off of Xavier, whom she'd been leaning against as he worked on what she guessed was the details of the new association with Russard Industries, though part of her wanted to think he was just reading a decent novel. A quick kiss was delivered before she left the bed and let her partner know she was just going to be downstairs.
The drink on the table was picked up before she headed out of her loft and down the spiral staircase and back to the lowest level of the building. The door to the bar slid open and instantly the normal ruckus of music and voices met her. She liked that sound, some part of it was overly comforting in its strange way. The person she had spotting on the display was easily enough seen in person and keeping the moderately mischievous smirk that always seemed to find its way on her features, Emelie made her way to him.
"Why Mister Aidán, I figured you to be a better man than the kind to normally hang out in a place like this."
The elegant party cut short by meteor storm at the Russard Estate had left her feeling... drained. And it didn't take long for her begging of Xavier to let them stay on Coruscant a few days to stick (She suspected he might even have planned for it). Trina, Emelie's assistant, arrived the next day with some of their personal belongings, just enough for a small "vacation". The first day had been spent relaxing, getting rid of the brown coloring in her hair, drinking (She'd been insanely disappointed to learn that D'Kor wasn't in the area), and catching up with usuals she knew on a first name basis. The next however was a mix of similar escapades...and checking up with how her other business ventures were managing.
Emelie current found herself lounging on the over-sized bed, casually inputting some calculations into a datapad with one hand while the other set down the remains of a mixed fruity tasting cocktail onto the bed-side table. The display on the pad was complete with a small survalance screen of the bar below that she only occasionally had been glancing at, this time however it was enough to allow her to spot something she hadn't before. More specifically someone.
A curious sort of smile came over her as she sat up, gently pushing off of Xavier, whom she'd been leaning against as he worked on what she guessed was the details of the new association with Russard Industries, though part of her wanted to think he was just reading a decent novel. A quick kiss was delivered before she left the bed and let her partner know she was just going to be downstairs.
The drink on the table was picked up before she headed out of her loft and down the spiral staircase and back to the lowest level of the building. The door to the bar slid open and instantly the normal ruckus of music and voices met her. She liked that sound, some part of it was overly comforting in its strange way. The person she had spotting on the display was easily enough seen in person and keeping the moderately mischievous smirk that always seemed to find its way on her features, Emelie made her way to him.
"Why Mister Aidán, I figured you to be a better man than the kind to normally hang out in a place like this."