Club Discordia, Sin's After Hours

[Mr.Fabulous]

The woman beamed a warm smile to Doc as she noticed his eyes twinkle upon seeing her. It's always nice to know that respectable gentlemen such as Doc Holliday were the ones admiring her tonight... and not just fat, dirty lechers who were only after her unmentionables.

"Senor Holliday. A pleasure to finally meet you in person." She gave a small, polite bow before accepting Doc's offer for a seat. As she sat down and subtly inspected Doc from top to bottom and back, her left eye's color would switch from yellow, to purple, and finally back to the green that matched her right eye. A simple grin and her hair flowing gently down her shoulders indicated she was pleased with what she saw in front of her.

Turning to the waiter, she said, "If you have any stock, I'll have a tankard of Black Grog, please. If not, some Barcelona Tequila would do fine, amigo."

After Doc had (or had not) chosen his drink with the waiter, the woman said to Doc, soft enough to seem polite, yet loud enough to be heard above the Club's noise, "Pardon, Senor. I don't believe you remember me after so long. My name's Jaden Armand. I was the ex-Corsair who had trouble docking in Shasta more than a year ago?

"I wanted to ask you some questions of medical... and maybe personal nature." She paused, hesitant to continue, and looked like she was hoping for Doc's approval to let her take a bit of his sweet, limited time. But as if just remembering something, she quickly added, "Oh! And as for why I'm here in Shasta, like I said in my messages, I usually come here for trading, or for self-reflection. Finding you here, Senor, was just pure luck."

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