As she entered brothel, Eve was glad that she left her weapons with Valentija. And as she's escorted up to the brothel mistress, "Greetings, I am Eve." She introduces herself, nodding as she's asked. "Yes, though rather than a job. I am seeking to sell myself. Or rather my virginity." She stated, though now that she thought about it. A job here might give her oppurtunities to sate her lust, without attracting attention.
(-1000 Credits, +Basic Energy Shield) Ny'yari shakes her head as the shopkeeper takes the money and hands over the shield device. Looking over the bounties, Tow notes that they're all still available.
Isabia hold her blaster, but didn't point it yet at him. "You are smart guy, isn't it? A smart guy like you must know, that before security would come here, you would be long death. But why not talk like civilization people? No matter my intention, I just saved your life, so I should be rewarded. By beskar, as you could guess smart guy. I'm sure your life is worth much more than some metal, don't you agree?" She said calmy to him, but whisper to Yetrik in her commlink. "Try to hack his security code."
"Is that so?" The orange Togruta smirks, before crouching down, her hand reaching up Eve's skirt, tugging aside the thin leotard and pressing a slender finger inside Eve's womanhood, quickly rubbing against the android's hymen. "She's not lying." The woman pulls her finger out and returns to her feet. "Is she desperate?" The blue woman asks, to which Vosh'kek responds. "No. At least...Not desperate for money." She licks Eve's juices off of her finger. "What to do with you..." The madame chuckles. "I know: An auction. We'll sell your first time to the highest bidder, to one of Coruscant's rich, debaucherous elites, to do with as they please for a night." She leans in, smirking. "Does that excite you, girl?"
"I could part with the beskar." He shrugs. "But I was using it to make art. If I'm being deprived the opportunity to make one piece of art, I should get the opportunity to make another, don't you think?" The artist looks at her. "Pose for me and let me paint you, and I'll give you the beskar freely - even give you a bill of transfer so no one can accuse you of stealing it."
"Yes, I have no reason to lie." Eve replied, but as the orange Togruta examined her, "Mmh." She muffles a moan, letting them just how sensitive she was. "I am... not desperate for money. But my profession, as a bounty hunter has me undergoing dangerous missions. So I'd rather profit from my... first time, rather than let my bounty have it." She replied, blushing a bit as she saw her pussy juices coating the woman's fingers. But as they decided on an auction, "Is that... so." Eve mumbled, "And how much will be my share?" She asked, showing no signs of fear.
Isabia rise her eyebrown. That... that wasn't something what she could expected. Poze for some artist? Well, if that let her awoid more trouble. "Alright, fine by me. But I don't have time to travel far for some perfect view. We doing it here." She said, and make poze with rifle in her hands like champion on battle area.
"Good..." The artist looks at her, taking some pictures. "Now, for a change of costume." He begins to walk into a different room.
"Very well." Eve nods, "I'd like some assurance however. While I do not mind any sort of client... I'd rather they do not contact me... out of this establishment."
Tow clips the shield to her belt. "Which do you think we should go after first?" She asked as she pointed at the bounties. "Zoom and Tezzie sound good..." She said as she pointed the two people of interest.
"Believe me," Vosh'kek assures her, "that is against our house rules. We don't tolerate it." The woman's sister nods.
She sees a large wardrobe along one wall, as well as a studio, where models can pose, along another. "I want this piece to represent the duality of the Mandalorian people." The artist says, as he rummages through the wardrobe. "Your people have an obvious inherent strength of character - represented by the armor - but I want this piece to reveal the other side, the more intimate side." He pulls out a 'costume', though it can barely be termed that, and begins programming a hair/makeup droid, as Isabia gets an idea of what he wants her to look like.
Isabia look at this thing, bushing heavy as she see herself in just few straps on her body. "Are you serious?! This is humiliating and dishonored, against code and..." She said but she break. No, that wouldn't be the worst. She take outfit and look at this again. "Fine, we can do this, but on my terms." She said. "First, I'm keeping helmet on my head and that is not to discuss. Secend, on your painting you will change marks on my helmet, on these of Wreav. And third, I keep my weapon close and you don't dare to peek as I will change. And four, no collar or chains." She said with cold voice.
Vosh'kek takes her hand, her other one going around Eve's waist to squeeze her ass. "It'll be a great deal of pleasure to work with you." The orange skinned woman smirks, before the blue Togruta stands. "Come, follow me." Together, they head into a large bedchamber, an extended wardrobe filled with all manner of clothing, lingerie and jewelery along one side. "Please, prepare in here while we set up the auction. Feel free to pick something else to wear if you really want to show yourself off. Ask a servant if you want something to eat or drink."
"What would be humiliating about it?" The artist turns to her. "I can already tell that you have a raw, sensual beauty. Oh, fine, then."
Isabia heavy sigh and enter behind paravan to change. It was weird to getting undress outside her ship, but she can deal with it. Soon she was dressed in too tight in cheast metalic bra and too loose on hips shirt. She put back helmet on head and go to take poze. Isabia wonder what this artist going to tell about her scars and robotic arm.
"Mmh... aahn. Y-yes." Eve shuddered as she's led by the two women to a dressing room. "Al...right." She gulped as she's told to dress herself. "Uhm..." The android looks around, It would probably be bad if I wore my usual dress. Specially not after I've had it reinforced. She thought to herself, as she grabs some clothes, and lingerie, thigh-high stockings, and gloves at random. "I suppose I should... remove my blindfold?" Eve pondered, as she takes off the cloth around her head, revealing her blue eyes. She the waits for the Togruta to return.
