Thread: Intercorps (Hedonist Monk and Lady Higashi)

The work week was finally over and what a relief it was. No more meetings, no more presentations, and no more stupid acronyms... at least for now. Hazard Inc. had no intention of becoming obsolete and immediately jumped on the IPTM bandwagon. Everyone worked at a furious pace to catch up with Evercore Technologies, who had been working on the technology at least a few months prior. Persephone rubbed her temples as the PR crew finished their presentation. Her job was finished, having already given her presentation on market saturation, Risk and Return evaluation and a cost efficiency evaluation. Once the meeting came to a close, she was quick to take her leave. It was a Friday and after such a draining work week, she was ready for a bit of R R. Persephone sighed as she entered her high rise apartment and began her ritual. After closing the door, she dropped her keys onto the glass end table and turned on her surround system radio. After a taking a moment to check her mail and drop them on the end table, she slowly removed her business suit. Under normal circumstances, she would go into her bedroom and strip, but this was just one of those days. She undressed as she walked around, anxious to shake that restricted feeling. When she saw the number of messages flashing she groaned. She could only guess who called her mother, her older brother, Rick and any number of people that she hadn't had time to call or deal with. After a moment of hesitation she finally pressed the button and did the quick scan. When Cecilia's voice popped up, she was quick to rewind and listen to the message. Cecilia was one of Persephone's good friends. They lead busy lives and tended to go long periods of time without communicating with each other, however that never effected their relationship. As soon as one calls the other, it was like picking up where they left off. She hovered over the machine and the message did nothing more than bring a smile to her face. Hey girl, I know you've been busy at work, I was just calling to check on you. Listen up, there's a popular club in town, you should go there and unwind. It is the place you've been looking for. Its called, Black Silk. You'll find it off of Mason Blvd. You can't miss it. Oh and uh, dress your best. Looks can kill-- Persephone laughed as a baby's squeal interrupted the message. --There goes my freedom. Call me when you get a chance. Later. A drink sounded fantastic... An excuse to dress to impress...Even better. Persephone took her time getting ready. She pampered herself from head to toe and now that she was standing in front of the mirror, she couldn't be more enthusiastic about going to Black Silk. Because of the dress code, she decided to go all out, wearing a strapless emerald green dress with brown panty hose and matching green heels. She liked how the green went elegantly with her golden hued, brown skin and clung to her curves. She was ready for a nice evening out and with an elegant turn, she headed out. She bobbed her head to the music as she cruised the streets. Music is a good way to get into the mood and her mood was laid back. She had no idea what to expect at this Black Silk, but Cecilia was never wrong. She parked her sleek Mercedes at the edge of the parking lot and stepped out, taking in her surroundings. She liked the place already and hadn't even waltzed inside. Her heels tapped lightly on the pavement as she went to the entrance. A doorman stepped aside and allowed her entry without question and as soon as she stepped inside, a slow smile curved her lips. Upon entering, you ascend a few stairs onto a plush velvet carpet. The bar was along the northern wall, laden with the finest alcoholic beverages available. Persephone chuckled as the bartender did a routine of flipping the glasses before filling them and serving a group of anxious customers. There was a classy feel, with the piano man's lilting tune and the dark and elegant ambiance. Persephone let her eyes drift over the sharply dressed clientele as they actively mingled, casually smoking or sipping a drink. This was definitely the kind of relaxation that she needed. No one from her job would ever set foot in here and that made the place even more appealing. Persephone glanced once again, at the overcrowded bar and sighed. Even in the most posh of places, the bar is always overcrowded. Willing to wait for that much needed drink, she took a seat on the outskirts of the dance floor. She glided into her seat and rested her chin casually in her hand. Closing her eyes, she drew a deep calming breath and listened to the music.