Nar Shaddaa

After working out in the city, at least trying her best, Arsele Girard had come back to her flat for lunch and a shower. She was still exhausted from sleeping so little last night, and she slid back into her blue tank top and daisy dukes.

Remmington arrives at the address that was indicated on his datapad. He rings the bell and waits for a response.

Arsele blinked; Was that Zanebry back then? But it wasn't like him not to call first...

Walking over to the door, Arsele peeped out through the lookout in the door to see an unexpected sight. Blinking, she unlocked the door before opening it up, "Remmington; I had forgotten I'd given you my address. ...would you like to come in?"

Remmington smiles and greets her. "Ah yes, thank you lady Arsele. I was in the neighbourhood so I thought I pay you a visit. With the peace talks close at hand this may be the last good time for me to see you before I head off. Sorry, I didn't call ahead of time. I hope that you have been well."

He enters her abode and does a casual look around. Then he looks at her and grins. "You look rather ravishing even dressed so simply." He is sporting a new scar down his face over his eye. The eye appears to still be perfectly functional so it probably wasn't a deep cut.

"And I apologize that I haven't gotten back to you since the waterpark visit. It seems I'm not the only one who's been... busy though."

She shut the door behind him as he walked in; Arsele's apartment was small and simple, one big room with a refresher off it and thin closed door on that same wall. A futon bed was folded up into a couch on one side of the room, on the other side was a small kitchenette and dining table, and in the corner was an area for dancing complete with stripping pole.

"What brings you here then; Just one last time seeing me before you have to head off?"

Remmington smiles as he takes out his datapad and waves it. "Well after our visit to the waterpark I definitely needed to get more pictures of you in swimwear lady Arsele. Plus I figure it is a good excuse for us to talk too. Maybe you can show me a dance if we have time after all that." He winks at the end.

"Nice place. It is nice to see it still intact. I hope you haven't been getting involved in anything too dangerous." He says with a little concern. Not much since it seems like Arsele is in one piece and all.

"Nothing I haven't been able to handle; Family business. Much milder danger than everything else that has been going on around here. As to those pictures..."

Arsele leaned her butt against her futon, hands to her sides, "Is this still for that calendar then? Have you even got enough people to cooperate to make that work?"

"Well that is the hope and plan. Not as of yet." Remmington admits. "Of course I don't mind getting a bunch for my own personal collection." He says with a roguish grin.

"What are your plans after the peace talks by the way lady Arsele?"

"Well, not that this has anything to do with the talks, but I may be moving. That's not one-hundred percent certain, but... Anyways, pictures. Swimsuit pictures, non?"

"Oh is that so? Is there a particular reason for the move lady Arsele?" Remmington asks.

At the mention of swimsuit pictures he smiles. "Yes, of course! I am of course willing to do other pictures and more provocative ones too if you feel up to it." Another wink.

"Hm? Whatever you feel like Remmy. Let me get my suit though..."

Arsele sits up off the back of the futon before reaching up and sliding her tank top off over her head. This accomplished, she sets it on the back of said futon before unbuttoning her daisy dukes and starting to shimmy out of those and her panties.

"Of course lady Arsele. Take your time. Don't mind me." Remmington replies as he watches the show. He switches his datapad to picture taking mode. He decides to take a couple while he is enjoying the view.

An appreciative whistle follows. "Well if you don't have a particular place in mind yet. Want to come out to Imperial space? I can probably help you find something around my home world."

"Something with low scrutiny? That's never seemed like the Empire's way of doing things. ...and why am I not surprised you already started?"

Totally nude now she simply shakes her head before walking over to her armoire, opening it up and sliding open one of the bottom drawers.

"Well I am actually thinking of starting a new House. Nothing huge or anything. I prefer something small but stable. I was wondering if you may be interested in becoming a retainer. Talented people are a hard commodity to come by." Remmington sticks out his tongue.

"Guilty as charged. Though how can anyone not immortalize this if such beauty is before them? It would be a travesty of justice I tell you."

"Immortalize, hm? Is that what you're calling it now?"

There was a muffled teasing to her voice as she dug through her stuff. She pulled something out after a moment, slipping the slight thing on and turning to him.

"This works I suspect?"

Remmington chuckles. "Well if I have to call it something then it better to be grand."

He looks at her and nods. "Very daring and eye catching. I cannot get enough. So where is a good place to take pictures." He looks around and this time is more serious as he is factoring lighting and the backdrop into the equation.

Arsele watched him look around, crossing her arms, "I'm afraid you won't find much as far as props or lights or backdrops here, if you're looking for that sort of thing."

Remmington nods. "I guess that is true. Though I was looking for the best spot we can do the shoot. Any recommendations lady Arsele?"

"Depends on what you want; Maybe a window view, or up on my practice stage. Or could just be more casual with couches or beds or in the kitchen or such. Like I said, depends on what you're looking for."

Remmington thinks and then smiles. "How about all the above? Or at least as much as we can squeeze in. Window, stage, and then on couches and bed sound fantastic."

Arsele can't help but laugh, "I wish I had had someone to bet with that you'd say that; You're just the type to say 'all of the above' to that sort of thing."

She walks over to the closest window as she talks, sitting with part of an ass cheek and her left foot on the window sill, giving a side profile.

Remmington smirks. "What can I say? I'm a greedy man. I want it all."

He quickly gets into position and snaps some pictures. He moves around getting different angles. "That's it baby. Work with it." It seems like he is doing some sort of impression or trying to get into character or something.

For her part Arsele seemed to relish in the attention, posing and listening to what Remmy said with rapt attention.

"Oh marvelous lady Arsele! I cannot believe that such a brilliant star has not been discovered yet." Remmington says after taking a few dozen pictures in different poses.

"Now let's move to the stage next and get some action poses in."

"Action poses, hm? Like what?"

At this point she was looking back over her shoulder at him, hands on the window sill and tush sticking back towards him.