"Wow."

She breathed in a sigh at the opulence of it all. The elegant Doctor that was looking for a place would most assuredly find residence here to his standards. She just hoped his assistant could afford one of the smaller condos.

The commission she expected to make from the sale should be enough to figure into a possible down payment on that property she had her eye on.

With the wealth that floated around RhyDin it surely shouldn't be hard to find a few more occupants for this place and all with a tidy little profit to be had for her brokerage.

The impish grin revealed dimples as she took a few flyers with her to her next stop. Time to get the word out.



((Hope this is okay, I plan to use this as a stepping post to "sell" Condos as we discussed))

"Allan." He said as he stepped through the door, the small bluetooth nestled into his ear alight with a crystalline blue glow. "I want you to calm down and take your medication as prescribed."

The casual attire he wore denounced his normally professional motif, an air of casualness exuding with his every step. The sleek button down shirt was a flat-black with the sleeves rolled half-way up his forearm and the top two buttons unhinged - each of them revealing a gilded adornment: a glimmering Rolex around his wrist and a thin necklace wreathing his throat.

"Then you need to go and get it refilled. Immediately." The tinted frames of his glasses began to clear, adjusting to the lack of sunlight at being indoors of their own accord. "I see. Well, here is what I want you to do. Go to the pharmacy in the West End at the corner of Dagger and Riverview and tell the pharmacist you are with Dr. Shilo. He'll know who you are and will have a prescription ready- I know, Allan. I'm going to pay for it...Yes I'm sure. I need you to this right now: go and wait until it is ready. Do you understand?"

He approached Dusky, one hand gentlemanly sliding around her waist to rest lightly upon the small of her back, the touch of his lips finding her cheek in cultured greeting. In his eyes she would be able to see the shimmering radiance of frustration born from dealing with Allan St. Clair and the laziness he entailed. "Of course, Allan. Go and wait at the Pharmacy until they call your name. Promise me." He paused for a moment and then more sternly reiterated. "Promise me, Allan." Another pause. "Very good. I'll see you soon."

The click of the earpiece darkened its glow, and with it exited his irritation. He stepped away from Dusky, though just a single stride so that they didn't touch but were certainly together. His chocolate gaze then shifted to the realtor, where a warm and pleasant smile graced handsome features as his hand extended in a convivial gesture.

"Dr. Euriya Shilo. I'm assuming you've already met my personal assistant, Miss Beaumont?" The smile remained as his eyes took a quick survey of the room they occupied. "So far it is breathtaking, and I must admit I am anxious to see more."

The rooms were exquisite.

The architecture was outstanding.

The keycard slid easily through the pad decoratively set at each door, and one by one he made his way through the condo, keeping Dusky close to bounce ideas off of as to what room would be what and what would go where. He knew she would be eager to offer her opinion, and made sure that when she spoke he paid special attention, if for nothing else than to boost her own self-worth. Dusky liked to please him, and he tried as often as he could remember to make her feel like her efforts were appreciated.

He finished the tour on the balcony, taking a moment to sweep his line of sight across the elevated view of Rhy'din before checking the vibrating Blackberry on his hip.

Allan had received his prescription and was on his way home.

With a simple turn Euriya brought Dusky and Fiora back into view. "It's incredible. I wanted something big and elegant and it looks like you've done your part, Miss Shantalaine." He adjusted his glasses as he turned his head to again take in the breathtaking panorama.

"I'll take it."

The jubilation that erupted from behind him drew his attention, and with a half turn he brought the realtor into view. The slim arch of his brow and upward curl of his lips greeted Fiora with an offering of mirth and appreciation, a simple and easy gesture that expressed a sense of praise at her triumph.

He watched her long enough to witness the sight of embarrassment that touched her cheeks before looking away, his attention given to Dusky instead. Awkwardness was only amplified by spectators. "Ms. Beaumont, if you would be so kind, please get in touch with the moving company and arrange for my belongings to be transported here. I'll map out the rooms and have then organized by tomorrow." There was a pause as he contemplated a thought. "Let's plan on having one of these second floor rooms be a satellite office for you. There is no doubt that with a home as luxurious as this I'll want to work out of it sometimes."

He smiled at her and turned to face Fiora, though not before letting a secretive wink slip out.

As he spoke his hand plunged into his pocket and drew from it the vibrating form of his Blackberry. "I'll need some time to go over the details of the paper work. Just go ahead and bring them to dinner tonight. Probably aroun-" He paused for a moment as he read over the words formed of crystalline illuminants on the screen, thumbs typing away briefly before returning his full attention to her. "-around eightish' I'm thinking we'll take in a show at the Rhydin Theater and Opera house before dinner" Let's play it by ear, but dress formal just in case."

This time she was the recipient of his smile before he started away, bringing the phone up to his ear and sliding his hand over the mouthpiece for a moment as he passed by Dusky. "Do me a favor and have a car sent to pick up Miss Shantalaine around eight, please?" Another flash, and off he went, greeting whoever was on the phone as he stepped outside.

She looked into the available rooms for Jatari as promised and was pleased to notice a vacancy.

She wanted to surprise her new friend and set to work immediately.

She hustled through the front door of Luks Condos with a determined grin upon her features. She had an agenda and she was ready to see it through to its end.

First. She was dropping of a surprise for Dr. Euriya Shilo. He wasn't the only one who could be tricky.

Second. She was stopping by Dusky's. Ostensibly to ask her to join the Date Auction but really she needed some girl talk. She'd flirted pretty heavily with Euriya and had even engaged in some seriously deep petting. The man was hot. Undoubtedly. But he was also strangely distant. And more importantly she was fairly certain that Dusky was not over him. What kind of friend would she be if she continued down that path knowing it and what did it say that she found herself conflicted over whether or not the path was the one she wanted to take in the first place" A cajun drawl teased her memories and she shivered. She was dating. It wasn't like she was beholden to anybody, a free bird, she could see dozens of handsome Rhydinians and not feel a lick of guilt...as long as one of her best friends wasn't secretly hating her guts for it.

Third. She was stopping by Jatari's Condo. Well, again about the Gala, but more importantly she needed some girly advice. And, of course, because the guilt of their separation was kind of eating at her. After she'd awakened in the dreaded Room 16 she had kind of avoided Jatari. She had no idea that the pink haired little minx was so close to the crowd she avoided and it had unnerved her to discover that she and Draxcilian were lovers. ..Drax..well there was another huge kink in her mindset. A brief flash of memory at her first and only lover. What did it say about her that she just hoped like hell he'd gone back home" He was regret with a capital R and her friendship with Jatari had altered drastically when she realized the proximity that it put her in.

Fourth. Less girl drama. Finally. Time to meet with Mr. Ergin about represenation in the Gala and ideas for promoting the Condos. She was thinking a First Month's Free kind of deal, or maybe even a one week's stay in one of the furnished condos, a vacation. She grinned at the thought. This place oozed luxury and just being inside its doors made her feel gilded and important.

Looked like it was shaping up to be a busy afternoon.

(Hugs to you all! Please feel free to answer the interaction here or take it up in another thread, I will FinD YoU mY PrEttIeS!)

She'd just wrapped up another looksie loo and was feeling a trifle put out when she decided to sit for a minute in the gorgeous atrium and listen to the sparkling fountains as she went through her mail.

Darnit, she was getting a lot better at noticing which potential clients weren't really interested in a place and she couldn't help but feel alittle bitter when she took time out to show a space for those noncommittal kinds. Of course, there was no real loss when one spent time at Luks Condos. The place was gorgeous and its new artwork only added to the appeal.

Her discard pile was growing as the various junk mail advertisements made their way inside it. She'd gotten better about not thumbing through them all as too often she found herself convinced she couldn't live without the newest gadget; for example, Gnome Repellant that doubles as a Lively Perfume (that one had really stunk).

The notice from the Governor drew a startled gasp. "Oh dear, emergency meeting?"

She'd had to miss the last regular meeting so this would feel like a make up! Hopping up she gathered up her mail and headed for the Plaza, looked like she had other plans this evening than hanging out with the girlfriends. She'd have to let Jatari and Dusky know.

Maybe Euriya would be free for the meeting. Her dimples deepened at the thought.

Priding himself on his punctuality, Jon arrived promptly at four o'clock, give or take a minute or two. He had originally chosen Zen Gardens due to its close proximity to the Shanachie, but given the fact that he owned a car, it wasn't really much of an issue, and he no longer felt comfortable living in the place he'd once shared with Correy.

Fiora had suggested Luks Condos to him once before, but that was before the shooting, before his memory had been shot through with holes like a slice of Swiss Cheese.

Jon parked the car in front of the building and stepped out, clad in a dark blue suit, his hair combed neatly back and away from his forehead, a light beard shading his face, which made him look older than his twenty-five years.

He handed the car keys over to an attendant, trusting him to park his beloved Bentley, a friendly smile offered to the doorman before stepping inside to meet Fiora in the lobby.