NAR KEETA
Freynk stepped off the old shuttle on his grey three piece suit and newsboy hat. His polished dark brown shoes tapped out a rhythm as he made his way across the landing pad and toward the meeting marked on his datapad. With a faded brown brief case in one hand and his brand new, probably stolen, data pad in the other.
He walked along looking up now and then to try and keep his bearings. His grey eyes had a sparkle they hadn't had for a good long time and for once he felt a bit of confidence.
Finally he arrived at the building and checked his chrono. 15 minutes early just like when he was a stormtrooper. He walked through the door as it swooshed aside, put his data pad in his pocket and took off his grey hat.
"Mr. Porkins to see Ms. Arceneau, please." He said to the receptionist.
"Oh Danger is expecting you right this way." The receptionist said as she lead him to a small office that was still bigger than his. "Ms. Acreneau will be right with you. Can I get you some caff?"
"Yes please and thank you." He said.
A minute later the woman brought him the sweetened black caff which he accepted with a closed mouth smile. 10 minutes early that was a record for him lately.
[member="Danger Arceneau"]
Freynk stepped off the old shuttle on his grey three piece suit and newsboy hat. His polished dark brown shoes tapped out a rhythm as he made his way across the landing pad and toward the meeting marked on his datapad. With a faded brown brief case in one hand and his brand new, probably stolen, data pad in the other.
He walked along looking up now and then to try and keep his bearings. His grey eyes had a sparkle they hadn't had for a good long time and for once he felt a bit of confidence.
Finally he arrived at the building and checked his chrono. 15 minutes early just like when he was a stormtrooper. He walked through the door as it swooshed aside, put his data pad in his pocket and took off his grey hat.
"Mr. Porkins to see Ms. Arceneau, please." He said to the receptionist.
"Oh Danger is expecting you right this way." The receptionist said as she lead him to a small office that was still bigger than his. "Ms. Acreneau will be right with you. Can I get you some caff?"
"Yes please and thank you." He said.
A minute later the woman brought him the sweetened black caff which he accepted with a closed mouth smile. 10 minutes early that was a record for him lately.
[member="Danger Arceneau"]