Judas Zambrano
The Prodigal Son
Sitting at his a dura-steel table Judas' fingers flew across the surface of his datapad as he began calculating just how much money Iscariot Industries was making versus how much they were spending. On top of this before him sat a holoprojector showing blueprints for upcoming projects that the company would undertake. Judas was aboard his personal ship Iscariot due to the nature of the meeting he had today. He wanted to ensure that only two people knew of what was going on in the room and that no one else would know about their dealings. The ship had been stripped of almost all the pleasantries that other ships had. Yet no expense was spared on its transceivers and communications. Judas had even picked a remote location far out on the end of the tingel arm so there would be no prying.
Even when aboard his own ship with people he trusted Judas still retained his calm and cool manner. His hair neatly combed so his bang perfectly covered one of his eyes. His Blue eyes held a calm to them that probably wouldn't be expected from a Zambrano child. HIs jaw was slightly clenched though as he saw some of the flaws in a grenade blueprint that had been made.
[member="Darth Arcanix"]
Even when aboard his own ship with people he trusted Judas still retained his calm and cool manner. His hair neatly combed so his bang perfectly covered one of his eyes. His Blue eyes held a calm to them that probably wouldn't be expected from a Zambrano child. HIs jaw was slightly clenched though as he saw some of the flaws in a grenade blueprint that had been made.
[member="Darth Arcanix"]