Coratanni Cartel
Thawne
Kal'Shebbol
[member="Joza Perl"]
Felix slowly ran the edge of his index finger of the corner of the desk that he stood beside, leaning down for a moment to inspect the small ribbon of dust that had collected itself there. A frown pulled at his lips, and slowly the young man shook his head.
They should fire the maids. The young man thought to himself as he slowly stood upright again, his suit jacket perfectly conforming to his lithe figure as he turned and peered out the window. The world that he saw before him was one of burgeoning capitalism, a small city steadily growing into a larger one. The planet, like many others within the territory of this...government, was developing into something larger, something that could be taken advantage of.
The outer rim and even some of the reaches of wild space were now no longer as isolated as they were before.
Discovery of new hyperlanes and trade routes meant that even isolated worlds were seeing more trade and more income. That meant their economies were growing and that in turn meant both businesses and people required more money. A simple solution for this had existed for many millenia already and the business was booming all across the galaxy. Out here in the stix things were different however, though that was something his parents intended on changing.
That was why he was here, representing SIN.
His parents had wanted him to take a more active role in the company, and now was the perfect chance to see that happen.
Felix hadn't objected. He had always enjoyed traveling, and the ship he took was more than luxurious enough to make up for the shambles of accommodations that existed on this world. So far his trip had been rather enjoyable, he only hoped that his business here would be equally so.
Though if the quality of the cleaning crews were anything to judge by, he wouldn't be impressed.
[member="Joza Perl"]
Felix slowly ran the edge of his index finger of the corner of the desk that he stood beside, leaning down for a moment to inspect the small ribbon of dust that had collected itself there. A frown pulled at his lips, and slowly the young man shook his head.
They should fire the maids. The young man thought to himself as he slowly stood upright again, his suit jacket perfectly conforming to his lithe figure as he turned and peered out the window. The world that he saw before him was one of burgeoning capitalism, a small city steadily growing into a larger one. The planet, like many others within the territory of this...government, was developing into something larger, something that could be taken advantage of.
The outer rim and even some of the reaches of wild space were now no longer as isolated as they were before.
Discovery of new hyperlanes and trade routes meant that even isolated worlds were seeing more trade and more income. That meant their economies were growing and that in turn meant both businesses and people required more money. A simple solution for this had existed for many millenia already and the business was booming all across the galaxy. Out here in the stix things were different however, though that was something his parents intended on changing.
That was why he was here, representing SIN.
His parents had wanted him to take a more active role in the company, and now was the perfect chance to see that happen.
Felix hadn't objected. He had always enjoyed traveling, and the ship he took was more than luxurious enough to make up for the shambles of accommodations that existed on this world. So far his trip had been rather enjoyable, he only hoped that his business here would be equally so.
Though if the quality of the cleaning crews were anything to judge by, he wouldn't be impressed.