Private Force Imbuming

[Lucas Harvey-White]

The penthouse was spotless.

Lucas had taken personal care in organizing the penthouse above Telum Towers. He had gone around himself and tidied, ensuring that the board room in the penthouse was stocked up with nibbles and drinks. He didn't care for them personally, but he had been taught that it was respectful to provide nibbles and drinks.

While most meetings would take place in the offices below, Lucas was making an exception for this meeting. This wasn't a company meeting, this was a personal meeting. This was a meeting that was result in some new toys, some new things to play with. Lucas couldn't help but be excited for the next few hours.

He had instructed his guest to land in the hanger of the building. There he would be searched and have his weapons removed from him before he was escorted up to the penthouse. He would be walked right through to the board room where he would be searched one last time before being allowed entry into the room.

Lucas was nothing if not paranoid.

He had been paranoid since he was born, especially since he had begun his training in the Sith arts. He really wasn't intended to be killed, death was an inconvenience that he would rather avoid. If triple searching every person that entered his personal space kept him alive, he was very much going to search everyone.

And so he sat at the end of the table and waited.

Walker

 

[Walker]

Walker had begun on new adventures, new avenues of life and experimentation. Today was a bit of a special occasion. He had come to an idea that would alter his method of travel, and potentially give rise to future inventions and creations. An alchemic system that would completely change the way one could interact with a ship.

He had come with Kot Vind, however, the Devaronian would stay on the ship. Awaiting word if anything went wrong. Walker at first was going to walk in with his weapons, however, they were quite insistent on him handing them over. Instead, he walked all the way back to the ship, and put them up. If he needed Kot, he had a communicator ready with a constant link so if it was cut, Kot would come to aid.

Then, he continued. In spite of the lack of weapons, he was perfectly casual about his entrance. As usual. The man had almost zero formality. However unlike last time he'd been unarmed, he had no intention of eating or drinking anything there was to offer. This man definitely like his protection, there wasn't much chance of getting in her armed. Unless, of course, you put it on the inside. He had no intention of doing that to himself.

As he finally entered he held out his arms, "Quite the precautions you like to take huh?" he joked.

Lucas Harvey-White