Miss Blonde
Trying to be straight in a crooked Galaxy
Today the CEO of Inquisition Industries was having the honor of being the first guest to meet the President of the United Systems of Antecedent, a man named Peter Ross who was quite colorful. He had recently won a landslide election for the newly formed democracy and now had the blaring duty that was bringing new industry and business to the nation.
At the capital building where the meeting was set to go down, the man sat in the equivalent of the Oval Office waiting for their honored guest to arrive. Hopefully the meeting would go quick and they could get the job done. Sighing the man reached into his desk and pulled out a cigarette. Taking his lighter he sparked it up and inhaled grey smoke and other toxins that relaxed him.
"Carol when the lady arrives just send them in and we'll get started." sometimes he thought he was getting paid enough for this gig.
[member="Sanya Val Swift"]
At the capital building where the meeting was set to go down, the man sat in the equivalent of the Oval Office waiting for their honored guest to arrive. Hopefully the meeting would go quick and they could get the job done. Sighing the man reached into his desk and pulled out a cigarette. Taking his lighter he sparked it up and inhaled grey smoke and other toxins that relaxed him.
"Carol when the lady arrives just send them in and we'll get started." sometimes he thought he was getting paid enough for this gig.
[member="Sanya Val Swift"]