The First of a Make

[Matreya]

Damien strode along the balcony of Merr-Sonn Tower, his eyes looking over the edge at the ground below. Of course it wasn't the natural ground, rather the nearest platform a couple hundred feet below.

Behind him was his wife, and his daughter Adriel - whom had insisted on coming to see the ship that he had made for he and his family.

Having made his way to the office Matreya now called his own, he had stepped to his current locale to mull over his current situation. Finding that his daughter had stolen a ship, just to come see him? Well it made no sense. Due to this fact he made plans to have Merr-Sonn back SS on making a triplet style of Heavy Cruisers specifically for he and his family.

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[Bolt]

The lead secretary of Merr-Sonn Towers stood baffled as the olden Owner approached, stated his destination then left without a single word. It was odd to see him return, considering this was no longer his company - she thought anyway.

As the ex-boss walked throughout the office, each person he passed handled their surprise their own ways: a few smiled, others nodded, and even less actually greeted him. Though the little girl following him did get noticed, as it was odd to see him with anyone not deadly in all aspects.