The Foundry; Part 6

[Alric Kuhn]

[member="Gerion Ardik"]

"No." She said with a smile.

"Unfortunately Mr. Ardik I have not the time for sightseeing." With everything that was currently developing around the Foundry Nel was surprised she had had the time to come here in the first place. "The Foundry project is taking all of my attention, and I'm afraid that it will be doing so for the next few months. I have several more stops that I must attend to here in this quadrant of the galaxy, and after that I must return to Byblos for talks with the Board."

She made a slight face. "Apologies, I'm sure you did not want to hear my entire schedule."

The Liran offered the man a smile.

 

[Caulder Dune]

[member="Alric Kuhn"]

"Oh, think nothing of it." Gerion nodded obligingly. "I'll show you out, then."

Gerion could understand the tight scheduling. There were days, or even months, where he could scarcely imagine how he did it as well. When companies reached this size, the amount of meetings to attend, people to entreat, and grievances to sort out only increased. He'd have thought having more and more underlings at his disposal would mean he could send them in his stead more often than not. Unfortunately, most things were often better handled by him in person. Since Zothustro Quill had been taken out of the picture by his illness, Gerion hardly trusted anyone else to do similar work.

The Umbaran gestured Nel out of the room and would proceed to escort her, retinue and all, back to her waiting shuttle. There was a familiar rumbling behind them as the heavy durasteel doors slowly slid back into place and re-magnetized.