Perfectly Imperfect
LOCATION: Corrox City, Mahporeem - N&Z Regional Headquarters
OBJECTIVE: not my objective
IMPORTANT LINKS: Sword #1 | Sword #2 | Armor | Jewel | Ring | Necklace | Gauntlet | DIII Gluttoneria | The guards | KRONOS
TAG:
Evan Kade
The N&Z Headquarters at Corrox city looked like a massive middle finger to the trials and tribulations the Mahporeem Remnant was dealing with, yet at the same time it actually represented those same issues. Unlike most of the usual N&Z offices or headquarters, it was a monolithic structure, without the usual beautiful details or craftwork visible on the outside. In stead it was a massive skyscraper erected out of thick duracrete and small glasteel windows, reaching several hundreds of meters into the sky, with only the branding of the N&Z on the outside making it clear as to which power, which galactic entity held sway in those parts.
Anyone who had an inkling of who was who within the Mahporeem Remnant was keenly aware of those who walked out of the building through the main entrance, surrounded by several highly armed and armored enforcer droids built and designed by the company itself. As they walked out through the revolving transparisteel doors the two; a man and a woman seemed to talk to eachother, waiting for their ride. The man was tall of stature, with blond, slicked-back hair and shades, impeccably dressed in a white suit adorned with a cape and epaulets which betrayed a certain degree of wealth and understanding of using fashion to impress others. The woman on the other hand was smaller, with a slender and athletic build, dressed in what could be described as a fashionable work uniform with black trousers, waistcoat and boots, with a purple overcoat to top it all off. Her long black hair seemed to be swept up by a gust of wind, making her move her hand to prevent the strands of raven black hair to cover her face in an unsightly manner, to which the tall man seemed to respond by gently reaching for the side of the woman's face and sliding his gloved fingers through her hair in order to put a few of those rebellious long strands behind her ear in a strangely loving and somewhat fatherly fashion.
After several moments, a long, exquisitely built and maintained limousine-landspeeder arrived, opening its back doors to allow the tall man and the woman to step inside of it before it began to speed off towards the depths of Corrox City's very heart...