Julia paced up and down the top floor of an office block in 'Central City', one of the major ecumenopolis of Etti IV, deep in the heart of the Corporate Sector. Today was a day she had been looking forward to for some time, finally getting an assortment of old contacts, and even some new ones, together around the table to discuss a potential new venture.
And it was going to be huge.
For most of her adult life, Julia had climbed the corporate ladder, from a nobody in the Blackwell Corporation to a board member and shareholder in the company in which she had made her name. Soon after, she had been asked to assume a position in the Consortiums Government, and from there she added Systech to her portfolio, before co-founding a hyper-logistics firm with her close associate, President Thorne. These days, when she wasn't on Blackwell, Systech of CHL business, she was heading her own investment trust, and representing a range of commercial interests, as a Senator for the Corporate Sector.
To say she was driven, was an understatement.
However, with cash in hand and seemingly limitless ambition to match, Julia wanted to try something new. That was why she had called a collection of old contacts, and some of their recommended partners, to the top floor of an office block in Etti IV, outfitted with state-of-the-art security and encrypted beyond belief for those wishing to 'dial in' from off-world. She stopped pacing and turned as a light on her commlink informed her that her first associate had arrived. "Show them in." she replied cooly down an earpiece, before standing behind her seat at the head of the table, and subconsciously smoothing down her white jacket, a nervous tic she would never admit she had.
It was going to be an eventful day.
Security was on alert, as ever, especially given who was coming (not to mention who was already here). On the landing pads outside (upon one of which rested her yacht), dozens of uniformed security guards, armed and armored in black uniforms and flak vests, could be seen - the best that her considerable resources could afford her. Above them, numerous A7 falcons milled around, scanning the area for anything, untoward.
She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the day's events.
OOC - @Sreeya @Altaria @LadyRen@The Good Doctor also this is pre-Killik.
And it was going to be huge.
For most of her adult life, Julia had climbed the corporate ladder, from a nobody in the Blackwell Corporation to a board member and shareholder in the company in which she had made her name. Soon after, she had been asked to assume a position in the Consortiums Government, and from there she added Systech to her portfolio, before co-founding a hyper-logistics firm with her close associate, President Thorne. These days, when she wasn't on Blackwell, Systech of CHL business, she was heading her own investment trust, and representing a range of commercial interests, as a Senator for the Corporate Sector.
To say she was driven, was an understatement.
However, with cash in hand and seemingly limitless ambition to match, Julia wanted to try something new. That was why she had called a collection of old contacts, and some of their recommended partners, to the top floor of an office block in Etti IV, outfitted with state-of-the-art security and encrypted beyond belief for those wishing to 'dial in' from off-world. She stopped pacing and turned as a light on her commlink informed her that her first associate had arrived. "Show them in." she replied cooly down an earpiece, before standing behind her seat at the head of the table, and subconsciously smoothing down her white jacket, a nervous tic she would never admit she had.
It was going to be an eventful day.
Security was on alert, as ever, especially given who was coming (not to mention who was already here). On the landing pads outside (upon one of which rested her yacht), dozens of uniformed security guards, armed and armored in black uniforms and flak vests, could be seen - the best that her considerable resources could afford her. Above them, numerous A7 falcons milled around, scanning the area for anything, untoward.
She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the day's events.
OOC - @Sreeya @Altaria @LadyRen@The Good Doctor also this is pre-Killik.
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