No really. He doesn't. He's still in a 3 piece suit (because what else would he wear) with one of his favorites - a soft pink tie - every inch of him is immaculate even if he looks terrified.]
Good afternoon.
[He smiles - a dazzling million dollar salesman smile that normally affects a room - before he folds his hands in front of him.]
I am here to partake of your services - at my brother's request.
[The nerves are real, but he looks daggers at his other - uglier half. Of all the human corporations he had to pick...this is what being stuck down did.
Amid places like this.
Though the colors were very nice and the music was very nice too. It reminded him of the tailors of the 1800s - when people knew how to live. When they knew how to be classy. when there weren't so many humans.
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Date: 2019-11-18 08:25 pm (UTC)No really. He doesn't. He's still in a 3 piece suit (because what else would he wear) with one of his favorites - a soft pink tie - every inch of him is immaculate even if he looks terrified.]
Good afternoon.
[He smiles - a dazzling million dollar salesman smile that normally affects a room - before he folds his hands in front of him.]
I am here to partake of your services - at my brother's request.
[The nerves are real, but he looks daggers at his other - uglier half. Of all the human corporations he had to pick...this is what being stuck down did.
Amid places like this.
Though the colors were very nice and the music was very nice too. It reminded him of the tailors of the 1800s - when people knew how to live. When they knew how to be classy. when there weren't so many humans.
He nods, and smiles again.]
...Brother.