Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150601054319

(Wow.  That is a voice that commands respect.)

"Very much so, Mr. Flagg," Ochre responded warmly. "If you had told me as a young man what you would have here today, I would have said you were reading too much science fiction."

"Fascinating, the changes that can happen in a few decades," Trigo added.

"But if my old ears haven't failed me," Ochre continued, "you're experiencing some kind of... setbacks with the construction of your new facility.  It's a pity.  With the economy the way it is, those additional jobs would have been welcomed with open arms." The don's smile lessened, and his demeanor became a little more businesslike.

"Since a man of wealth and influence such as yourself surely already knows my last name, I'll introduce myself with my first.  My name is Ochre, and my associate here is Trigo." Hearing his name, Trigo stopped scanning for threats long enough to raise his hand and pantomime tipping an invisible hat to Zephrion. "And I believe we might just be able to help you with your problem."