Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11644980-20140128161023/@comment-11644980-20140201173743

The slightest of irritated scowls crossed Ciano's face. "I am well aware who you are, Mr. Mercenarius. And let me assure you: This is very much the wrong floor." Allen walked into the elevator, edging Cadoc back just enough to prevent his entering the office, before pushing the button that would take them two floors down. "The interview process here is  not something I would visit upon my own office. And let me assure you, Mr. Mercenarius..." He glanced over his shoulder at the mercenary. "I am nothing like one of your normal... clients."

The elevator dinged as the doors slid open, revealing a non-descript, beige room with a door similar to the elevator's on the opposite side. In the middle of the room sat a spotlessly-kempt mahogany desk with a high-backed leather office chair on the opposite side. As Allen took his sat in this chair, he nodded to the surprisingly young man that had already been in the room when they'd entered. "Mr. Kriegsschiff. Good to see at least one of you founf the interview room unaided." He gestured to two simple chairs set up across the desk from himself. "Now, we've much to discuss."