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Sandydragon595
((Sorry for a late response! I’ve just been a bit busy and the days go QUICK))
“Hm. I see.” She isn’t as promising as Tesla was hoping. “Well, we are located in the Shifting Expanse, in the Turrets of Goldensparc, but if necessary we could provide you with an apartment nearby. However, you seem pretty loyal and necessary for your clan.”
“It was a pleasure to meet you.” He shakes her hand and walks away, surveying the rest of the party.
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gn0me
Before he knows it, it’s growing dark and the majority of dragons have headed to their rooms. Tesla remains, leaning against one of the walls, watching the last couple employees go through the door.
So, we can’t leave, but their employees can? Irritation clouds his mind. He should be at his office! Being productive! Then again, the employees are disposable, he’s not. Should a measly employee be injured or mysteriously disappear, it wouldn’t be too hard to cover up. If some of the high class guests (such as himself) were to be harmed, it would be quite the scandal.
Suddenly, a rag-tag obelisk is let in through the door. He blindly stumbles over to the chocolate fountain and washes his face in it. Tesla watches curiously, he isn’t one for water either but
chocolate isn’t exactly something he’d choose to bathe in.
Then again…
He shakes the thoughts out of his head and makes his way over to the dragon. He looks interesting enough and perhaps could give him some valuable information. As he walks, he purposefully clicks his claws on the warehouse floor so Sundew can hear him coming. Once by his side, he talks, “Hello there, I’m Tesla, CEO of Lotus Tech.” His voice pauses at this part for dramatic effect, like Sundew should know him.
“Are you here for RBG Inc.’s party?”