[ Semi-Open / Vescovo-only / Knock before entering ]
WHO: Tieria Erde (vedacontabile) and N.A.O.E. Nagi (technokinetic)
WHAT: Asking a favor.
WHERE: Tieria's office, Vescovo main building.
WHEN: Evening.
Tieria was sitting in his leather desk chair, pouring over all the collected information he had on the substance "White Anemone" -- where had it come from? What was its purpose? Who was distributing it?
He had, of course, a checklist, and a notepad before him. His notes were perfect print letters, evenly spaced and aligned on the page. His back was straight in his chair. The only outward sign of his frustration at the lack of information on the substance -- he wasn't used to lacking information, dammit -- was a small crease in the middle of his forehead.
For all intents and purposes, it was a normal night.
WHAT: Asking a favor.
WHERE: Tieria's office, Vescovo main building.
WHEN: Evening.
Tieria was sitting in his leather desk chair, pouring over all the collected information he had on the substance "White Anemone" -- where had it come from? What was its purpose? Who was distributing it?
He had, of course, a checklist, and a notepad before him. His notes were perfect print letters, evenly spaced and aligned on the page. His back was straight in his chair. The only outward sign of his frustration at the lack of information on the substance -- he wasn't used to lacking information, dammit -- was a small crease in the middle of his forehead.
For all intents and purposes, it was a normal night.