"Let's hope so. For them." added Malvia in a cusual tone*, still lookng outside.
"There's a cup for every one, feel free to take one too."
"There's a cup for every one, feel free to take one too."
Malvia sighed, arching his back and throwing his head back in rder to stare at the door.
"aah... What are the other two doing ? I start making bad jokes when I'm bored.. *sigh* tch, they better not be waiting to be the last one to enter for a "dramatic impact" or something..."
"aah... What are the other two doing ? I start making bad jokes when I'm bored.. *sigh* tch, they better not be waiting to be the last one to enter for a "dramatic impact" or something..."
The agent looked up, eyes hidden behind the glasses, "The agents will come, they wont dare not to come." He made no move to leave the darkened corner he was almost lurking in.
"Welp, I'm already paid so I don't really care if the mission were to be cancelled. It's such a pain to escort celebrities anyway.."
Chenelle had been sitting quietly in her chair, watching the others. She kept looking specifically at that Carl guy who said something about her hair, and Malvia.
Ceci nodded and looked around the room slowly, inspecting everyone with a closer look
Malvia sighed again, crushing his cup and throwing it in the bin.
"hum.. Carl was it ? You're the organisator of the little party, would you be so kind as to call the other two ? 'Cause I'm really considering going back home now..."
"hum.. Carl was it ? You're the organisator of the little party, would you be so kind as to call the other two ? 'Cause I'm really considering going back home now..."
Ceci finished her coffee and threw away the cup, "I'm getting bored too." she said, dryly
(OOC message here, to make this an rp which actually continues I am gonna say if by tomorrow the others do not post I will replace them. Is that fair?)
(hum... no, that's not fair. That's generous of you.. *evil grin*)
"Close, yet so far..."
He was late.. or was he? The young French Adept travelled on his robot that he kept at his side. This was not good, He was late. He was given to meet with someone, but who?
HE was outside still. Alone. Well. Not alone. He had Gallette Krone at his side.
"I am suppose to team up with Primitives... Just my luck... as long they don't do anything stupid..."
He was late.. or was he? The young French Adept travelled on his robot that he kept at his side. This was not good, He was late. He was given to meet with someone, but who?
HE was outside still. Alone. Well. Not alone. He had Gallette Krone at his side.
"I am suppose to team up with Primitives... Just my luck... as long they don't do anything stupid..."
The agent finally looked back up at the waiting group, pushing his glasses back up on his face. Just for a second, he allowed the light to flash off the lens on the glasses.
"Well, well. It seems the fourth member of our little soire has arrived. The man from Nymph technologies, leader in robotics I do believe."
"Well, well. It seems the fourth member of our little soire has arrived. The man from Nymph technologies, leader in robotics I do believe."
"Excusez-moi..."
He tipped his hat in respect and held his small robot in his arms. "I am late, am I not?"
For a fifteen year old adept, he was rather polite in his words. His yellow eyes met with the others.
He set Mini Gallette Krone on the floor.
"I am not fond of mingling with humans, due to my past, but I can adie in this or whatever it is."
He tipped his hat in respect and held his small robot in his arms. "I am late, am I not?"
For a fifteen year old adept, he was rather polite in his words. His yellow eyes met with the others.
He set Mini Gallette Krone on the floor.
"I am not fond of mingling with humans, due to my past, but I can adie in this or whatever it is."
*While he kept looking at the windows, the Nighter said in acidic tone :
"Hey kid : I hate my species too, but I don't make them wait for an hour without a warning... i mean, for a leader of tech department, you sure seemto have forgot how a phone work..."
*Malvia took a moment to catch his breath*
"woo , that felt good ! Well thanks for joigning us I guess, there's coffee on the table if you want."
"Hey kid : I hate my species too, but I don't make them wait for an hour without a warning... i mean, for a leader of tech department, you sure seemto have forgot how a phone work..."
*Malvia took a moment to catch his breath*
"woo , that felt good ! Well thanks for joigning us I guess, there's coffee on the table if you want."
The corporate man, who still looked like he was permanently looking for an escape route surveyed the group. "aha, four corporations here. I am surprised there are no fights breaking out. Well I guess that must be a good thing."
Samantha hurried towards the door, her backpack bouncing as she jogged towards the business room. Not bothering to knock, she threw open the doors and stepped inside, noticing immediately that all of the other agents were already here. Just her luck.
She did not say anything, instead she just held up her card which said Pinnacle Corp, and sat down in one of the unoccupied seats. Her bleached blond hair with its ends dyed red was pulled up in a messy bun and she wore a worn out green jacket and black pants. She looked around the room, her expression unreadable and started to size up the other agents in the room.
She did not say anything, instead she just held up her card which said Pinnacle Corp, and sat down in one of the unoccupied seats. Her bleached blond hair with its ends dyed red was pulled up in a messy bun and she wore a worn out green jacket and black pants. She looked around the room, her expression unreadable and started to size up the other agents in the room.