02-08-2016, 08:11 AM
Nexus 17, Portal Station N-04, Portal Room
Two cloaked figures approach the guards standing in front of the portal. One is not short, the other is not tall, and both look very prepared for either bad weather or avoiding facial recognition.
The Kineptic to the left of the portal and holding a clipboard looks up. "And your business is...?"
"None of yours!" The short one exclaims grumpily. "If you don't mind, I have a meeting to get to."
"Mmhm.... Yeah, I'll let you past when you tell me exactly what you're up to, Schymnil."
"And I have no obligation to tell you anything... Cat."
"Kineptic, and it's my job to make sure we don't let unsavory types through the portal, so yes, you do."
"...Fine. Business meeting with the Medag Caevren representative of Yngrallvin."
"...
That means absolutely nothing to me. Please elaborate."
-Sir Klreshijavurech is reaching out to open business relationship with some residents of the planet we are trying to reach. He hopes to exchange rare materials for historical and magical artefacts.-
"...Yes. What he said."
"..."
"..."
-...-
"Okay. Don't cause any trouble when you're there or when you get back, and we won't have a problem." She gives an a-ok to the control room window, and the portal opens to a pre-input destination.
"Oh, how scary. Gonna prepare the High Guard for me because I'm a Schymnil?"
"No, I'm going to prepare the High Guard for you because you've been arrested six times."
"Four."
-Five.-
"You aren't helping. Just... Get in the portal," he says, attempting to shove the larger figure in, but instead getting pushed back himself.
Two cloaked figures approach the guards standing in front of the portal. One is not short, the other is not tall, and both look very prepared for either bad weather or avoiding facial recognition.
The Kineptic to the left of the portal and holding a clipboard looks up. "And your business is...?"
"None of yours!" The short one exclaims grumpily. "If you don't mind, I have a meeting to get to."
"Mmhm.... Yeah, I'll let you past when you tell me exactly what you're up to, Schymnil."
"And I have no obligation to tell you anything... Cat."
"Kineptic, and it's my job to make sure we don't let unsavory types through the portal, so yes, you do."
"...Fine. Business meeting with the Medag Caevren representative of Yngrallvin."
"...
That means absolutely nothing to me. Please elaborate."
-Sir Klreshijavurech is reaching out to open business relationship with some residents of the planet we are trying to reach. He hopes to exchange rare materials for historical and magical artefacts.-
"...Yes. What he said."
"..."
"..."
-...-
"Okay. Don't cause any trouble when you're there or when you get back, and we won't have a problem." She gives an a-ok to the control room window, and the portal opens to a pre-input destination.
"Oh, how scary. Gonna prepare the High Guard for me because I'm a Schymnil?"
"No, I'm going to prepare the High Guard for you because you've been arrested six times."
"Four."
-Five.-
"You aren't helping. Just... Get in the portal," he says, attempting to shove the larger figure in, but instead getting pushed back himself.