You leaned back in your chair, gazing at the view of the city you had helped create. The ultimate movement for hard-light technology, Utopaea. Everything from the trees to the streetlights had been conjured in the blink of an eye by Vishkar's most elite architects. You enjoyed the serenity of the city, just staring down at the bustling streets and roads seemed to put you into a deep trance, it was a great way to relax.
The tranquillity was spoiled by three loud, precise knocks at your door. You had a feeling you knew who this was, she knocked the same way every time.
"Come in Satya, come in, take a seat."
Satya opened the door and stepped in, on her way in she closed the blinds that looked out into the many smaller cubicles and locked the door, she straightened the photo frames on the wall as she made her way to the chair that sat in front of your desk, as she sat down she aligned a stack of papers that sat on the end of your desk.
Satya was a young woman, she had an innate talent for hard-light bending and as such she had almost mastered it in her early twenties. She was a dark-skinned woman, with ebony locks flowing down her back.
She sat on the large, leather chair, crossing one leg seductively over the other and placing her hands on her knee.
"Mr/Mrs Y/S/N, I have a... proposal for you."
Although she was extremely talented when it came to architecture, some of her ideas were sometimes a little bit extreme, but you went along with it anyway, you folded your arms and leaned back in your chair.
"Well," a smirk appeared on her face. "There is a small favela in Brazil, Rio to be exact, and I think it would make an extraordinary candidate for another hard-light upheaval. The area is a perfect opportunity for us to expand our... your... company's horizons." She leant back in her chair as almost to mimic yourself.
"And what makes you think this favela is such a great place to re-develop? We do not have many contacts in Brazil, never mind the authority to demolish a whole town!" Her expression quickly changed from a smirk to something much more sinister.
"The people there live like animals, they cram themselves into shacks, their own faeces run through the streets." You quickly began to tell that she was getting worked up about the issue, her hands were waving through the air as she reeled off her arguments, "They are disorganized and messy, they live in their OWN FILTH!" She balled her hand into a fist and slammed it onto the desk, knocking the previously neat papers out of order, which Satya quickly reorganized into a standardized pile.
"I just do not see it happening Satya, there is already talks about re-development in Brazil with Lumerico, it is just not something I see happening at this moment in time."
Satya's head tilted to the side as a smirk reappeared across her face, she had clearly had some sort of idea, which was not uncommon for her. She stood up and walked around the desk until she was standing next to you, placing her hand on your chest she leant over you until her lips were almost touching your ears, she softly whispered,
"This is a deal that could work out VERY well for the both of us, you are a smart enough man/woman to know what I mean." She moved her hand down your chest and onto your upper thigh, "So, what do you say Y/S/N?" Your eyes closed as your head rolled back and your breathing had become heavy and laboured, you struggled to speak, but you managed to make a few words out through slow, deep breaths.
"Okay, I will try and speak to Guillermo Portero tomorrow and put your idea forward."
In a blink Satya had stood back up and was walking towards the door, straightening the creases out of her uniform.
"I think we will have a great partnership Y/N." She called out. Just before she left your office she turned her, blew you a kiss and sent you a wink.
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Written by Aaron.
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