Trade'n'Drunk - VIP Lounge Marie Nemesis, Director of Operations for OSI
The Conference-class Gunboat shook slightly as it decelerated to subsonic speeds above Las Palmas. The craft banked to the side and began descending towards the OSI landing pads, landing smoothly on the ground.
Marie Nemesis got off the ship, nodding to the pilot as she did so, and strolled casually in the direction of the Trade'n'Drunk.
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As she entered the bar, she headed straight for the VIP lounge, showing her ID to Bob, the guard at the door. Marie started climbing the stairs, running the possible outcomes of this meeting in her head; there had been quite a few rumors within the company recently, and due to the massive distance involved, it had proven difficult to verify them from Freeport 14. Today, she hoped that she'd get some answers.
Finally reaching the top, she recognized her fellow director, David Starr, sitting at a table at the back of the room, chatting with someone who she did not recognize, as she only had a view of his back at the moment. Moving forward, she recognized him as Isaac Nemo, the new advisor.
She walked up to them, and offered one of her cold, hard smiles.
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