Etien walked into the room behind an aide, staring at a datapad in his hands as names and figures scrolled down the screen. He scowled at the pad for a moment, before putting it away and looking around. His eyes darted around, checking for danger, before relaxing. He nodded to Marcus, before taking a seat, keeping his jacket on despite the warmth of the room.
After a few moments of silence, Etien got bored of waiting for the others to arrive, and took out the pad again, as well as a half empty bottle of wine. Pulling out the cork, Etien began to sip at it while he scrolled through supply reports.
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