The Camaleon Chronicals

[oZoneRanger]

((Just needed a place to put it all in one Thread. If anyone braves the big wall of text and notices anything wrong with the Lore, please PM me. Grammar errors as well. Feedback in a PM if you like. Any edits I make, are grammar, spelling and a line here or there to make it flow a bit better. But content is set, and will follow the activities of my characters inGame, Ill be adding links to posts of correspondence, and screen shoots to back up the story line. Thanks Discovery players, you are a decent group of people))

Mega Kudos to :j:. Sleazy.Scarabeus and JackTorrance for his brief but scarry apperance

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Phillip DeLafontain sat at his desk, wondering about the can of worms he had gotten himself into. Another message concerning rent, this time from the former IND officials. He looked over the message again.

"Not unreasonable, considering all that is at stake" he mumbled to himself.
He scratched his head, rubbed his face, pulled out a bottle from his desk and took a shot.

"its all riding on one role of the dice...if I can just get that new contract up and going, things should be fine.." he thought to himself.

"Maria...can you please check the incoming transmissions and see if we have received any responses from the King of Gallia about when we can start delivering Neon up that way..."

He stood up and looked out the small porthole in his office. "life used to be much simpler when i was just flying a ship..."

"NO...NOTHING YET SIR.." screamed Maria from the next room.

He walked back over to his desk and hit the intercom.
"Maria...please, please ...no more screaming..learn to use the intercom"

"OK SIR...WILL DO...." she screamed again from the next office.

He winced, he would like to fire her, but she worked for cheap. Under the circumstances, he would have to make do.

He sat back down in his chair and wondered what the next step would be...

"SIR.." Her screaming voice came over the intercom and from the next room. "YOU HAVE ANOTHER MESSAGE FROM THIS OTIS JETHRO FELLOW"

It was almost to much to much to take.

He took three deep breaths, trying not to loose his cool.
Pulled up the message on his terminal and started to read.

"Well at least the rent part is settled. I know who Ive got to talk to now" he thought to himself. " I wonder if Mr. Jethro has any pull with the Gallia Govenment if they do, then this plan is probably a bust...they have never liked sharing the pie with anyone...but maybe..who knows..." He took the bottle of wine and finished it off.

He started working up a letter to Mr.Jethro directly. It was going to be a long day.

"Maria ...could you please bring me another bottle of wine." He was going to need another drink or two.

A small almost whisper came over the speaker on his desk.
" ehhh Sir..sorry. no more here in the office.... would you like me to go to the Bar and bring one up?"

"Damn..no wine" he thought to himself " but at least she learned how to use the intercom..well one battle at at time.." he smiled and continued to type.

"Yes, please Maria do that for me would you"

"OK SIR WILL DO BACK IN A FEW MINUTES" she screamed from the next room.

He shook his head with a grin and continued his letter.
" no one is perfect all the time he thought"