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Arcus Sol

The dashing blonde Chairman and CEO of Sol Enterprises.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Remæus, as played by Arcus

So begins...

Arcus Sol's Story

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#, as written by Remæus
Something the matter, boss?
asked the granite monolith of the sun beam.

Arcus said nothing, and instead stared stoically at the elevator wall in front of him as it descended. His mind was elsewhere, elsewhen. The upcoming announcement would have grave consequences, and all possible combinations of moves needed to be accounted for.

Dante didn't think much of it and returned to his normal duty as the elevator slowed to a halt. He pulled on the cuff of the leather gloves adorning his massive hands, which made a soft creaking sound just as the ding of the arrival made itself known.

Please mind your manners, Dante.
Arcus quipped, signalling his preparedness for the business ahead. The door opened, and the pair of them stepped out into the dining hall's foyer and made their way towards the frosted glass doors that were adorned with the Sol crest. One of the two females on either side of the door greeted them as she leaned over to open it.

Hello, Mr. Sol. It's good to see you again.


Arcus nodded in response, and his blue eyes led their way back up her slender figure as he walked past. He strode into the meeting just as his hid rose back up to attention, and his arms unfurled from behind him in a welcoming gesture.

Good day, gentlemen! I trust you've made yourselves at home?
he chided as he made his way towards the men, palms up and arms outstretched.

Dante folded his hands in front of him and made his way to the side of the room, flanking the group and staring at them from behind the eyes of his darkened eyepieces.

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Vidious rose when Arcus entered, offering a polite bow in greeting before returning to his seat and settling his gloved palms upon the table. "I have found your staff most welcoming," he answered with a cool nod. A click of his fingers to the side had the kitchen hands calmly wandering off to begin preparing the meals or collecting what was already cooked.

One of Norrington's palms immediately pressed to his angled face, staring on from behind his all-concealing costume as he locked eyes on Dante. He was quite sure combat wouldn't break out. Didn't mean he liked the situation. Meeting with strangers... Bah. How the hell did business men do it? The threat of unwashed hands alone was enough to keep Norrington from social interaction, let alone potentially dangerous strangers in close quarters. He shuffled in his seat, pulling his knees up to his chest.

"As ironic as it may be," Vidious offered with a gesture of his hand to the table laid out before them, "Be my guest. I ordered them to prepare a few dishes. After all, I had no idea how many I would be meeting with today. Such large corporations normally involve a dozen business men. Especially for the amount of money I am willing to simply drop into your lap." A small curt smile of self appreciation, both probing at the mans business practices and throwing out the bait of profits at once.

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Arcus slid a chair out from the table with a smooth motion of his left foot, his arms still outstretched. Perfectly in step with his gait, he settled into the chair across from Vidious, his long leg folding over the other as his hands came to rest gently on his knee.

Ah, excellent.
he responded. A quick glance to the side door gave Arcus the chance to indicate his appetite; for sustenance, or for profit?

I look forward to enjoying their efforts, Vidious. I'm sure they've made good use of our resources here at Sol Enterprises,
he deflected, before returning his gaze back at the man who had gone through all the necessary security checks to arrange such a meeting.

Yes, and for something... quite special indeed.
he continued. Arcus was far less interested in the immediate profit than he was getting the opportunity to showcase his most recent opus.

Have you had the opportunity to review the available options?
he said, leaping straight to the point. He knew full well that the report he'd sent over had contained only the most basic of details, but perhaps just enough to whet the appetite of the most discerning pilots.

You see, with the commoditization of mobile suits over the past decade, they had rendered themselves effectively obsolete in the developed part of the galaxy. Almost a cold war of technology, with no companies daring to develop further technology that would bring these types of weapons to the battlefield, even while battleships and tactical fighters waged war overhead and ground troops fought it out on land. The golden age of the mobile suit had come to a grinding halt.

That is, until now.

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"Ah..." the tone was immediately sounding unimpressed. He needed say no more, really. Only offer a patient smile and a his hands calmly resting in his lap. Wandering in came the servers, placing down plates of freshly cooked spaghetti, steamed fish and one or two other other gourmet dishes. From the bored look on Vidious face as he evaluated each, he dined like this regularly. He pointed out one such dish and a plate was hastily served for him.

Norrington stared on hungrily. Oh god how he loved fish. He knew what he was having for dinner. But his own paranoia meant he would not be eating with them. Just idly sitting by.

"See now had I come to you normally this would be a request for a dozen units of your most standard and practical mechs. I am a business man after all. This time however my business is not with practicality, but with appearances. You could say its advertising. But I seek something more... Unique. Both physically and in technology. In fact, you could say, give me five utterly experimental units."

He reached for a fork, which held a strange pair of prongs on either side. The purpose became apparent as he guided food for his mouth. It pushed his lips aside to stop them from touching the food. He swallowed quickly, after having given it all a moment to sink in. "I have a mere few specifications. The height, the cockpits, and a request that they all mesh thematically, though that can be a matter of names."

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The tip of Arcus' mouth curled up into a smirk as his potential customer's words fell on his ears. Arcus had something special for him indeed.

Dante put his hand to his ear, where one of his cochlear implants had summoned his attention. He turned his head from the men in the room, and glanced out the window, where the setting sun was casting crepuscular rays of light across the horizon. He surveyed the buildings surrounding Sol Tower, glanced down at his watch, and returned his attention to the meeting.

Finishing a bite of the food he had been served, Arcus pressed the cloth napkin to his lip and folded it across his lap.

Quite the meal, don't you think?
he toyed, slying away from the topic at hand.

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Vidious offered a mere nod. "Adequate, but to be expected of a hired catering company. I really must acquire my own personal chef. Norrington, could you please take the specifications to Mister Sol?" He turned his head sidewards to the assassin expectantly.

"What? Me? I thought you brought the notes."

"Norrinton, could you please take the specifications to Mister Sol?"

Norrington's innocent wide-eyed stare lasted only a second more before he grumbled and climbed to his feet, reaching into his clothes to retrieve a clip board. How he concealed such a thing against his body was a mystery. Well, no it was magic. As he walked for the opposite side of the table he cast a glance over his shoulder in the same direction Arcus and his companion looked, as if suspicious. He held out the board and the few sheets of paper on it. "Here's your checklist."

Vidious specifications seemed peculiar. Each mech was to be between eight and twelve meters tall and capable of moving quickly on road-like surfaces with a focus on high-maneuverability in tight places. Likewise, he requested that at least one of the mechs could fly and that the leader of the group should be a half-times larger than the others. Cockpits were intended to be adjustable to suit multiple different shapes and sizes. He wanted a variety of melee and ranged weapons, either on each or spread amongst the group.

"I hope everything is within your bounds. I would hate to take my business elsewhere after arranging this meeting."

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Arcus takes the board in hand and flips through the pages with his dainty fingers. He nods once or twice, making the occasional subvocal utterance. The blue eyes scan through the document, taking note of each and every one of the design considerations.

Something stopped him, though. He paused, turned his head slightly sideways, and looked up at Vidious.

This is interesting—
he said, when almost as if on cue the doors at the back of the room opened, causing an interruption as the entering party made their way into the dinner.

We apologize for our tardiness, sir. There was a disturbance at one of our on-planet facilities. No matter, it has been resolved now. Is this the client?
rambled a thin grey-haired figure, who punctuated his sentence by adjusting his optic lenses with a bizarre mechanical replacement for an arm.

Arcus peered back over his shoulder to see who had interrupted him, and slid his chair back when he realized that his engineering team had arrived. He rose to his feet and proceeded to introduce them.

Ah, Dr. J. So glad that you could join us. This is Vidious Renati, the gentleman who I was telling you about.


He turned to face Vidious again.

This is the team of engineers who are developing the very—ah, special, yes very special indeed—the very special features of our mobile suits that you will be getting the galaxy's first taste of,
he alluded, referring to the new predictive neurobindings that enabled faster-than-thought reaction times in the new line of mobile suits. This, in combination with the new type of beam weaponry that Dr. J had discovered and the new bioferrous armor that Instructor H. had pioneered, was going to play an integral role in securing Sol Enterprises' firm grip on the weapons industry in this new market.

Doctor, have you seen the updated specs?


Arcus picked the clipboard up off the table and handed it over to the man to the right of Dr. J., who most notably had an impressively well-kept mustache adorning his face. He too flipped through the first few pages of the clipboard, and nodded before responding.

Yeessss, yes indeed. We exceed all of these specifications using the current production model by no less than 35% in the least marginal of cases. This is very agreeable, and gives us the ability to—


...add some flair to this special order, of course.
snapped Dr. J, causing Instructor H to glare begrudgingly at their research leader.

The statements hung in the room like an eerie morning mist. Arcus looked at the research group, and they stared back. There was notable tension, and a great much left to be discussed after the meeting was concluded, but Arcus needed to pay attention to the client.

So.
Arcus snapped, walking back over towards Vidious.

The only remaining details we have to cover is your delivery date and destination. Have you a place in mind?

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"Forgive me, gentlemen," Vidious announced as he raised to his feet, hands gently pressing against the tablecloth, "But I fear we have already indulged in our dining, and business, leaving you sorely lacking any reason to be here other than confirmation." He offered a bow with one hand across his stomach. "My humblest apologies."

"As the for delivery date and destination ah, as soon as they can be ready and fully functioning. And there is an old airfield out of town derelict and unused. I believe its in the Boiling Plains? Even if there isn't, seems like the perfect place to test out the machines, yes? So contact me when they're ready and we will meet up out there at a specified time and date."

He dusted himself off, then gestured for the clipboard. "A number to reach me is on there. You may get my receptionist."

Norrington, however, had brought himself to the back of the room when the others entered, pressing himself practically to the wall. It wasn't an action of fear, it was an action of preparation. He knew this was a business meeting but he'd be damned if he thought it was acceptable to have five goons walk into the middle of one. He was already thinking of ditching Vidious and his Sleeveless guards. Said guards were still waiting for Vidious order to leave.

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Arcus paused, ceasing all motion. He then glanced over at his scientists, staring deeply at Instructor H.

I suspect we'll be ready in one week's time. I'll reach out with information regarding the demo.
he said as he turned back towards the departing Vidious. He and splayed his fingers out on the table before leaning forward onto them and rose to his feet, causing the chair to slide backwards with a soft shuffle.

You know, there is a storm coming.
he alluded, before gesturing to the door with his right hand.

Doctor J's mechanical arm clattered as the armatures snapped shut. He uttered a subvocal hum, audible evidence of his displeasure at Arcus' betrayal. Dante turned his head to the right in response, angling it slightly away from the group and back out the window. Arcus, however, took absolutely no note of this—he instead held his posture, arm outstretched to the door.

It was Doktor S who first turned, preempting Vidious' move for the exit. Lifting his left hand over his shoulder, he gave a blasé wave to Arcus and began to walk away. The gesture was first followed by the impatient Professor G, and the rest quickly followed suit, leaving Doctor J as the remaining individual standing there, his gaze lingering upon Arcus.

Arcus turned his hand over, knuckles up, and gave a quick flick of his fingers to send the remaining scientist away.

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Vidious blinked only once, a deliberate action, then turned his head towards the window. "Yes, the weather does seem unfortunate, doesn't it? Well, for others. I happen to enjoy storms. The feeling of the rain tumbling down on your face. The flash of lightning followed by the crash of thunder. It's really the moments I live for." His foot steps brought him half way across the room for the door, only to stop. "Norrington, prepare my car."

"You don't have a car." Norrington knew damn well Vidious knew he didn't have a car. He just stated it out loud to annoy the man. He was insistent, and the only reason he was kept around was because he was so damn good at his job. But after a moment of just sitting there, grinning like a moron through his own mask, he crawled on all fours under the table and promptly fell into the shadows of it.

"A pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Sol."

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Warp vector clear,
came the sound from the comms system as the reconnaissance cruiser Hirodu beamed back over the slipstream radio the relative safety of their own location. No fleet was sensibly moved without a scout, and there were certainly no exceptions to be made in this wartorn system.

Roger that, Hirodu. Standby.
answered the communications officer at the comms console.

Commander, Hiro—


No need to repeat the obvious, ensign. Signal to the fleet that we'll be initiating warp on my mark,
interrupted Stark,
...and make sure Arcus knows to prepare the festivities.
he finished, jokingly. With that he turned and made his way back to the Captain's Chair, settling in with the solid thump of resolve.

Beep beep beep beep came the monotonous warning signal.

Gravitational sensors picking up an incoming warp tunnel,
said the security officer, who was already working on determining more information.

Weapons cold, direct all energy to navigation. Impulse to eighty-five percent, confirm warp vector. Hold for jump on my mark.
responded Commander Stark, who ran his hand across his chin, trying to determine whether he'd been met with a military greeting, or a far friendlier civilian passerby.

Silence hung across the bridges of every ship in the fleet like the sour stench of death in the warm summer sun. The journey so far had been uneventful, but what was it they said about accidents always happening so close to home?

The whoosh of the civilian freighter as it exited warp—the exhalation of tension across the lips of the crews—signaled the entrance of a neutral vessel.

Gravimetric and LADAR scanners from every ship in the fleet immediately ripped into action on the now-arrived transport. The IFF indicated, after referencing the local databases, the benign nature of the ship's pink logo.

...and mark.
came the order from the Captain's Chair. All at once, the warp tunnel opened and the entire detachment of ships—the freighters, the military escort, and the logistics group—came to life as the low hum of the massive impulse drives spun up into a high-pitched whine as their wavelengths resonated with the hulls of their respective ships, the ships stretched their way into warp towards their destination, and then silenced after subspace had been exited.

The ships had vanished, but they had set in a clear course.

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The concussive bow-wave of gravity crashed violently into the surrounding region as the escort fleet exited warp into the designated warp-in point over Terra. The fleet held formation around the transports as the increased intensity of the solar wind buffeted their shields, making sure to provide a stiff deterrence against any would-be threat.

Initiate sensor recalibration and move to sustain orbit theta. Signal to surface upon confirmation.
commanded Stark.

Roger that. Moving to orbit theta,
replied the navigation officer as the fleet instantaneously acknowledged the flagship's relayed signals.
...and initializing continuous calibration sequence zero niner gamma. All systems reporting nominal.


The Ark-class vessels the fleet was escorting were of a special breed; not only were they the successor to the extraordinarily well-decorated Providence-class, but Sol Enterprises had taken particular care to upfit their assets with the latest technologies developed by the trans-galactic powerhouse of Research and Design. Between the incredibly talented scientists working tirelessly on pushing the boundaries of science and the military experience of its preferential compositors, the Sol empire undeniably led the charge in setting the trends of innovation. These incredibly unique vessels—the fleet aside—were no exception.

Confirm systems nominal, ensign?
inquired Stark as he rose from the captain's char. He wanted to be certain there were no mistakes made with this operation, or the blemish on his record would forever mar what would be an otherwise flawless career. The glint of light in his eye might have been a reflection of the dawn rising over Terra, or perhaps a glimpse of his aspirations, but no… no. He was not one to let his mind wander.

Aye, commander. The Oijanen, Hentogaira, and Akhrad all report systems nominal.


This was not the ensign's first foray with the commander, and his awareness of the situation was acute. The two had been on the Kreios deployment before participating in the Luminaire contingent, and he had turned down his most recent promotion simply to protect the opportunity to work under Stark's command once more. His interpretation of Stark's inquiry was an anticipatory example of this, and the hint of a smile on Stark's face confirmed his pleasure.


Awfully prescient of you to stop by, Gaius.


The comms erupted with Arcus' greeting as he appeared on-screen. The backdrop was dark, but you could just make out the outline of the Wing City skyline as the rising sun illuminated it from behind.


I couldn't wait any longer for a vacation, you know.
he chided in return, folding his hands behind his back. The smirk erupted into a smile, as it had been far too long since he'd had the pleasure of Arcus' amusing personality.

...and a good vacation it will be. Welcome back, Stark. Arcus out.
came the curt response as the transmission terminated. Not much needed to be said, everyone knew what needed to be done. The hardest part of the journey was over, and now they waited.

Stark made his way towards the massive viewport at the front of the bridge and stared outward at the dead of space. The vibrant blue orb that hung nakedly in the dark was his sole focus; a precious thing to behold, and a reminder of the delicate nature of politics. He reflected on the impact his actions would have, and the gravity of the circumstances ahead. The future of the entire region—perhaps even this galaxy itself—hung in the balance between success and failure.

Break formation. Hirodu to exit point echo delta and detachment gamma to Lagrange Luna Two. Broadcast emergency rendezvous point lambda six to the fleet, and instruct them to enter defensive pattern echo bravo. Reinforcement points for escort group Caladbolg Lagrange Sol four and five; and make sure they confirm those orders. All stations ready, we've got a rough ride ahead.


The fleet was responsive; the Hirodu aligned to a distal point and vanished, a detachment of battlecruisers and frigates broke off and began making their way towards Terra's solitary moon, and the spherical formation transitioned into one that placed the combat vessels into the lanes of travel between the massive bodies of the system.

Stark wasn't entirely certain it would play out as Arcus had planned.

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A portal opened in the middle of nowhere, and a man came out of it. The rift closed behind him, and the human began muttering to himself: "Hmm... this seems like a place where I can get what I need..." He took his backpack off, and guzzled down too many potions; some labeled for speed, strength, and many other buffs to keep him safe. He wished to stay alive. He immediately thought that some company would be great, and drew a flask labeled "Random Summoning". He poured it on the sand and spread the catalyst over the puddle. Any second now, someone would appear, hopefully someone friendly. Just in case, he took his magic amulet and loaded it with a brew labeled "Absorption".

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The Patriarch sky-rocketed away from Blackrock, and hopefully away from the mess of blood, artillery, and fire. Mae rubbed her temples in frustration. All of her plans for finding Ariel were thwarted now. She was sure that Ariel was still on Blackrock, now ready to be killed. Pounding her fist on table she looked out the window thoughtfully. The ship's hydraulic engine hummed quietly as the planet began to slowly shrink from veiw. A sudden tingling sensation took over Mae's body and she felt as If the floor caved under her. As if In hyperspeed, the rocky surface of. Blackrock began rocketing towards her. Upon regaining consciousness she found herself staring at a man with an empty bottle in his hand...

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Mae got up and steadied herself, walking timiidly behind one nof the men as he had instructed. Looking over his shoulder, she observed what looked more like a walking trash-compactor than it did a robot coming towards them. Slipping on a pair of brass knuckles, she watched with unease. Whoever these guys were, it was clear they were fans of alchemy. The man in front of her had quite the collection of bottles filled with mysterious contents. She hoped with all her might that these two (well I suppose three) beings wouldn't harm her. From the looks of them, they appeared to have no hostile intentions, but you can never be sure when you are on Blackrock. Just in case, she slid her hand over the hilt of one of her katanas, if the need to attack arised.

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  1. Don't need to tag acrus in following posts :)

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Mr Indigo pondered internally as Sienna spoke if it was wise putting one of this particular Acromantula race in a position of power but most races didn't take air pressure changes well and acromantula biology could likely tolerate the high fluorine density of the biosphere. Not to mention an ability to climb around sheer wall faces and claustrophobic Matriarch demesnes. The Gardeners hadn't taken much interest in business or law as trade was traditionally a Matriarchal duty, Volla handled it all, and they prefered to delegate a task of Sienna's size if they could. His list of takers for the role was rather small and most of the remainder full of rather dangerous individuals or neophytes. So such as he was Mr. Indigo thought Midas was the best option as he was acceptably qualified otherwise not that research hadn't done a full dossier on Midas for what the investigators could find. Indigo thought it was a plus that Midas had confidence and some self control around the young Matriarch Seeker. It was really his only concern.

After a few days going over her needs he found Sienna an intelligent if overly obliging creature with little suspicion or jealousy unlike the task-oriented minds of all other male specimens. It seemed the Matriarchy's mindset little supported hostility though possibly a recessive trait from Bvetin or a side effect of their Dreamer's own personality type he wasn't entirely sure. A connection to contractors on Sopitos gave them due cause to petition for an operational presence there on the Precipice. The position of currency exchange gave them an in on resource arbitrage to Volla and an excellent chance of permission from High Matriarch Bvetin. The Gardeners didn't suffer tourists. As it didn't do to have Logicroad there left to its own devices and a growing control presence. Thankfully the Matriarchy was singularly difficult to bribe much less threaten. A third of the population carried emplacement-class weaponry and worked for half the mercenary companies that existed.

Who knows what fresh hell Logicroad was up to digging out or creating and while the Matriarchy did keep Logicroad on a leash. Sol Enterprises had their own interests in investigating Sopitos after Mr. Indigo arranged some non-intrusive long range orbital scanning by trader but further research rather relied on it not being turned into some new apocalypse. Mr. Indigo convinced CEO Arcus Sol that Logcroad needed a choke chain instead to keep them from appropriating these worthwhile avenues to investigate. If nothing else the giant dyson ring around their planet the Gardeners didn't even allow Logicroad to enter. Logicroad had a reputation. Perhaps the Matriarchy had a growing suspicion the varied precognates that they all were.

Mr indigo looked at Midas for a moment then winced and gazed upward from sudden tinnitus, "I take it you'll accept the job then. Good. Is that sound you, Miss Sienna?"

Sienna raised one palp-hand flat to thin air as the tone became clearly audible then peaked as a thin comms encryption card squirted into reality quickened directly from Sopitos. The touch of Matriarch Volla's prodigious mind was something that suffused the air. A brooding Matriarch unlike the Seeker that Sienna was. A fleeting moment within the smell of ozone near the Quickened zone might even pass a sense of color to Midas from Volla's awareness of the scene. It didn't last long if it appeared at all.

She fumbled at the card in the air her palp-hands were fuzzy and didn't cling. It danced from hand to hand with no failing of the svelte voice before she looked to Mr. Indigo, "Ah! Oh! Wait! There, I got you. Ah no well by proxy Mr. Indigo, Matriarch Volla was sending this directly. Little plastic devils don't take well to my grips. Here's the card for Mr. Midas, Mr. Indigo, if you would?"

Mr Indigo reached over to transfer the card from Sienna to Midas then offered a datapad with a ruggedized secure credit chit installed.

A raised brow already made note to add to their file on Gardeners for Arcus, "Interesting. Hrm. Well, you'll need this for communications to Sopitos with your needs for an office. Though I suspect you will have to arrange personal transfer to the planet yourself. I have worked with Sienna ahead of time to determine their expedition's needs and I've prepared list of supplies they will require and others by schedule."

His voice was steady and precise hands laced, "We've transferred a budget of credits for these goods from their publisher, an advance on their weekly salary, and a small signing bonus. Do get a good price and have the goods moved to Sopitos. Sol Enterprises reserves the right to do internal audits of budgetary accounts. Standardized employment papers to Matriarch Volla compliant with Terra laws is provided according to Terra national standards. The sponsored paperwork provides a license to employ mercenaries for personal protection as necessary on Terra through Matriarch Nemesis. Your authority to use mercenaries on Sopitos is by fiat of Matriarch Nemesis."

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"Oh, without a doubt I accept, sir." He said, maintaining strong eye contact. He took a moment to wipe each lens of his glasses with his two palps. A wave of reassurance rushed through him with the confirmation that he most definitely had the job. There was no going back now. This was the beginning of a new era, one that the Money Spider knew he would have to earn.
The Money Spider received the card and took the datapad, recognising it as a symbol of responsibility, work and success. As if he were just given the keys for a plane that could take him anywhere. While his palps didn't have 'fingers' like Sienna, he was able to stick/unstick things to the tiny setule hairs that covered his body. He looked at it, and switched it on and off to get a gyst for the device. Promptly, he fitted both items into his front pocket.

He held back a chuckle in response to Sienna, intending to lose focus on her. Returning eye contact the Money Spider responded to Indigo "Of course. That can be sorted with ease."

The Money Spider tilted his had at the mention of his right to employ gardener mercs. Perhaps surprising to one who didn't know him, but Midas found physical confrontation very unappealing. The premise of employing defence on his behalf was something that greatly interested him. Nevertheless, the Money Spider focused on what was important. "Oh, Indigo, the Money Spider assures you the money will be spent with the greatest amount of efficiency. My namesake isn't hyperbole, you know. Anything you want spent or bought, the Money Spider can find the best numbers for." The Spider began to pack his papers back into the suitcase, and closed it shut. "So, I suppose the Money Spider should get to clearing out his apartment, no? Clean out the cobwebs and such, ahahahah. And I may contact you two via the datapad, yes? The Money Spider takes it that communication is key as the motif goes."

The Spider's legs begin to make slow movements, restless with a desire to stretch.

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Character Portrait: Arcus Sol Character Portrait: Sienna Oculi Character Portrait: Midas the Money Spider Character Portrait: Mr. Indigo
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#, as written by Remæus
Now what is going on here?
Arcus slithered, storming his way through the elevator door.

He took a look around, wondering what had caused all of the noise. He'd been working on this deal for far too long, bringing him now to the height of his bloodlust.

Where's Dante?
he commanded, demanding answers.

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Character Portrait: Arcus Sol Character Portrait: Mr. Indigo
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Arcus Sol pressed the button on the elevator in frustration, sliding his hands into his jacket's pockets as he waited for the ascent. He had a lot on his mind, but not the least of which was the sustained period of peace on Terra which was holding back sales of his mega-corporation's wares.

Arriving with a ding at the Atrium, he glided out the door into the arboreal haven to look out over Wing City in contemplation.