Patrollogs
(Emmelline's bargaining)
[Sun Dec 15 2024]
In Town Hall Northern Meeting Room
It is about 50F(10C) degrees.
Emmelline walks up to representative of Tyrell Corp. "I'm interested in making a deal with you for my society. I'm ready to talk terms if you're willing."
'Oh hey there mate," Emmelline says with a smile to Illyana. "Oh and Payton. hello mate," she calls brightly."
Nodding to Emmelline, Illyana steps in, walks upto representative of Tyrell Corp and begins speaking. A firm hand shake, a winning smile, the removal of her sunglasses -And in spite of her unprofessional garb, Illyana begins. "Hello, and firstly, thank you for speaking to us all today. I'm representing the Vengeance of Ubaste today. We're an organization predicated on recovery of stolen goods and dealing with the oppression of those unfortunates victimized by enemies that I believe we both share. So if you contribute yourselves to aiding us, we can see our way to sharing our resources with you in a few of your matters. The technology Tyrell provides is instrumental to a lot of causes, and your cutting edge activities would vastly improve our operational ability." That said, she steps back, leaning against a wall.
Peyton struts in with a manilla filefolder tucked neatly under her arm, warming up a radiant smile to sweep the room with as she greets those gathered with a warm and southern, "Hey y'all." She drums her crimson fingernails against the folder as she untucks it from her arm and approaches the representative. "I've got a whole business proposal here for some operational initiatives that align with both of our organizations core goals and values." She says, reaching to adjust her glasses as she strikes an impressive pose before the negotiating table.
Emmelline having been here before, has already made her proposal to representative of Tyrell Corp. So she allows Illyana and Peyton to do the same. "And now we wait," she says with a chuckle, and a smile at the two women.
"Well, two Orderites at the same thing. I've already lost this one." Illyana shrugs. Flickering her fingers in a wave to Emmelline and Peyton, she steps on out; No point in wasting time and energy.
Peyton plants her hands on her hips and turns to the others, blinking doe-eyed innocence then turning her gaze to Emmelline. "Ah, I wasn't trying to upstage your offer. I was very focused on my pitch coming up the stairs I got sort of locked in." She says sheepishly.
'No no it's fine!," Emmelline says with a smile to Peyton. "I was offering on behalf of harriet's sect," she explains. "They need the resources more than the order does. So it's good that you're here to bye for our interests," gesturing at herself and Peyton, "as well.""
Peyton makes a pretend scandalized expression, then grins and nods her understanding, before turning back to the representative to smooze a little. "There's a Starbucks gift card in there too." She confides beneath her breath.
Emmellines Bargaining 241216
(Emmelline's bargaining)
[Sun Dec 15 2024]
In Town Hall Northern Meeting Room
It is about 50F(10C) degrees.
Emmelline walks up to representative of Tyrell Corp. "I'm interested in making a deal with you for my society. I'm ready to talk terms if you're willing."
'Oh hey there mate," Emmelline says with a smile to Illyana. "Oh and Payton. hello mate," she calls brightly."
Nodding to Emmelline, Illyana steps in, walks upto representative of Tyrell Corp and begins speaking. A firm hand shake, a winning smile, the removal of her sunglasses -And in spite of her unprofessional garb, Illyana begins. "Hello, and firstly, thank you for speaking to us all today. I'm representing the Vengeance of Ubaste today. We're an organization predicated on recovery of stolen goods and dealing with the oppression of those unfortunates victimized by enemies that I believe we both share. So if you contribute yourselves to aiding us, we can see our way to sharing our resources with you in a few of your matters. The technology Tyrell provides is instrumental to a lot of causes, and your cutting edge activities would vastly improve our operational ability." That said, she steps back, leaning against a wall.
Peyton struts in with a manilla filefolder tucked neatly under her arm, warming up a radiant smile to sweep the room with as she greets those gathered with a warm and southern, "Hey y'all." She drums her crimson fingernails against the folder as she untucks it from her arm and approaches the representative. "I've got a whole business proposal here for some operational initiatives that align with both of our organizations core goals and values." She says, reaching to adjust her glasses as she strikes an impressive pose before the negotiating table.
Emmelline having been here before, has already made her proposal to representative of Tyrell Corp. So she allows Illyana and Peyton to do the same. "And now we wait," she says with a chuckle, and a smile at the two women.
"Well, two Orderites at the same thing. I've already lost this one." Illyana shrugs. Flickering her fingers in a wave to Emmelline and Peyton, she steps on out; No point in wasting time and energy.
Peyton plants her hands on her hips and turns to the others, blinking doe-eyed innocence then turning her gaze to Emmelline. "Ah, I wasn't trying to upstage your offer. I was very focused on my pitch coming up the stairs I got sort of locked in." She says sheepishly.
'No no it's fine!," Emmelline says with a smile to Peyton. "I was offering on behalf of harriet's sect," she explains. "They need the resources more than the order does. So it's good that you're here to bye for our interests," gesturing at herself and Peyton, "as well.""
Peyton makes a pretend scandalized expression, then grins and nods her understanding, before turning back to the representative to smooze a little. "There's a Starbucks gift card in there too." She confides beneath her breath.