[ASTA HQ] The Dark Mes, Revelation [Mercury] Aug 2, 2020 3:43:17 GMT -4
Post by Sonya Chernova on Aug 2, 2020 3:43:17 GMT -4
At 1pm, down to the very second, a limousine pulled up along the sidewalk that crossed in front of the Fuchu Forest Art Theatre. The jet black vehicle bore no discerning markers besides a legal license plate. A man in a dark designer suit stepped out of the front passenger seat, his hands behind his back as he stepped around to open the door for the VIP they had arrived for. Sirens blared nearby, word had already caught that a band of the Goddess Cult Radicals were up to god knows what about ten blocks away. The doorman, bowed deeply, at a sharp ninety degree angle before standing up straight.
"All assurances have been made to give you your privacy, Ma'am," The man said, letting the implication hang in the air as it became obvious that any heroes or cops that would be in the vicinity were certainly somewhere else. The man closed the door for her and whomever she brought along; maintaining a bow as they got into the car for six seconds before returning to the passenger seat. The vehicle departed with no hesitation, the interior was luxurious but simple; the trappings of wealth more subtle. Flair and panache were in the details, the seats were not only heated but designed to acknowledge the body type and internal body temperature of the passenger and calculate an optimal temperature. Ice cold drinks, non-alchoholic out of professionalism, sat in a glowing auto-cooler.
Most importantly, a woman with red hair and the eyes of someone who has ended a life before sat in the seat across from them. Her smile was friendly, if a bit mischevious, though it was the kind of smile that struck one as perpetual and not rooted in any actual desire to cause trouble. She introduced herself as Atalanta, her mistresses' butler and servant. It was her duty to ensure their ride was comfortable until they arrived at their destination. The ride was brief as well, lanes reserved for the Mayor were used when the opportunity rose. Eventually though, they arrived at the intended destination. ASTA Corporate Headquarters, entering through the private gate to the second basement level garage. From there, they were escorted with all respectful haste to the executive elevator.
One hundred floors, they shot to the top in moments.
And there they were.
The room that Mercury would step out into was nothing short of exotic. While the rest of the building was spartan in it's elegance. Sonya Chernova spared no expense for the greater corporate board-office of ASTA Corporation. The room was a massive square, making up a full fifty percent of the floor. The rooms around it were restrooms and private meeting spaces among other things. The floor, the ceilings, and the walls were all touch-panel displays designed by the company. With the help of holography technology, the room could look like... anywhere. Today. The massive oval-shaped table of black stone was in the center of a magnificent traditional japanese bamboo garden. One could smell the scents unique to the environment in the air and feel a gentle breeze that came from an unseen vent.
Standing at the head of the table, her fingers on the surface, stood the woman herself. The glowing pink eyes of Ishtar were replaced with an easy lavender color. She wore a white suit that with her marble-white skin and white hair made her look like some kind of statue. Her smile reached her eyes as her guests approached and she stepped around the table. "This has been too long coming, You must be Mercury," Sonya, or rather, the most wanted villain in Japan, Ishtar, said.
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