Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170530194819/@comment-5543592-20170628234505

The office was quaint. Little selves with books lined one wall, filing cabinets the other. The rug was soft, a warm golden brown colour. The desk, which faced the door, was mahogany, and waxed. The Director's chair was wheeled, leather desk chair, and was currently turned away from the group, to face a massive floor-ceiling window that overlooked the Undercity.

There were mutliple chairs situated facing the desk, as if prepared for a meeting, and actually enough for each Outsider to have a seat. The Director didn't seem to have noticed the group yet, still looking out the window, admiring his city.