Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190110155650/@comment-24510587-20190111023559

Josiah nodded at Ito and glanced at Jessica, but elected to say nothing about the, uh... age gap between her and Nissa.

"I trust she can pull her weight?"

Ito entered a little waiting room, with a secretary sat behind a desk. A painting of a grizzled man in his early fifties, dressed in a suit that contrasted with the weathered face, hung behind the desk.

"Can I help you?" The secretary asked, barely even looking up from the terminal he was typing on.