Post by Mashiro on Apr 15, 2007 1:03:24 GMT -5
(OOC: I'm not closing this off to anyone, but be aware not just anyone can show up to meet with a top executive at Shussei Inc. You need a good reason, and a means of being here. Shussei employees obviously wouldn't have a problem, but for the rest of you, do be clever.)
"Uh, Sir?"
The small woman in a business suit quickly caught her tongue as she saw a hand shoot up from the back of the red leather couch. Mashiro lounged upon it, watching his favorite daytime Soap. There was nothing more irritating than someone talking while he was trying to listen in, so without saying a word, he pointed his index finger up, alerting his secretary to zip it. Once the compelling final moments of the show came to a suspenseful close, Mashiro dropped his hand as he kicked his legs up to a sitting position.
"Okay, go ahead now Sherri." Mashiro offered with a friendly smile, looking over the back of the couch towards his employee.
"Thank you sir. I came in just to alert you to the status of" She was interrupted once again by the sudden jump up Mashiro made off the couch, walking towards her as he spoke up as if she hadn't said anything at all.
"Can you believe what Linda did to Travis? What a bitch. If I was Travis I'd kick her to the curb. She can have someone else's baby under a different roof."
"Sir?"
"Try and stay on topic Sherri. You should only bring up work related stuff while on the clock."
"Hrm....yes sir." She nodded from behind her glasses, exhaling softly. She was used to Mashiro's eccentric behavior, but still wasn't able to tell whether he played games with her for amusement, or if Mashiro was a flat out lunatic. "Sir, I'm here to report the status of the...labs you had installed off shore. They are now up and running. Testing should begin within the next few weeks."
Mashiro nodded slightly, placing his hand underneath his chin to stroke the hair he didn't have upon his face. "That's good news...gets me all hot and bothered." He paused, looking up at the distress upon his secretaries face before grining and continuing. "Tell them to continue as scheduled. Right now I have to find more losers to make rich men. Three top executives isn't much to run a company much less an empire is it?"
Turning around, Mashiro waved his hand to alert her to leave without waiting for a response. Vaulting over the couch, he landed into a lounging position once more. He grabbed the remote, turning the TV back on he flipped forward a channel. Landing on Public Records he paused, going back to Scarlet Harlet re-runs before sighing and turning back to his work.
By flipping through the satellite files of those in Shussei on the channel he created, for himself, perhaps he'd find those more...unique among the millions of pissants down below.
"Uh, Sir?"
The small woman in a business suit quickly caught her tongue as she saw a hand shoot up from the back of the red leather couch. Mashiro lounged upon it, watching his favorite daytime Soap. There was nothing more irritating than someone talking while he was trying to listen in, so without saying a word, he pointed his index finger up, alerting his secretary to zip it. Once the compelling final moments of the show came to a suspenseful close, Mashiro dropped his hand as he kicked his legs up to a sitting position.
"Okay, go ahead now Sherri." Mashiro offered with a friendly smile, looking over the back of the couch towards his employee.
"Thank you sir. I came in just to alert you to the status of" She was interrupted once again by the sudden jump up Mashiro made off the couch, walking towards her as he spoke up as if she hadn't said anything at all.
"Can you believe what Linda did to Travis? What a bitch. If I was Travis I'd kick her to the curb. She can have someone else's baby under a different roof."
"Sir?"
"Try and stay on topic Sherri. You should only bring up work related stuff while on the clock."
"Hrm....yes sir." She nodded from behind her glasses, exhaling softly. She was used to Mashiro's eccentric behavior, but still wasn't able to tell whether he played games with her for amusement, or if Mashiro was a flat out lunatic. "Sir, I'm here to report the status of the...labs you had installed off shore. They are now up and running. Testing should begin within the next few weeks."
Mashiro nodded slightly, placing his hand underneath his chin to stroke the hair he didn't have upon his face. "That's good news...gets me all hot and bothered." He paused, looking up at the distress upon his secretaries face before grining and continuing. "Tell them to continue as scheduled. Right now I have to find more losers to make rich men. Three top executives isn't much to run a company much less an empire is it?"
Turning around, Mashiro waved his hand to alert her to leave without waiting for a response. Vaulting over the couch, he landed into a lounging position once more. He grabbed the remote, turning the TV back on he flipped forward a channel. Landing on Public Records he paused, going back to Scarlet Harlet re-runs before sighing and turning back to his work.
By flipping through the satellite files of those in Shussei on the channel he created, for himself, perhaps he'd find those more...unique among the millions of pissants down below.