 *Eating chili with Sirius* Red Ninja*Raspberry White Chocolate Mocha
Medea immediately made her way to the conference room; she would not be late. She was never late. Her black cloak swished at her ankles as she walked into the room. The room looked comfortable, she wished it didn’t. The dark haired woman didn’t believe work was a place to feel ‘squishy’ and comfortable. Whatever. It wasn’t her choice…. Yet. Oh yes, if it was her choice all the chairs would be stiff backed wood apparatuses.
Her eyes landed on a woman, and then her Leo Mason Mr. Everard. Without a word she sat down directly across from Mason.
Without looking up, she opened a file she carried in and started to review the information. There were things she could do while she was waiting for the meeting to start. Medea started to review the possibilities for her minions. |