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Greg breathed a sigh of relief as Gidyun hadn't called him out for being late or anything. But then again he wasn't the only one who had come in late. He flipped open a notebook ready to take notes and looked around the table. He couldn't see anything but blurs on the far side but at least he could see the people closer. This was going to be a fun day. Maybe Amethyst would find them and bring them to him. One could hope. Listening to the others he fixed his tie.
Introductions? Oh yes...new people were here. Clearing his throat he smiled. "Hello everyone." And blurry spots down there. "I'm Gregory Michaels. Please call me Greg. I'm the Foreign Relations and Liaison to the Press Division Head. I'm also currently as blind as a bat so if I don't recognize your faces at the end of the table later I apologize." He looked toward Gid and shrugged. Better to be honest right?
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