Slate Estrada
Character
Sitting in his office, Slate continuously bounced a rubber ball of the wall. It was a simple, and unexpected game for a soldier of 14 years and CEO of a Galatic-wide comapny to pay. But it kept him distracted. Slate had plans for a contract with a robotics company, which was a similar size to The Orion Corporation, SolaraTron Industries. The owner of the business, who was also the man Slate was trying to set up a communication link with was [member="Ice"]. A soldier. Ice and Slate had their similarities, political views was no one of these similarities.
"Sir, a link has been set up with the CEO of SolaraTron Industries." A feminine voice came through a receiver located at Slate's left arm. The voice belonged to his secretary, who was attempting to contact the client all day, without much success. "Perfect." Slate replied, "Transfer me over please."
A beep signalled the line had been switched, hopefully Slate was now connected directly to [member="Ice"]. In situations like this, first impressions mattered. So no matter how much the twos opinions differentiate, he couldn't start any arguments.
"Hello, is this the CEO of SolaraTron Industries?" "If so, this is Slate Estrada, CEO and founder of The Orion Corporation. And I have a proposition for you." He would speak directly into the transmitter, hoping Ice was on the other side.
[member="Ice"]
"Sir, a link has been set up with the CEO of SolaraTron Industries." A feminine voice came through a receiver located at Slate's left arm. The voice belonged to his secretary, who was attempting to contact the client all day, without much success. "Perfect." Slate replied, "Transfer me over please."
A beep signalled the line had been switched, hopefully Slate was now connected directly to [member="Ice"]. In situations like this, first impressions mattered. So no matter how much the twos opinions differentiate, he couldn't start any arguments.
"Hello, is this the CEO of SolaraTron Industries?" "If so, this is Slate Estrada, CEO and founder of The Orion Corporation. And I have a proposition for you." He would speak directly into the transmitter, hoping Ice was on the other side.
[member="Ice"]