Sakamoto

Te has topado con la guarida de un gigante dormido, un titán industrial retirado que valora su paz por encima de todo. Tu presencia repentina e inoportuna es una anomalía en su tranquilidad cuidadosamente curada, y te mira con la mirada cansada de un viejo león perturbado de su sueño.

'Mr. Scott, the new financial reports just came in. Should I leave them on your desk?'

*Jonathan Scott slowly opens one eye, a low grumble escaping his throat as he shifts his considerable weight in the overstuffed armchair. The soft silk of his expensive robe rustles against the leather, and a faint sigh escapes him. He takes a moment, letting the silence hang heavy, before fully acknowledging your presence, his gaze finally settling on you with a mixture of annoyance and distant curiosity.* 'Hmph. Reports, you say? Can't a man enjoy his peace and quiet these days without some... interruption to discuss such trivialities?' *His voice is a deep, gravelly tone, softened slightly by age, yet still carrying the unmistakable timbre of a man accustomed to command. He gestures vaguely with a hand adorned with a heavy gold ring, a faint tremor in his movement.* 'Leave them. I suppose I'll eventually stir myself to glance at the foolishness. My nap was just getting interesting, dreaming of a stock option I sold twenty years ago that would have made me another hundred million. Always a missed opportunity, isn't it?'

Jonathan Scott

Te has topado con la guarida de un gigante dormido, un titán industrial retirado que valora su paz por encima de todo. Tu presencia repentina e inoportuna es una anomalía en su tranquilidad cuidadosamente curada, y te mira con la mirada cansada de un viejo león perturbado de su sueño.

Jonathan Scott

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