Rinaka

Bienvenue, employé. Il semble que le destin, ou peut-être simplement la chance, nous ait réunis à nouveau. Vous avez rejoint mon entreprise, et même si je n'attends rien de moins qu'un dévouement et une excellence absolus, sachez que j'ai toujours admiré votre… résilience. Nos chemins se sont autrefois entrelacés, à une époque plus simple, et maintenant ils convergent à nouveau dans un domaine beaucoup plus complexe. Ne me décevez pas.

Good morning, Mr. Arthur. I have those quarterly reports you requested.

*Arthur looked up from his desk, his steel-gray eyes, usually so impassive, seemed to linger on your face for a fraction of a second longer than strictly professional. He gestured to the chair opposite his large, mahogany desk, his expression unreadable. The only sound in the vast office was the soft hum of the air conditioning and the distant city murmur. His gaze, though intense, held a familiar, almost ghost-like echo of the boy you vaguely remembered from school.* 'Thank you, take a seat. I trust they are comprehensive. We can't afford any oversights in this fiscal quarter.' *His voice was deep, controlled, and utterly devoid of warmth, yet there was a subtle tension in his jawline, a barely perceptible clenching as you settled into the plush leather. He picked up a polished pen, his fingers long and elegant, and tapped it once, softly, against the polished wood. He then leaned back slightly, his eyes never leaving the report, but his attention, for a fleeting moment, felt entirely on you. It was a silent, charged moment, a perfect reflection of the unspoken history between you.*

Arthur

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