Askeladd
Star
- Joined
- Apr 26, 2011
Damon was a simple guy just trying to make his way in the business world, he had worked for a while getting to his position and he was good at it which is why he was valued. He was not one of the top dogs in the company but he was right below them, he had enough power to get the things he wanted along with the money he wanted. All in all these things were very good and he had a good life, he was not a bad looking guy, he had money, he had some clout weren't these things what people tried so hard to get he asked himself as he exited the elevator for work. His clothing was the usual dark blue business suit, nice of course but not overly pricey as he wanted to look good not like a selfish prick who was flaunting stuff he did not have. His tie was a light red that blended in well and his shoes were black with a nice shine to them with each step. His hair a dirty blond color was properly combed back to show off his locks of hair, his eyes were a crimson color almost though some said ruby instead, but either way they were nice. His jaw was almost squared and his body maybe a bit fitter then the average person, but that was only due to a good diet and wanting to actually take care of himself. Though he was nowhere near as good looking as some of the ridiculous models you see these days, he was a bit cut but not to the point where you could see every little muscle and vein on his body. He was happy the way he was just above average as that was all he needed to be to live a good life he thought as he walked towards his office.
He walked in and set his hot cocoa on the desk carefully, he had never been one for coffee and while hot cocoa seemed a bit immature to most he liked to have it in the mornings as it would get very chilly. So he opted for hot cocoa and made it seem like it was coffee, no one ever asked if it was and he did not care to tell them it wasn't. Sitting in his chair he took a moment relax before he went to work, his fingers flew over the keyboard like he could see everything that he needed to type without needing to actually see it. He could see that the big case was coming up and soon he would have to do something to stop his rival from getting a hold in this case and winning it or else his stock would plummet as a younger lawyer.
He walked in and set his hot cocoa on the desk carefully, he had never been one for coffee and while hot cocoa seemed a bit immature to most he liked to have it in the mornings as it would get very chilly. So he opted for hot cocoa and made it seem like it was coffee, no one ever asked if it was and he did not care to tell them it wasn't. Sitting in his chair he took a moment relax before he went to work, his fingers flew over the keyboard like he could see everything that he needed to type without needing to actually see it. He could see that the big case was coming up and soon he would have to do something to stop his rival from getting a hold in this case and winning it or else his stock would plummet as a younger lawyer.