ShadowZero
The other two lizardmen kept quiet, their eyes swiftly scanning around the room. They were unarmed, though their armor and the way their presence imposed itself made them look like someone that'd be dangerous even if they were unarmed.
The lizardman spoke again, his soothing voice washed over Victor like waves on a quiet coast whose setting sunset filled one's soul and replenished one's body after a day of hard work. His hands were perpetually with their fingers touching themselves, lightly tapping in waves with metallic clicks of the prostheric triangular claws, made of an even more oppolent dark crystal.
"Greetings, Victor Mariendorf. I shall adress you as Victor from now on. Your company must be fairly new to the galactic stage, as your influence hasn't been quite pressureful in the market. We'd like to be better acquaintences with Naruman Dinamics, as we thoroughly believe in your potential."
Almost like the trick of a skillfull magician, a business card makes itself appearent through the periodic waves that the tapping of his hands make, it seems to be a white metallic yet matte paralelogram, with the three company letters etched into it, where the matte transitions into gloss, reflecting the colors of the business card.
"Nevertheless, you are likely interested in what we do. We specialize in Weapons and Defensive developments, our technology is the most cutting edge, able to damage even the most dangerous threats in the galaxy, our misterious villains, the Deltas.
We'd love to have you on our side, and I am sure that with out help, you will occupy the spotlight of the galactic market."
