ShadowZero
Stepping into the ship, Victor can feel as though he trespeasses a light yet semi-permeable limit, a sudden yet subtle change of barometric pressure, air composition and water saturation within the ship's internals showcases a clear sign of a simulated atmosphere.
The two guards and the lizardman enter after Victor, and the ramp retracts into the side of the ship in a single motion. The ramp side of the mobile piece doesn't stay visible for long, as a wall slides and occults it, closing the shop to its own environement.
Victor is motioned towards a seat that naturally develops from a pillar on the wall. The Lizardmen seats on the opposing side of it. The seat is comfortable, the hyperweave leather is both strong and unwielding, yet it yields just enough to the pressure of Victor's back so that he slightly sinks into its fabric and the underlying expansive polymer underneath, acting as the stuffing. The chair slightly tilts downards, though it isn't something that Victor has control over, it seems to be an automatic reaction.
At this point, Victor realizes another three things. The first, is that there seem to be holographic windows in the interior of the ship, they broadcast the exterior, and though he didn't feel any sudden difference whilst he sat down, he can see that they have long left the station, and are now probably calculating or charging up for a jump. The liftoff from the ship was so smooth, he didn't even realize it lifted off in the first place.
The second thing, is that besides him there seems to be a cabinet full of alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks. They are from most varied sources all over the galaxy, and have the most diversity, as the cabinet is quite large and made of the same white marble-like matter adorned with modernistic golden angles.
The third thing is that the chair shifted a bit more due to the the pressure he applied on his index finger of his right hand as he slightly lifted up to look out the window. Looking at his arm's rest, it seems the chair has its controls there. It provides seat warming, massage cycles, air conditioning, and even the tilt of the chair. Air condition, humidity and the tilt seem to have been configured specially for a human, as the Musavians prefer a more water-saturated atmosphere, which the chair isolates Victor from, guaranteeing him a kind of comfort very few have felt in their lives, though Victor, being a man of great riches, was sure to have already been to similar conditions.
One of the guards heads towards the cockpit through a sophisticated door practically on the other side of the seat where Victor seats. The other Lizardman seems to have been sitting behind Victor, on another seat adjacent to the wall.
The Lizardman representing GL&M speaks, with his same soothing and encompassing voice, as if he's cradled Victor into his sweet embrace, and Victor suckles on his sweet buzzom of gentleness as if he were his child:
"So. Tell me more about your... Naruman Dynamics. As I said, we would be more than glad to invest in your development. I am all ears, as you know, Musavians are known to have quite prominent ears."
He lets outa slight chuckle, something he hadn't done before. Through his face, it seems like something so sincere that it's as if he was speaking to a childhood friend of his. He seems to be a professional of his job.
