Badass Freaking Overlord Zetta (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
badassfreakingoverlord) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
trans_92011-04-24 12:47 pm
badassfreakingoverlord) wrote in trans_92011-04-24 12:47 pm
Entry tags:
Calling for a Council?
Feet propped on a table, leaning back in a rather comfy chair he'd stolen out of Engineering, Zetta absently flipped through the large packet in which he'd compiled his many proposals as he waited for the rest of the Council to arrive.
As he reached the last page in the packet, he snickered. "'Alexander, God of Destructions, smells.' That never gets old!" Not that he actually expected that particular proposal to be passed. It was just bargaining leverage, something that could easily be cut as a concession to get some of the rest of the stuff past the peaceniks and love-and-rainbows crowd.
"I feel like I should have a nameplate," he said, looking down at the table.
As he reached the last page in the packet, he snickered. "'Alexander, God of Destructions, smells.' That never gets old!" Not that he actually expected that particular proposal to be passed. It was just bargaining leverage, something that could easily be cut as a concession to get some of the rest of the stuff past the peaceniks and love-and-rainbows crowd.
"I feel like I should have a nameplate," he said, looking down at the table.