Isin strode confidently towards the large building, not sparing a glance at the holographic logo overhead; he knew perfectly well where he was going. He was only on the pathetic planet for the specific purpose of meeting with the ARI Corp people- aside from his business there he held no interest in Nuana or its shoddy, nauseating light up signs. He fingered the thin metal chain around his neck with a claw, tracing his scaled flesh over the smooth coins depicting the various shapes, all of which resembled large, Ryun'Eli heads. As he walked through the entryway he casually slipped the chain back under his body suit, an intricate combination of silver, gold and black that visually represented the undeniable and perpetual superiority of the Holy Empire of Tara'zhel. The black announced his military background, of course- only some would recognize it as such, however, as he fully expected the intelligence of those around him to be lacking. He was a long way from his homeland, after all.<br/><br/>The chamber was large, with numerous smooth pillars with holographic posters on them, which he ignored; he did notice that in some places the surfaces were somewhat reflective, allowing him to glimpse his grey skin with its occasional dark gold markings as he walked by. His light blue eyes flicked momentarily upward to view his silvery-grey feathers as well, which were, as always, tied back in a single bundle, though some of the feathers were concealed by his heavy, prominent horns. There was a long knife at his side, though he had no need for weapons at the time. Carrying it was merely a force of habit.<br/><br/>He reached the front desk, watching distastefully as the human female stared up at his hulking 8'9" frame. She opened her mouth but he opened his as well, forestalling her before she could speak.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">"You may address me, <span style="font-style: italic">human</span>."  </span><br/><br/>Her face paled somewhat, and she licked her lips before attempting to speak once again. He stared unblinkingly down at her, his eyes scanning her face and the desk in front of her. It was of inferior craftsmanship, like everything else he'd seen since leaving Zylatepth for the second time. However it made sense not to waste something of quality on the useless thing sitting in front of him.<br/><br/>"Uh… we-welcome to ARI Corp. C-can I help you with something?"<br/><br/>The question made him sneer, revealing a quarter inch of the razor-sharp white fangs lining his mouth. Scarcely a moment spent within this hovel, and he was already being insulted by a female of an inferior race. His tail tapped lightly against the floor behind him, the powerful muscles controlling it mostly restrained for the time-being in spite of his affront.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">"Help <span style="font-style: italic">me</span>? That is most unlikely, human. You would be lucky to be granted the opportunity to <span style="font-style: italic">serve</span> me, providing you learn how to watch your tongue." </span><br/><br/>When she did nothing but stare at him, visibly lost for words, he moved slightly closer and peered down at her, watching her recoil slightly.<span style="color: #00FF00">"I am here for a briefing. If you must direct me, do it swiftly." </span><br/><br/>"What… what is the name?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">"Isin Grivaal."</span><br/><br/>"Ah… the Strategic Coordinator. I will, uh, set the elevator to take you to the briefing room."<br/><br/>He grunted, though it was more of a snort, and moved past her to the elevator that stood waiting, its doors open and beckoning.<br/><br/>When he emerged again a short time later, his ears still hurting from the atrocious music that had been playing within the metal box, he immediately saw a circular room waiting up ahead at the end of the wide hall he was standing in. As he drew closer, he could see that the room contained a round table and was extremely plain and drab, which was an immense relief after the vile lights he'd been subjected to elsewhere on the disappointing rock these people considered a planet.<br/><br/>He entered the room and was immediately stopped in his tracks; a female Ryun'Eli, extremely young, sat in one of the chairs around the table.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-style: italic">What the-? This one should be with her people. We have need of females like this, there are few enough as it is</span>,</span>he thought, his outrage undoubtedly showing on his face. He saw that there was also a female Gailu, with pale scales and blood red fins atop her head. He spared her the most momentary of dismissive glances before his eyes locked onto the Taekata seated alongside the young Ryun'Eli. He sneered at the creature as he found a seat of his own. Seated next to her like that, it could have been a mate, disgusting as the thought was to him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">"Insect,"</span>he said in a voice that was akin to a mumble, but loud enough to carry.