<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQhgcMDP5fdCLD9iD0uO8RTLAHxkGrPcES-zlnKdKUGyQIYqqBmrrEaBWQc97IoYgRBZVw&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><strong>Name</strong>Felix Pardux (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=338172.msg16051177#msg16051177)<br/><strong>Location</strong>Penthouse apartment in the nicest part of the South<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>12th Ovrarian, 9 o'clock<br/><strong>Tagging</strong><open><br/><strong>Extra</strong><br/><br/>“Ahhhh.  Damn!”  He rolled out of bed naked and hit the floor, it was early morning, he woke up at 7am because he did, his body was on a schedule and it was hard to get off even on holidays.  But here he was on the floor working on pushups his thick muscular frame easily cranked out, 200 in intervals of 50, he did crunches about the same and finished up with a couple dozen planks.  Before going to shower and get dressed.<br/><br/>He was shirt and tie with a vest only because finding a jacket to fit his big ass was a pain, most of time it would be ripped before noon with any amount of flexing.  The vest gave him style without appearing too dressy.<br/><br/>He showered and changed as he looked at himself in the mirror and put on his sunglasses as he moved to check on a few things.  He was done with the Queen’s holdings by 9am he returned with his report as he let her know when he was back and she would summon him when she was ready.  In the meantime he would check the new reports and finish his research on getting their man out.  He wasn’t going to sing because he didn’t know the song.  He kept most things on a need to know and very few…needed to know.<br/>