<div class="floatright">(https://drscdn.500px.org/photo/233996993/m%3D900/v2?user_id=15258111&amp;webp=true&amp;sig=b90ebac02e9dda10b2f9bec799e0a04e2130f8be0e462e8165ad848d1cc01eb2)<br/><div align="center"><strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Mateo Lucas</span></span></em></strong></div></div><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Mateo was too caught up in his own world to notice the smile fading from the blonde observer. Rebecca charged him head on and he felt a thrill that took over him. She made him excited to be engaged in a discussion about his own creation. She gave him that exhilarating feeling of protecting his kingdom. Just as Becky was fighting for her own beliefs, he was too. An epic battle, like the ones he wanted to include in his game. Not a five minutes cut scene of swords clashing and flashy moves. No, an epic debate between two nations within the royal halls of one area or another.<br/><br/>This is why he couldn't remain seated. The constricting nature of a chair always hindered his mind. It is why whenever he made a public appearance, he walked back and forth on the stage. The sense of freedom while expressing his thoughts was important. Sometimes more important than others trying to force their own presence around him. But not right now. Not when he wanted to alley with people who could help him soar those elusive skies he couldn't reach on his own.<br/><br/>But the battle barely begun, and it was a two on one and the odds were not set in stone. It was clear when Anissa stepped in, in verbal and physical fashion when she put herself between him and Rebecca. Still fortified in her stance with her arms crossed before her, almost putting attention to her own luscious physique, or so his eyes interpreted that. But a momentary lapse of attention as he gazed below her eyes, until her voice summoned his eyes up to meet her gaze.<br/><br/>He felt her tone was similar to his own. More so, she was barely hiding the fact that he needed them more than they did. Of course, the way Anissa built up to the eventual question made his smile grow wider and wider before her eyes. He didn't feel insulted. On the contrary, Anissa was speaking a language he was quite fluent in. There wasn't much of a pause between her last and his answer.<br/><br/>"I give you the chance to create your own Zelda. Your own Final Fantasy." He pushed himself to a perfect stand and turned around to face the screen, pointing towards Vyrona's picture as he continued on, "You made it clear what sort of characters you wanted, and that I think ... Is the beginning of understand what Abyss can do to Otter."<br/><br/>Mateo turned around again, to face both ladies, though the focus was on Anissa since she put herself in the spotlight, "I already promised to offer you access to all that Abyss has to offer, but I believe that wasn't enough. Certainly other studios would've jumped on the mere chance of a partial cooperation. But then again, other studios couldn't make a good game to begin with." Condescending? You betcha. Mateo couldn't respect anyone who compromised their passion for a quick cash grab or a spot at fame for a month or two. This is why Otter was now becoming a challenge. A conquest he must achieve.<br/><br/>Stepping closer towards the blonde, their eyes bound by an invisible tether. He didn't stop until he was two steps away from Anissa. His hands tucked behind his back, and his heart, for some reason was beating all too fast. It wasn't the thrill of the negotiation. Well not the only reason. Stepping closer to her, something kicked in and he wasn't about to lose his focus to understand what it is.<br/><br/>"Naughty Otter isn't the same as any other studio. And with all I have at your service. I have to ask, what does Naughty Otter want?" He leaned forward just a head, to add emphasis to what he was about to say, "Pass on the chance to create a masterpiece, and continue to work on mobile games? Choose the comfortable corner you created to yourself, or take a leap of faith where you can spread your passion to a greater audience?" He arched an eyebrow at her. This was the moment that could make or break the deal. No use beating around the bushes. Mateo was confident in everything he said. But what about them?</div>