Future King, Evil Plans, and Corporate Greeed

[Ray]

Donald Acheron sat in his lofty corporate office overlooking the high rise of New York City. His legs were crossed and his fingers intertwined in a pyramid shape. He had a very pleased look on his face. 

Donald Archeron was not only the President and Founder of Archeron Medicine, a multi-million dollar pharmaceutical company, but was secretly a creature known by a select few as a Greeed, a being of pure desire. 

[Giru]

A man dressed in a pinstriped suit had entered the offices of Acheron Medicine and immediately ascended to the top of the building. He didn't have an appointment, but he didn't need one.

[Ray]

A phone rang and Donald raised his brow before answering, "Yes? What is it? I see.. No, that won't be necessary. Let him through."

Donald hanged up and frowned. By his receptionist description of the man heading to its office, it was all to clear who had come to pay him a visit.

[Giru]

The man walked through the door of Mr. Acheron's office and looked at him through piercing purple eyes.

"You've done well for yourself." he said in all-too-familiar voice. "Yessss."

[Ray]

Donald turned his seat before standing up to face the new arrival. He then dropped into a bow.

"Master Giru, I didn't expect your visit."

[Giru]

"Are we alone?" Giru asked, looking around the room to see if there were any sort of cameras watching them. Humans had a thing for cameras, he had noticed.

[Ray]

Donald rose, nodding.

"The room is quite secure. I have the best security money can offer. I'm sure if there are any human spies, you will not doubt sniff them out, oh great one."

[Giru]

"Good." Giru nodded. "We have important business to discuss."

[Ray]

Donald nodded before crossing the room and began pouring a glass.

"Care for anything, my liege? My office has a fully stocked bar."

[Giru]

"The strongest drink you have." Giru replied.

[Ray]

"I'll mix some vodka and rum then."

He handed Giru his glass before returning his desk, a glass of white win in hand.

"Now what sort of important business did you have in mind?"

[Giru]

Giru took a sip of the beverage. It certainly was strong, but didn't cause too much discomfort.

"Have you been keeping track of the Empty?" he asked.

[Ray]

"Their activity has been.. quiet these past years. Just as our brethren have been. With so few Medals between them, they are most certainly afraid to act and draw attention to themselves. I myself have not encountered my chosen Hunter for some odd twenty years."

[Giru]

"They are slippery customers, yessssss." Giru agreed. "They have given me no trouble yet, but we must remain vigilant."

[Ray]

"Indeed," he nodded, "They may have gotten the upper hand in the past, but their age has long past and their power waning, they will not be a threat to us much longer I assure you."