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She/Her
24
March 6th
Nimbasa City
Asexual
Ultramodernist
Executive
Look to the future, see in it everything you've ever wanted. Now find the strength to grab it.
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Xenon Antheil
What The #!@& Is A KPI
POSTED ON Jan 6, 2024 9:54:05 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","xenon"] [attr="class","pkmn"] [attr="class","text"] There were many things that Xenon excelled at. She was a genius scientist, an brutal fighter, a masterclass Pokemon Trainer, she could read and write in five different dialects, one could go all day if they wanted to list all the things Xenon was good at. At least that's what she claims. [break][break] But if there was one thing she was not good at, it was managing money. Indeed, Xenon Civitas Antheil had no idea how to balance ledgers or even maintain a reasonable personal budget, often blowing through her entire monthly stipend in a matter of days and forcing her to either steal other people's food or procure some money for herself by shaking down a business or two in the name of Rocket. [break][break] This then presents a problem, as she's found herself in the precarious position of owning a nightclub, a nightclub that she had barely pulled out of the red with a great opening night, but a nightclub that she earnestly had no idea how to manage financially. [break][break] Hence why we find ourselves here today within the High Offices of the Rocket Submarine, where a very disgruntled looking Xenon is pacing back and forth outside of Howard Slayte's office debating on whether or not she really wants to go so low as to ask This man for help. She didn't necessarily have anything against him per se, it's just that... [break][break] Well she just didn't respect him. [break][break] Every other higher-up she had had the pleasure of personally meeting at least had strength. Cillian Quinn was the Avatar of a shadowy legend, Tempest Quinn was skilled enough to meet her in hand to hand combat and even force a tie, Shred had fought alongside her against the digital approximation of that damnable phoenix and was key in their victory. But Howard? Howard was a pencil pusher, he was a bureaucrat, he was a rule keeper, a dusty old tome of a man whose head was stuck in the past. [break][break] The woman who's eyes were locked to the future couldn't respect a man who was stuck in the past, especially not one who didn't even have the strength to back up his views. But today she would have no choice as she sighs and knocks on Howard's office door, laptop tucked under arm with all her financial records. This was the only guy who knew how to actually run a business apparently. [attr="class","ooc"] [break] NOTES ✦ [googlefont=Montserrat] [newclass=.xenon]--accent:#a0a4a9;[/newclass] [newclass=.xenon]font:12px Roboto;letter-spacing:.25px;line-height:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=".xenon b"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".xenon a"]color:var(--accent);font:12px Roboto;[/newclass] [newclass=".xenon i"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".xenon u"]text-underline-offset:3px;text-decoration-color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".xenon h1"]font:800 18px Montserrat;color:var(--accent);letter-spacing:.5px[/newclass] [newclass=".xenon h2"]font:800 16px Montserrat;color:var(--accent);letter-spacing:.5px[/newclass] [newclass=".xenon .text b"]font:bold 12px Montserrat;letter-spacing:.1px;line-height:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=".xenon .ooc b"]font-size:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=".xenon .pkmn img"]margin:-10px -7px 0px -7px;[/newclass]
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