Post by king on Jul 1, 2011 11:40:00 GMT -5
( Sorry for the Late post was in a bunch of mess )
There were a lot of people storming into the building of the Creed Organization. " Wow I hope that this Creed thing actually turns out to become a big hit ". Poot said softly as he was resting carelessly against a wall next to the elevator smoking a cigarette. Inhaling the last puff of nicotine that the cigarette offered he began to finally move up to the next floor. He wasted to much time messing observing his future business partners but now it was time to see what Creed was really about. Making his way up to the second flight he noticed a man letting people through a door into another room. Paying him no mind, anyone else or anything that was happening as long as it didn't interfere what he had to do he didn't care. " Whats up man so this is where everyone is meeting up at huh, well I'm going through I'm number two". Without the mans permission or with his permission Poot made it clear that he was going into the room. Though it seemed as if a bunch of people were also trying to make there way into the room but once again Poot paid them no mind and ignored them by not saying a word, noticing them of course but keeping himself distance from any type of conversation that might strike up between him and someone else. He didn't want to become allies with a business partner and wanted to keep it all professional at all times. When Poot entered the room he seen the person that ran Creed, Drake. Walking over to his seat he eyed Drake down knowing that he was one away from being number one but at the same time he wanted to know what these numbers meant or what Creed was really about so before he opened his mouth and started some type of conflict he sat in his seat, shut his mouth, leaned back in his chair, folded his arms behind his head, and awaited for the meeting to start.