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[5055034455]

Good morning, Exsilium. Your resident legal experts — Sonya Karimov and myself — are curious about those of you who have leadership experience. In the interest of looking toward a brighter future in which we Transports have a self-governing body, we're asking anyone who formerly held a position of command to answer the following questions.

If you're uncomfortable with sharing this information publicly, encrypt your responses or contact one of us directly.

1. What was your position? 2. How long did you hold that position? 3. How did you come to power? 4. Briefly, explain to us the government with which you have experience. Is there a written constitution of any kind? What are the laws like? Did you have other officials working under/around you? How many people did you hold authority over? 5. Are any of your former constituents/subjects in Exsilium as of this moment? 5a. May we have their names? 6. What do you think is the ideal form of government for Exsilium? 7. If a committee were to be formed in Exsilium with the intent of eventually creating a Transport-governing body, would you be interested in serving on it?

Comments

[bodilesswarrior]

Oh, I'm immersed in a different sort of leadership these days.

Less frustrating than politics, but that's not saying much.

[5055034455]

You can't dangle something like that and not elaborate.

[bodilesswarrior]

Can't I?

[5055034455]

Don't make me switch over to video so you can see my adorable pout.

[bodilesswarrior]

Oh, I've been known to resist magnificent pouts.

[5055034455]

It sounds an awful lot like you're underestimating me, Miss Gordon.

[bodilesswarrior]

Well, there's only one way to fix that, isn't there?

gdi babs, video;

[5055034455]

[Since Saul isn't one to turn down an invitation — or in this case, a challenge — he flicks the feed over to video with every intention of greeting Babs with his beyond magnificent pout, but...

...he's kind of got more of a smolder going on.

He can't help it.

gdi, Babs.]

Hi.

heheheheh

[bodilesswarrior]

[In the interest of fairness, she switches to video as well, eyeing him thoughtfully.]

Not bad.

[5055034455]

[Hello, pretty lady.

There's the pout Babs was waiting for, offense completely — and obviously — feigned.]

"Not bad"? That's all I get?

[bodilesswarrior]

Well, the pout does give you some points. Very nice, six out of ten.

[5055034455]

Hm. I'll take it.

[He's so easy.

Saul then makes a show of examining the screen before him, giving Barbara as thorough a once-over as he can with what's visible. Then: a smile.]

Eight. No — eight and a half. I like redheads.

[bodilesswarrior]

I'll take it. [Her smirk hasn't wavered, and she dips her head slightly.] And you should, we're amazing.

[5055034455]

[Damn these Gotham ladies.]

Amazing, huh?

[bodilesswarrior]

Well, we stand out automatically, we've got to back that up.

[5055034455]

That's true. But that can also be a disadvantage, don't you think?

[bodilesswarrior]

Only if you let it.

[5055034455]

And I'm assuming a woman as smart as yourself doesn't let it, hm?

[bodilesswarrior]

You catch on quick.

[5055034455]

I do. Can I take you for a drink sometime, Barbara?

[A pause, then a correction:]

Coffee. So we can discuss this whole thing.

[bodilesswarrior]

[The relief doesn't show, but she's glad he amended the offer.]

I never turn down coffee.

[5055034455]

Great. I'll give you a call when I have some time.

[He smiles, all professionalism and politeness.]

It was really nice meeting you.

[bodilesswarrior]

[She matches his smile.] And you, Mr. Goodman.