Akira Bessho
Johan walked through the halls of the Diocese on as fine a day as any, his steps measured and crisp. Of course, anyone passing by refrained from making a goose-step joke. The last guy to do that got shot in the face... With a three-hour lecture on appropriate workplace relations between subordinates and superiors. Today, Johan had scheduled a meeting with Imperator Gwynevere to discuss various topics of utmost importance. Yep. He didn't feel left out, ok? It's business you know?!
Ahem. Anyways. Johan lightly knocked on the door to Gweynevere's office three times before speaking up with his thickly-accented voice. "I have arrived for our meeting, Imperator." No, typing the accent out is cringy as hell. Use your imagination.
Ahem. Anyways. Johan lightly knocked on the door to Gweynevere's office three times before speaking up with his thickly-accented voice. "I have arrived for our meeting, Imperator." No, typing the accent out is cringy as hell. Use your imagination.