Thylanos

She had to admit, first impressions were a little intimidating. She should have expected that, after all meeting people you had only ever seen on TV or on posters is always going to be different to how you expect. Captain Arturos Santos was no exception, she had been used to watching videos of his energetic speeches and other promotional material he did for the Global Government. The design of his armor cut an impressive figure from its cloaked frame and crowned helm, invoking visions of knights of old. Seeing the man in full battle regalia, calmly sitting at a desk as he gently tended and trimmed an impossibly small bonsai tree was an… interesting sight to say the least. “Thank you for being patient Miss Kochar, Brunhilde was overdue for a trim and I wanted to make sure to get it done today before I forget about it” Captain Santos’ voice still boomed slightly even when speaking casually, resonating with a slight robotic hint as it was broadcast from his helmet. The office he kept was