An African accented voice replies, "This is Black Panther of Wakanda, requesting permission to land and speak with Lex Luthor about a private business arrangement."
"Mr. Blackpanther, you are cleared to land on Pad 23-19. Mr. Luthor will meet you there."
"Thank you." The ship does so. A ramp is let down a moment later and a well-dressed African man walks out in peaceful vestments. He is escorted by Dora Miljae who are positioned around him in a square.
"Mr. Blackpanther, you are cleared to land on Pad 23-19. Mr. Luthor will meet you there."
"Thank you." The ship does so. A ramp is let down a moment later and a well-dressed African man walks out in peaceful vestments. He is escorted by Dora Miljae who are positioned around him in a square.
Lex meets him at the edge of the landing pad. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr. T'Challa. I'm Lex Luthor, founder and head of LexCorp."
"Thank you." The ship does so. A ramp is let down a moment later and a well-dressed African man walks out in peaceful vestments. He is escorted by Dora Miljae who are positioned around him in a square.
Lex meets him at the edge of the landing pad. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr. T'Challa. I'm Lex Luthor, founder and head of LexCorp."
The Dora Miljae step aside to allow him to get close to T'challa, "I know who you are. I've come about a private business deal that I'd like discussed privately."
Lex meets him at the edge of the landing pad. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr. T'Challa. I'm Lex Luthor, founder and head of LexCorp."
The Dora Miljae step aside to allow him to get close to T'challa, "I know who you are. I've come about a private business deal that I'd like discussed privately."
"The private office on this floor is completely soundproof. We can talk there." He motions to his security to stand aside and walks towards the door.
The Dora Miljae step aside to allow him to get close to T'challa, "I know who you are. I've come about a private business deal that I'd like discussed privately."
"The private office on this floor is completely soundproof. We can talk there." He motions to his security to stand aside and walks towards the door.
"The private office on this floor is completely soundproof. We can talk there." He motions to his security to stand aside and walks towards the door.
T'challa nods and, with his Dora Miljae, follows.
They enter the skyscraper, and Lex leads them to a secure room a few hallways away from the landing pad. Once they have entered the room and it has been locked down, they sit at the table.
"Now, what was it you wanted to talk to me about, Mr. T'challa?"
They enter the skyscraper, and Lex leads them to a secure room a few hallways away from the landing pad. Once they have entered the room and it has been locked down, they sit at the table.
"Now, what was it you wanted to talk to me about, Mr. T'challa?"
"Wakanda, as you probably know, is one of the most protected places in the world. We have security for everything-- except Kryptonians. I'm here to purchase a rather large amount of Kryptonite. You can name the price and we will ship it ourselves."
They enter the skyscraper, and Lex leads them to a secure room a few hallways away from the landing pad. Once they have entered the room and it has been locked down, they sit at the table.
"Now, what was it you wanted to talk to me about, Mr. T'challa?"
"Wakanda, as you probably know, is one of the most protected places in the world. We have security for everything-- except Kryptonians. I'm here to purchase a rather large amount of Kryptonite. You can name the price and we will ship it ourselves."
"Tell me, Mr. T'challa, why do you want security against Kryptonians?"
"Wakanda, as you probably know, is one of the most protected places in the world. We have security for everything-- except Kryptonians. I'm here to purchase a rather large amount of Kryptonite. You can name the price and we will ship it ourselves."
"Tell me, Mr. T'challa, why do you want security against Kryptonians?"
OOC: You forgot your awesome NPC profile.
IC: "Just as a precaution. It's the one thing we aren't already prepared for."
T'challa smiles, "You aren't 'giving' it away. We wish to purchase it and supply the necessary transportation to get it to Wakanda."
"Perhaps I misspoke. Why should I sell my Kryptonite reserves to you? Why do you have a reason to fear Kryptonian
"Who doesn't? Superman, at any moment, could topple every world power, government, and organization off its feet in less than a week. My people feel vulnerable and I, as their king, wish to obviate that. And I'm not asking for all your reserves. Just enough to supply a decent defense. We're just thinking ahead for future crisis. Surely you empathize." T'challa folds his arms across his chest, leaning into the back of his chair.
"Perhaps I misspoke. Why should I sell my Kryptonite reserves to you? Why do you have a reason to fear Kryptonian
"Who doesn't? Superman, at any moment, could topple every world power, government, and organization off its feet in less than a week. My people feel vulnerable and I, as their king, wish to obviate that. And I'm not asking for all your reserves. Just enough to supply a decent defense. We're just thinking ahead for future crisis. Surely you empathize." T'challa folds his arms across his chest, leaning into the back of his chair.
"A valid point, sir. I myself have.... struggled.... with Superman at times and can indeed empathize with your dilemma. Are you interested in any specific LexCorp kryptonite-based technology or simply raw material?"
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