Damien wouldn't even notice the man that entered the room at the ring of the bell, he had no intention of taking his eyes off the woman. He would nod with a smile at the woman's words about being bold, truth be told it was more that he was blunt. If he saw something he like or wanted, he was sure to let it be known even if he still tried to maintain a professional decorum. He watched as she adjusted herself, but just before she spoke a knock would come to the door. Damien would keep his eyes on the woman as the man sat the tray down and left, the male's heart leapt when he saw the woman stand. Finally he would get a look at all of her, he thought to himself though his face would hide his inner excitement. He would drink in her perfect form as she rounded the desk and poured two glasses, it was exceptionally beautiful and just as intoxicating as the woman's facial features. Damien could tell the woman was smart and sophisticated, making the attraction he felt towards her all the more prominent than it would be if she was just a pretty face. He could see him actually enjoying conversations with her, not just the satisfaction of the flesh but of the mind as well. "Thank you, Mi Lady"
Damien would reply as he took the glass she offered him, he didn't mind waiting to continue their conversation as if gave him more time to simply look at her and some of the best business happened after a few drinks were shared. The male would watch as she drank her glass following suit as if racing her to see who would finish their glass first. She would win, though only by a few milliseconds. The male would hold up his glass allowing her to fill it as she spoke, once filled he would begin drinking as she spoke his eyes watching her from around the glass until it was gone. As she turned her body towards him, a smile would form on his face both from her words and the thought of him holding those hips. He would smile when the woman asked how he had been successful in his endeavor of trading information, he enjoyed her looking him over almost as much as he enjoyed looking at her and the bulge in his pants would say as much. He would lift his own empty glass as Kara went to fill hers again, quietly just watching her. He half wondered how well she could hold her sake, and how long before he drank her under the table or she cut her self off as Ryuko did. For Damien alcohol was his favorite drink since his first taste at the age of eight, a celebration of his genius with his father selling the boys first design and starting Darhk Industries. Since that day he would drink alcohol anytime business was conducted, he has built up quite a tolerance allow him to be able to drink most under the table in competitions and still be able to function.
Damien would let the silence left by Kara linger in the air, while he began drinking his third glass. Once done he would let his arms rest on each side of the chairs armrests, "I have been successful because I always make it a point to be the smartest man in the room. As for my looks, my muscles are merely the result of years spent working with my hands and perfecting my craft. You might find me to be capable of many things, Mi Lady"
The male would reply with a smile while twirling his empty glass slightly, his tone soft as he spoke to her though left vague enough that it could be translated to mean a wide variety of different meanings. He made a point to say smartest man in the room to signify that he did not think he was smarter than her or that he thought she was less than him, just as he didn't twirl his glass expecting her to fill it. It was all about figuring the woman out, what kind of host she was and what kind of services she was interested in. "I also find that money has a way of opening doors that would otherwise remain closed, and then there's always Saburo."
Damien would pause pointing behind him at the door, "My man Saburo, may be dumber than a box of rocks but I trust him with my life. Why? Because I pay him to protect my life with his own, and I pay him well. Truth be told he was the first man that was sent to kill me."
Damien would laugh slightly before standing and lifting his shirt and vest, his well toned abs would have a single large scar on his abdomen on the left side not far from his heart. "The brute would have killed me with the second blow, but then I told him I would pay him double what they were paying him if they he brought me their heads."
Damien finished lowering his shirt back down, and taking another drink if Kara had filled his empty glass for the fourth time. He didn't have to say the rest, the fact that Saburo was now working for Damien would say it all. The fact that he paid a man to kill for him would also speak to his character, as well as tell what happened to those that crossed him. "Everyone has a price, Mi Lady"
he would add after finishing his drink once more, allowing the words to linger as he moved towards her. If the woman didn't step away from him they would be almost touching as he leaned forward to place the glass down on the desk next to her, he would step back wishing he could have lingered near her longer but he did not want to press his luck. "You ask for transparency, I can give you that. Outside your village walls sits what I call a shuttle, an airship that allows traveling far easier than any other means of transportation. I also have airships of war, chakra cannons, defenses for villages, I have drones that you can manipulate through chakra and cast jutsu through as a medium. My company can make anything and everything from the simple to the complex, we have a pharmaceutical department capable of making anything from medicines to poisons and everything in between. I have a business relationship with both Kumogakure and Konohagakure, and I wish to do similar business with you. I can also offer you shares in my company that will earn the village extra income, as well as offer job opportunities to the people of Sunagakure."
Damien could go on and on with a laundry list of things that he had to offer, however he did not wish to bore her. So instead he would move on to what he was wanting in return, "I am a man of science, research, and creation. What I seek other than the comfort of a good woman and money is knowledge, I have heard rumors of Human Puppets."
The male's eyes would narrow as he gauged the woman's reaction now that he was getting to why he was here, "I have heard it's a closely guarded secret of your people, among other things. I wish to learn more about it if that is possible, I believe it can help me in my research."
Damien would finish picking up the bottle of sake and pouring himself his fifth glass before returning to his seat, awaiting the woman's response to his answer to her questions.