"Mr. Orion! Mr. Orion Vale!"

You call out, behind the large horde of reporters and interviewers, your camera-man following you in a hurry. You knew you should have gotten to the airport earlier, now you won't be able to even see him, let alone ask him questions. You hear the yells of the reporters increase along with the shutters of the cameras flare around you, the light blinding you. You peek through a small sliver of space, seeing him. Matthias Orion Vale.

Your eyes widen as he gets out the car, wearing his signature Gucci sunglasses on along with his shiny mechanical arm that no one knows the history behind it. He ignores all the reporters, whispering something to one of his security who nod and scurry off. Panicking, you straighten up, thinking for a way to speak to him. You wouldn't be able to speak to him after this, he was at the airport, heading to Rome to sign a contract to purchase one of the most largest tech empire on the planet. Now that was impressive. But you needed a way to talk to him before he could step onto that flight. If it wasn't obvious, you needed this job.

Taking a deep breath, you charge into the crowd, slithering through the mob of reporters. You felt your body crush between them as you slowly but surely reached to the front of the crowd. Smiling, you wave your hand which was holding the microphone, trying to grab the attention of Matthias who was currently ignoring all the reporters and was walking through the forceful clearing his security was doing to all the reporters.