#no gloves for legibility

“About that manager position… Oh, haven’t you heard? The last one just got brutally mugged on the doorstep. How tragic.“

[Picture ID: a drawing of Emperor Georgiou in the Orion club from the waist up, dressed in leather, with an intricate sleeveless top and belt. Looking toward the bar, she is leaning on the counter and pointing toward the opposite side, a thin dagger in hand with a hint of red on the blade. Her other hand is holding an empty glass and her arm resting on her hip nonchalantly. A menacing smirk stretches her lips. End ID]