hellrazoromega
Department of Redundancy Department.
Encrypted burst transmission. 128 Petabit encryption.
Greetings,
You have been selected for the screening process as a candidate for a lucrative position with an evolving concern. If interested please report in person, ASAP but before the last day of May to the offices of Stern, Goldblum, Ling and Dobrensky on the 37th floor of the Mavis Building, Huygens Habitat, Titan orbit. Interested parties should report to Mei-Lin Huli-Jing for further details.
End Transmission—message automatically overwritten with random data
Well there it is, the message you knew was bound to come sooner or later—an “evolving concern”—a simple enough pass phrase. Firewall had come calling and they did not use such methods if the situation was not dire.
Each of you receives the above message form your Muse in more than enough time to make the trip from wherever you are---so long as you don’t dally. The trip is uneventful for each of you and you all arrive within a few hours of each other, as if the expected method of travel for each of you was factored in and the messages sent at different times to account for that fact.
The arrival at terminal you find the station fairly well kept, you are passed through security without any fuss and directed to a car and driver which will take you to the offices. The three strips of the station are clearly delineated, one is Residential, one is Industrial/Business, and the last is Agricultural/Park space. Infomorphs are transmitted directly from the habitats, communication hub to the office, unless they request a detour. (This does not necessarily imply that they arrive first however).
You find yourselves in the waiting room of the offices of Stern, Goldblum, Ling and Dobrensky. The offices are extremely well appointed with a full drink and food dispenser that offers anything short of a gourmet experience. There are several vat grown lather chairs and couches each with power hooks up and vid screens that you can broadcast to or receive from, if you so choose. The walls are also full vid screens that can display a massive image or be broken into smaller segments in about any configuration imaginable. The room, and in fact the entire building, has projectors everywhere to present images of any infomorphs.
A woman of about 25 wearing a very neat and crisp set of bright green work overalls sits in one corner chair. She has jet black hair gray eyes and stands a bit shy of 5’ and wears tool belt with several tools all of which are either brand new, or extremely well cared for. Her morph type is not immediately apparent as she sits watching something on the vid screen of her chair.
On the other end of the room sits a man with brown hair and eyes with a height of about 5’ 9”, he is almost remarkable in his nondescriptness. He wears a plain black suit jacket with a matching tie and slacks and a brown shirt. He sits reading a well-worn copy of a book---a real book!!!
As each of you enters the receptionist politely asks you to wait until all the others have arrived and asks if she can get you anything. Behind her is a very sturdy looking security door that only opens from time to time. Those that bother to sneak a peek can see the two well-armed Fury morphs just beyond the threshold when someone does exit. The people exiting wear expensive suits and are discussing what sound to be various legal dealings—with no specific or name mentioned, of course. Most of them appear to be heading to lunch based on the banter (it is about midday, station time).
Greetings,
You have been selected for the screening process as a candidate for a lucrative position with an evolving concern. If interested please report in person, ASAP but before the last day of May to the offices of Stern, Goldblum, Ling and Dobrensky on the 37th floor of the Mavis Building, Huygens Habitat, Titan orbit. Interested parties should report to Mei-Lin Huli-Jing for further details.
End Transmission—message automatically overwritten with random data
Well there it is, the message you knew was bound to come sooner or later—an “evolving concern”—a simple enough pass phrase. Firewall had come calling and they did not use such methods if the situation was not dire.
Each of you receives the above message form your Muse in more than enough time to make the trip from wherever you are---so long as you don’t dally. The trip is uneventful for each of you and you all arrive within a few hours of each other, as if the expected method of travel for each of you was factored in and the messages sent at different times to account for that fact.
The arrival at terminal you find the station fairly well kept, you are passed through security without any fuss and directed to a car and driver which will take you to the offices. The three strips of the station are clearly delineated, one is Residential, one is Industrial/Business, and the last is Agricultural/Park space. Infomorphs are transmitted directly from the habitats, communication hub to the office, unless they request a detour. (This does not necessarily imply that they arrive first however).
You find yourselves in the waiting room of the offices of Stern, Goldblum, Ling and Dobrensky. The offices are extremely well appointed with a full drink and food dispenser that offers anything short of a gourmet experience. There are several vat grown lather chairs and couches each with power hooks up and vid screens that you can broadcast to or receive from, if you so choose. The walls are also full vid screens that can display a massive image or be broken into smaller segments in about any configuration imaginable. The room, and in fact the entire building, has projectors everywhere to present images of any infomorphs.
A woman of about 25 wearing a very neat and crisp set of bright green work overalls sits in one corner chair. She has jet black hair gray eyes and stands a bit shy of 5’ and wears tool belt with several tools all of which are either brand new, or extremely well cared for. Her morph type is not immediately apparent as she sits watching something on the vid screen of her chair.
On the other end of the room sits a man with brown hair and eyes with a height of about 5’ 9”, he is almost remarkable in his nondescriptness. He wears a plain black suit jacket with a matching tie and slacks and a brown shirt. He sits reading a well-worn copy of a book---a real book!!!
As each of you enters the receptionist politely asks you to wait until all the others have arrived and asks if she can get you anything. Behind her is a very sturdy looking security door that only opens from time to time. Those that bother to sneak a peek can see the two well-armed Fury morphs just beyond the threshold when someone does exit. The people exiting wear expensive suits and are discussing what sound to be various legal dealings—with no specific or name mentioned, of course. Most of them appear to be heading to lunch based on the banter (it is about midday, station time).
If anyone wants to do anything before they get to the offices let me know and we can start you there. Same token if anyone wants to engage in any dialogue in the lobby (feel free to do this, I am in no hurry to advance the plot and am more than happy to have character interaction drive things). Barring any stops before you arrive you will all get there with an hour or two of each other.
After this stage you will each be taken to separate interview rooms for the initial RP with your handler as a bit of a prelude—in case anyone was wondering. As each person is summoned the RP in the lobby can go on while the person being interviewed steps out.
After this stage you will each be taken to separate interview rooms for the initial RP with your handler as a bit of a prelude—in case anyone was wondering. As each person is summoned the RP in the lobby can go on while the person being interviewed steps out.
