Soyuz Sotsialisticheskikh Mirov
Conference Room
The room was the average fare, with the walls being rather drab and plain with no decorations or even windows. In the middle, there was a set of fold-out plastic tables put up in a U-shape around a main screen, with cheap folding polymer seats behind those that happened to mostly match. A few didn't of course, but that didn't matter. There was at least some drinks in the back, primarily a coffee machine with regular and decaf accompanied doughnuts, pasteries and some juice of unknown origin. It was red juice though, not that it mattered any. They were the new hires, and this job was going to pay well. It was a hazardous work environment after all.
"Ok, everyone, settle down," a woman sighed. As the door slid open, they were greeted by the lazy, one-eyed gaze of a rather bored looking blonde wearing a black eyepatch and a comfy looking tracksuit. "My name's Ylfa Diadottr, and I'm your employer. I know a bunch of you were looking forward to an 'exciting' job with big pay, but we're gonna start off small and work our way up from there," she un-enthusiastically went on. "Naturally, before I cram you all into a ship and send you off to work, we're gonna get to know each other." Glancing through the room, it didn't seem like she could settle on any one person to pick to start with and just shrugged. Another day in the office, it seemed. "Anyone want to introduce themselves? Otherwise, I'm gonna have to start picking you guys off one by one like kinder-gardeners."
Conference Room
The room was the average fare, with the walls being rather drab and plain with no decorations or even windows. In the middle, there was a set of fold-out plastic tables put up in a U-shape around a main screen, with cheap folding polymer seats behind those that happened to mostly match. A few didn't of course, but that didn't matter. There was at least some drinks in the back, primarily a coffee machine with regular and decaf accompanied doughnuts, pasteries and some juice of unknown origin. It was red juice though, not that it mattered any. They were the new hires, and this job was going to pay well. It was a hazardous work environment after all.
"Ok, everyone, settle down," a woman sighed. As the door slid open, they were greeted by the lazy, one-eyed gaze of a rather bored looking blonde wearing a black eyepatch and a comfy looking tracksuit. "My name's Ylfa Diadottr, and I'm your employer. I know a bunch of you were looking forward to an 'exciting' job with big pay, but we're gonna start off small and work our way up from there," she un-enthusiastically went on. "Naturally, before I cram you all into a ship and send you off to work, we're gonna get to know each other." Glancing through the room, it didn't seem like she could settle on any one person to pick to start with and just shrugged. Another day in the office, it seemed. "Anyone want to introduce themselves? Otherwise, I'm gonna have to start picking you guys off one by one like kinder-gardeners."