Thread: || Amphitheater ||

Day Two, Morning Conference Tags ALL STAFF ClickClick ClickClick ClickClick The echoing sound of her heels on the waxy clean white tile was a haunting sound, especially when those saw who they belonged to. Candice Whitehorn was a woman no one wanted to trifle with. At her side was Robert Miller, dressed in a nice navy suit and equally annoyed looking. But for very different reasons. Candice had the pleasure of reading all the notes on each successful experiment, and catching up on reports of each doctor which the Head of Departments and Head of Staff conducted monthly. Her findings. Not positive. And Miller had been up at the crack of dawn to pick her up at the arrival terminal, only to be stopped at the Gate, and then the plane was late. By the time he got to Candice and got them both in his unmarked black SUV, the man had had to speed back to make the morning conference being held in the Amphitheater. Not only that, but he had not gotten any reprieve from Candices annoyed ranting in the car, his employer none too pleased with what she was seeing. The only positive remarks she had were on security at the gate. It was a quickly redrawn compliment though, as she saw no other security walking the fence or inside the main lobby. What do we hire that company for? she snapped as they head down in the elevator. Security, Miller replied back curtly, But Mrs. Whitehorn, without adequate housing for many of the guards, we can only keep the top ranks on premise. The rest must return to town at night and in the morning, greatly decreasing the numbers on staff during those times. It was a report he had read himself by one Jakob Garner. In the report, it explained that housing, even if apart from the main building but still on the estate, would help increase security and faster response times. It was a report Miller was going to bring up at the next Board meeting, but he seemed to be doing it now instead. Hmph, Candice made a noise in her throat before holding her hand out. Robert opened the small briefcase in his hand and pulled out the report, handing it to her. Ill read over it over lunch, she explained, tucking it into her briefcase, Time? 755 am maam. Meeting is in five. Good. The doors opened and they stepped out, now walking down the perfect white floor, unmarked by stains. As they approached the theater Miller quickened a pace and opened the door for her so that she could step inside before him. The amphitheater was built in both an interesting, and strange way. The doors opened to the floor between the seats and the stage the stage itself was only a few feet raised, with stairs on both sides and a podium in the middle. As for the seats there were two choices. The floor was big enough to hold a couple dozen chairs, normally used on Orientation days when they only had a handful of attendees. Otherwise the raised seating was used. Like in a university classroom the back was filled with long rows of seating, the row behind each raised higher than the one ahead of it so that everyone could see. All the chairs in these rows were built into the floor, with tiny oval tables big enough for a clipboard protruded from every other arm rest, to give doctors something to write upon. These rows were now filled with staff doctors, nurses, and guards alike, all mixed and talking quietly to one another. No one knew of Candices arrival, or the surprise evaluations. It was meant to be that way. As Candice and Miller made their way to the stage though, the crowd began to hush, recognizing Robert Miller instantly, and growing wary of the woman at his right. It was Candice who took the podium first, Miller standing off to the side of the stage with his hands folded in front of him, watching the crowd. Good morning staff, her voice took on a cheery tone, much unlike the cold eyes staring around, I havent had the pleasure to meet many of you, but I can see some faces I recognize. My name is Candice Whitehorn, and I am on the Board of Directors that runs this fine operation. Puresilence. As most of you are probably guessing by now, my arrival is not of any recreational sense. This year marks our fifth year running Eternal Peaks, and those on the Board and I are determined to keep running this facility at maximum efficiency. Starting today, we will be conducting the yearly evaluations. I know most of you are used to seeing Robert Miller, and rest assured he will be conducting all evaluations with me. She scanned the crowd, finding Dr. Funers face and pausing for a minute before looking on to the rest of the crowd, We will be starting with all Heads of Department and working through the staff from those at the highest ranks to those who are new. This includes guards and nurses. There are certainconcerns with Black Hand at the moment within the Board and Miller and I are here to put these rumors to rest. Her eyes moved along until she spotted Dr. Gregor and his assistant in the crowd, Now I know there will be many questions, but please save them for the evaluations. I would like us to turn our attention to our newest staff member, Doctor Helmut Gregor. He has many esteemed awards for his advancements in science, and he was highly praised to us. Dr. Gregor, would you like to say a few words before we continue?