EQUIPMENT ORIENTATION ♔ monday evening

[badexample]

WHO || Andrew Gatewood and any/all Knights who haven't attended an equipment orientation yet
WHAT || Equipment Briefing
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Dragon's Hoard Laboratory
WHEN || Monday, July 7th, evening {forward dated}
HOW || actionspam

Anyone showing up to equipment orientation would find a very tall, curly haired man leaned against a wall. He's waiting inside the lab, behind its "Biohazard" labelled doors. Once people begin to show up, he offers a quick greeting and a brief smile, gesturing for them to continue on while he waits for the rest. People are free to look around at the grand library while he waits for the proper head count. Once he thinks everyone has arrived, he takes them up the steps. A great deal of models are suspended from the ceiling that look like space age designs for jet planes, cars, boats, and any number of other things. There are other objects that are much more inexplicable: a giant silver ball, suspended by several rods, for example.

There's another set of doors at the end of the balcony, and he swipes his access card through a reader beside them. They depress with a space age hiss. revealing a clean white laboratory, with rows and rows of tables and lab equipment set up. Numerous knights buzz around in white lab coats, working under microscopes and on computers, conferring over a number of projects.

"Just a bit further." He calls over his shoulder as he waves to a few of the lab techs that he knows. There's a door on the left side of the room with a panel that he presses his hand to, causing the light to change from red to green, unlocking the door for the group.

Beyond is a very long room, with rows of labelled cases and cabinets with transparent glass revealing what's inside. He puts both hands on the edge of the table and takes a deep breath to begin.

Comments

[beatemup]

[Oh no, you did not just say that. Not only a Hoard said that, but two. He is at his boiling point, right now. And he glares at Andrew like he's going to pounce him.(intimidate 17)] Careful? Why? So I don't accidentally blow my face? I swear the next Hoard who say that again will get a demonstration of how a professional mercenary handle a fucking pistol! [By pointing it at them and pulling the trigger, of course.]

[badexample]

Yeah, threats will serve you really well. Keep at that. Jesus, why's there always got to be a fucking loon in the mix.

You want to be a right arse? Go do it down at the firing range. One of your precious Hide will be there to let you have a gun.

[beatemup]

Loon!? [Calm down, Max. He's just an arrogant Hoard. You really don't want to get kicked out because of chomping down the equipment manager's head. Do that after you finish your mission here (Will 14). Still, Max can't hide his anger, He glares at him again for a moment with a glare that says "I'm gonna rip your head off someday."] Tch! Fuck this shit. [He retreats to the back and starts playing his Gameboy.]