Dr. Damien Caldwell ~ What's my name, bitch?
Damien twitched when Myra addressed him by his first name, shooting the woman a hostile stare before Eckhart properly announced his name. At least that's what he thought. No more than ten seconds later even Eckhart got it wrong, followed by that Sharline woman, then Eckhart again! "I didn't go to school for three quarters of my life to put up with this shit!" he growled to himself, pulling a cigarette from his coat pocket and lighting it promptly. After dragging nearly the entire death stick in one go, Damien calmly walked across the room and blew the toxic fumes directly into Sharline's face. "Ms. McGovern......I'm a doctor. Address me as such." the good doctor warned the woman, sticking what was left of the cigarette back into his mouth. "Now then, if you'll all get off your asses and follow me, there's a chance I might get some sleep tonight."
The doctor motioned for the group to rise before heading out the door, followed by Sharline and Eckhart. "Welcome to Celsius, I'll be your tour guide this evening. If you have any questions, please write them down on a sheet of paper, crumple it up, and shove it up your ass." By now the group was standing in a long hallway, surrounded by triple-pane glass windows. On the opposite side, various scientists could be seen working. Some were tinkering with various firearms, others were working with body armor, and still others were working, quite cautiously, with explosives. "This is the part we let tourists see." A key card fell into the doctor's hand as he swiped it across a seemingly unimposing tile on the wall. Much to the groups surprise the wall gave off a whooshing sound several hydraulic pistons released, causing the wall to subside, revealing yet another hallway. "And this, ladies and gentlemen, is the real deal." Dr. Caldwell had a smile on his face for the first time since he'd been introduced to the group. The tile switched from the bright white that was visible to the public to a kind of onyx black as the group continued on. Aquariums lined the walls, stretching the full length of every hallway in Celsius. Despite their obviously relaxing feel, Damien couldn't help but cringe each timed one of the fishy occupants swam by.
Finally the group reached the end of the hallway, passing through a set of double doors only to emerge into a downwards stair case. "You'll be spending most of your "free" time down here. If you start coming down with cabin fever, don't come to me." The group continued downstairs for roughly five floors, which begged the question as to why they didn't take an elevator. Finally the group emerged into a large underground room, several football fields in both length and width. "Welcome to your new home. If you'll look up you'll see the sky." Sure enough if one were to look up they would see the artifical projection of a sky above. "That's what we call the holo-roof. It captures images from the sky above Neo Thermopolis 24-7. That means we'll have a full day and night cycle down here, unless we're doing late night testing. Either way it helps make the place feel less cramped." The group made their way to the center of the room before Dr. Caldwell motioned for them to halt as he turned around to address them once more. "So, where should we begin? We can direct you to your sleeping quarters or get right to work?"
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