From the board room of Reserve XI one could see the whole of Odious City. By night it was like looking at a sea of stars stretching endlessly. By day the view was not as glamorous. The city had seen better days. Signs of decay touched the buildings giving everything such a gray and depressing air. Except the office tower belonging to Reserve XI.
At over 100 floors, it towered above Odious City. A monster of steel and black tinted mirrors few outside the organization dared approach it. Strange things were said to happen to uninvited guests there. This made it a thrilling destination for school tours to say the least. Nineteen seven year old children and their teacher got off the bus in the underground parking structure, to be escorted by a security team of six in full commando gear into the lobby of the building.
One of the black clad commandos broke off from the group and approached the reception desk.
"Oh! Do we have a tour today Anthony' Just a moment and I'll call upstairs and find their guide." The receptionist was a bubbly little blond thing, in a business suit that looked far more serious than on would expect. She picked up the phone on her desk and punched in a series of numbers.
Not three minutes after she finished her conversation the elevator doors whirred open and another blond, this one wearing a dusty blue velvet tracksuit stepped out.
"Wonderful! Little ones today. Children I'm Natasha Ra'al, head of Metaphysics here at Reserve XI. Does anyone know what Reserve XI does?"
The children whispered amongst themselves before a surly looking little boy with curly red hair shot up his hand and answered. "My Da says they don't do nothin but eat resources better left to other folk."
"Your Father isn't exactly correct young man. While maintaining a large facility like this does require vast amounts of resources, we never take without considering the impact to those around us. It has been this way since the time Reserve XI was first established. If you'll follow me, we'll start in the hall of history." Natasha led the children through a large arch into what looked like a museum wing.
At over 100 floors, it towered above Odious City. A monster of steel and black tinted mirrors few outside the organization dared approach it. Strange things were said to happen to uninvited guests there. This made it a thrilling destination for school tours to say the least. Nineteen seven year old children and their teacher got off the bus in the underground parking structure, to be escorted by a security team of six in full commando gear into the lobby of the building.
One of the black clad commandos broke off from the group and approached the reception desk.
"Oh! Do we have a tour today Anthony' Just a moment and I'll call upstairs and find their guide." The receptionist was a bubbly little blond thing, in a business suit that looked far more serious than on would expect. She picked up the phone on her desk and punched in a series of numbers.
Not three minutes after she finished her conversation the elevator doors whirred open and another blond, this one wearing a dusty blue velvet tracksuit stepped out.
"Wonderful! Little ones today. Children I'm Natasha Ra'al, head of Metaphysics here at Reserve XI. Does anyone know what Reserve XI does?"
The children whispered amongst themselves before a surly looking little boy with curly red hair shot up his hand and answered. "My Da says they don't do nothin but eat resources better left to other folk."
"Your Father isn't exactly correct young man. While maintaining a large facility like this does require vast amounts of resources, we never take without considering the impact to those around us. It has been this way since the time Reserve XI was first established. If you'll follow me, we'll start in the hall of history." Natasha led the children through a large arch into what looked like a museum wing.