- Joined
- Dec 24, 2015
- Location
- Terran Federation
Jason had just gotten his medical license less than a year ago, he had no idea what his new job would be except that it pays well, but don't expect a private life from where you work, the government men in suits told them. He began work at the secret test laboratory known only as "Hive One", deep under the Nellis Test range in Nevada, near Groom Lake. Every day it was a long drive back and forth on the long white bus work blacked out windows, the armed guard with 500 dollar raybans and a 45 auto holstered at his hip. The bus came to a stop as he stepped off into a hanger.
He flashed his I.D, "Jason Michaels, Dr. Level 5 MAJ Clearance. A young smooth face and half smile on the card with brown fair hair and brown eyes. The guard at the hanger looked it over for a lengthy time before handing the 26 year old back his I.D. "Alright Doc. You know the drill." Said the guard as rails came up from the ground in the hanger. The floor lowered quickly. A driver in a motorized cart waited for him as he safely stepped down after sinking in about a hundred feet. He grabbed his suit case and continued on the cart. The driver not saying anything as they took him to the facility he worked in. "115". The driver stopped.
"Your stop." He said with a smirk. "Have fun with your little girlfriend." The guard laughed as Jason turned to him annoyed. "Another remark like that and I'll report you for snooping, sergeant." Jason snapped back. The guard had tobacco in his mouth as he spit some out. He spinned around instantly, zooming off. Jason turned to the door, buttoning his dress shirt a bit he draped his lab coat on. He swiped his card entering. He entered a control room that viewed the subject locked away. A young girl named Calcium, aka Cal. He nudged another scientist who was asleep in a chair. He woke. "Terrific, I'm outta here. That girl gives me the creeps. Said the other scientist.
Jason ignored him as he set his suitcase down. "You just don't know Cal well...she can be...a sweet girl if you earned her trust." Jason smiled looking at the monitor of one of her rooms. She had her own bedroom, living room, kitchen and bathroom (which was camera less) he spotted her in her bedroom smiling. The other scientist gathered his things. "Man that 115 stuff did a number on her though. You must be on something." Jason was still glued to the screen as the other scientist shook his head and walked out. Jason turned back making sure the coast was clear. He pulled out an old ipod with music loaded on it. He entered a secure door to her area, knocking on her bedroom door. "Cal? It's...Jason...I got you the music you wanted me to upload for you." He said quietly as he waited for her to open the door.
He flashed his I.D, "Jason Michaels, Dr. Level 5 MAJ Clearance. A young smooth face and half smile on the card with brown fair hair and brown eyes. The guard at the hanger looked it over for a lengthy time before handing the 26 year old back his I.D. "Alright Doc. You know the drill." Said the guard as rails came up from the ground in the hanger. The floor lowered quickly. A driver in a motorized cart waited for him as he safely stepped down after sinking in about a hundred feet. He grabbed his suit case and continued on the cart. The driver not saying anything as they took him to the facility he worked in. "115". The driver stopped.
"Your stop." He said with a smirk. "Have fun with your little girlfriend." The guard laughed as Jason turned to him annoyed. "Another remark like that and I'll report you for snooping, sergeant." Jason snapped back. The guard had tobacco in his mouth as he spit some out. He spinned around instantly, zooming off. Jason turned to the door, buttoning his dress shirt a bit he draped his lab coat on. He swiped his card entering. He entered a control room that viewed the subject locked away. A young girl named Calcium, aka Cal. He nudged another scientist who was asleep in a chair. He woke. "Terrific, I'm outta here. That girl gives me the creeps. Said the other scientist.
Jason ignored him as he set his suitcase down. "You just don't know Cal well...she can be...a sweet girl if you earned her trust." Jason smiled looking at the monitor of one of her rooms. She had her own bedroom, living room, kitchen and bathroom (which was camera less) he spotted her in her bedroom smiling. The other scientist gathered his things. "Man that 115 stuff did a number on her though. You must be on something." Jason was still glued to the screen as the other scientist shook his head and walked out. Jason turned back making sure the coast was clear. He pulled out an old ipod with music loaded on it. He entered a secure door to her area, knocking on her bedroom door. "Cal? It's...Jason...I got you the music you wanted me to upload for you." He said quietly as he waited for her to open the door.