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Amidst the rolling hills within Radernok Plains is the compound of the Mercenary League. The Beyon Empire is the primary sponsor of the mercenaries, and makes such extensive use of their services that half the Imperial Army consists of paid mercenaries recruited from the wilderness regions and less traveled areas of Revres.



Security
Key and Small Circle Symbols

Perimeter security is tight, the entire area is fenced off, ten thousand volts constantly running through the fence to keep intruders at bay. Secret monitoring stations are kept at ground level, detecting visual, infrared, heat, anomalies. Each station has an automatic laser and projectile turret and alarm system to stall off any threat until those in authority can deal with it. In some places the perimeter is mined to prevent unauthorized intrusion via sappers. Only league members know where to look for these mine fields. There are manned gun towers at every corner and every 100 meters, each with an NPC guard trained to fire a high caliber machine gun and rain grenades on the first sign of unauthorized intrusion. These guards are all capable soldiers.

Once inside, there is additional security for the main compound. Automated turrets with advanced aiming protocols protect the lobby, and will not fire upon anyone who has access to the league. There is also a manned security checkpoint at the door, and another behind the lobby desk.

CHU Area
Containerized Housing Units

CHUs are moderately-sized metallic buildings designed to hold four personnel semi-comfortably. There is a bed and two lockers per person; any further furnishings such as desks and chairs must be provided by the person living there. There are community latrines and shower areas located throughout the CHU area (separated into male and female latrines). Novice Mercenaries (Private through Lance Corporal) bunk four to a room. Corporal through Master Sergeant, and 2nd Lieutenant through Lieutenant Colonel bunk two to a room. First Sergeant or Colonel and above bunk one to a room. The CHU row closest to Research and Development is reserved for crew members (security level four or higher), and each has its own bathroom with shower.

Departmental Complex

All departments, from Intelligence to Criminal Justice, make their home in this complex. (The only exception being Research and Development, whose needs are too dangerous to allow them to share an area with the others.) Each room is specifically designed to accommodate the needs of that department. There are two sets of stairs and an elevator that lead underground to the War Room.

MWR
Morale, Welfare, and Recreation

The MWR building has all the comforts of home. Sofas, TVs, computers with Internet access (heavily monitored, of course), movie theaters, restaurants, clothing and other misc. shops, electronics stores, and a game room, complete with hands-on games like ping-pong and pool, and all the latest video game consoles (Wii, XboX 360, PS3.)

DFac
Dining FACility or Chow Hall

The dining facility has space to seat the entire League twice over. The food is free to all members of the League...but sometimes leaves something to be desired. Usually taste. Yet the food is high in nutritional content, and occasionally tastes like what it's advertised to be.

Commissary

For those who can't...stomach the food at the Dining Facility, the Commissary offers more...substantial-tasting food at...reasonable prices. Some of the more popular food the commissary offers is the fresh sushi, and the ready-to-grill steaks. The commissary also sells little comforts, like magazines and chewing gum.

Park

Carefully gardened (and enhanced by R&D's plant advancement research projects), the park offers fresh air and greenery to those who want to get a little sunlight and a place to stretch their legs. Litter is heavily monitored, so the area stays very clean. A force field is activated over the park when rain comes down, keeping the area free of mud.

R&D Compound
Research and Development/Department of Magic

The largest building above ground on the complex, this area serves as a testing ground for the Research and Development department, as well as an area recently converted for use for the Department of Magic. It's lack of proximity to more populated areas of the base is important; the type of experiments and inventions that are being tested in there could cause significant widespread harm if used carelessly.

Detention Center
The Department of Criminal Justice

A large holding cell complex used to detain intruders and violators of Mercenary League Code. The cells are not strictly iron bars, as magical seals and force fields are also utilized to keep in even the most powerful or clever of detainees.

War Room

This massive building beneath the departments compound is used for mass meetings or strategy sessions. It is equipped with enough space to hold the entire League's forces with room to spare, an event that would only take place during an Omega-level alarm.

TOC
Tactical Operations Command

A secret area, accessible only by those with a level four or higher security clearance.

In the midst of the dark room, K' was poking through random stuff. Being no mechanical whiz himself, he didn't understand what most of the machines in that room did. He had a very limited knowledge as to how to operate each of them and he was sure he could get better at it if only he had the time to mess around with them. But right now was not the time, obviously.

K' had recently been awakened by the sound of voices around him. He wasn't as surprised about it as when he realized he had his battle gear on, which pretty much consisted of his ordinary clothes along with his leather boots and gloves, pauldrons and his cape. Heck, he even had his greatsword with him. Either way, he immediately figured out something was wrong. So instead of asking dumb questions, he did as the others were doing; he inspected the room for anything unusual.

Some of his crewmates seemed to be observing something that K' had obviously missed, perhaps some sort of magical field or something. Magic wasn't exactly part of K's department, so he quickly dismissed this fact, leaving his two crewmates to handle that business while he continued poking around the room.

He only had time to approach a screen only to be sent flying against a nearby wall, crashing so violently and with such strength that the wall crumbled behind him, the debris completely drowned him. It almost seemed as if a wrecking ball had crashed against the wall.

A minute or two later, the pile of debris started moving and K' started to climb out of it. His hair was covered in dust, his clothes slightly ripped here and there and he only sustained a couple of minor injuries despite the terrible shockwave that had pushed him against a wall.

"What...in blazes what that?" He said, one of his hands had found its way to his head and started rubbing it unconsciously. There was a ringing in his ears that was not there before. If someone had answered his question, he probably missed the answer. Not even his enhanced hearing was a match against this cursed ringing.

The first thing that noticed was a huge gap through what seemed to be a wall, or at least the remains of it. As he slowly made his way to it, he took a peek at it. There were several holes that followed after this one. And at the very end, he saw what seemed to be Gear, disappearing into thin air. Perhaps he was hallucinating because of the explosion. But after he stared at the distant spot where Gear was once at, he knew what he had seen was real.

"Hey...where is he going?" K' said out loud, his right hand took a grip on the remains of the wall while he recovered from the explosion. Although he didn't understand what had happened, he continued staring into the empty spot as he tried to chew through everything that had happened.

Damian awoke in complete darkness. He was unaware of how he arrived here or why he was in full regalia. He switched his mask into night-vision mode and looked around. He was in a ten by ten room with featureless walls, empty save for a small bed and toilet. When he saw the runes etched into the room's door, he realized that he was inside an isolation room. The isolation rooms were installed deep in the detention center to keep the worst criminals safely away from the lesser transgressors. Such rooms are protected with the best force fields and magical defenses the GML could afford. Carefully, Damian reached out towards the door. However, he received neither the slight tingling of an active force field nor the expected shock of an electrified door.

"Well I guess the power is out. Although, that itself is not a good sign," he spoke to no one in particular. The room's soundproofing was good enough that no one would hear what he said and likewise he was unable to hear the sounds of the explosion that tore apart the TOC. He switched his eye to the ethereal band and saw that the magical protections were still active on the door. "Well here's to hopin'," Damian spoke before he moved closer to to the doorway.

Once Damian was within two feet of the doorway, he saw the enchantments finally flicker and die out. Without the force fields and magical reinforcement, the door to the isolation chamber was little more than a large slab of steel. Strong steel, to be sure, but steel nevertheless. Damian knew that what he planned would take a while and make a lot of noise, but that was a small price to pay for the freedom of movement. He unfolded his back limbs and slammed them forward at the edges of the door. With a loud screech, the limbs went right through the door. He pulled them back, leaving four two inch holes on each side. Now it was simple task to simply repeat until an entrance was carved out of the door.

When Strifer found consciousness one question ran through his mind. What happened to that nice bed I was on? At first he had just assumed he rolled out of bed, but then a few more observations came before eye were even opened. Strifer had his hat on. As much as the hat was loved, he never slept with it when there was a bed available. Also, the shotgun blade Kaneharo had given him was strapped around his torso, with the hilt poking out over his left shoulder, and his other sword was on his left hip. Strifer hadn't fallen asleep with his blades on. He'd also been training his new found powers before he fell asleep. A lot of the power had been used up, but now it was completely full of each element.

After all these thoughts had passed through Strifer's mind he finally opened his eyes, be it with caution. It seemed as though the caution was unwarranted, because the room was pitch black. He laid on his back until his eyes slowly adjusted to the light, before he decided he could move. Strifer could still only see some darker shapes amongst the massive dark surrounding him. He tip toed around the ones on the floor careful not to step on whatever they were, until he hit a wall. Or what had been assumed to be a wall.

Strifer kept his left hand on the wall and his left hand on the hilt of the blade on his left hip, while he began top sift through the darkness trying to find a door. Strifer had taken maybe ten more steps, still careful to avoid any darker shadows on the floor, when suddenly the wall his hand was on moved. As the wall slid open quickly like an automated door it took Strifer with it, until he found himself sprawled face first on the ground of what seemed like a hallway.

The problem didn't stop there. While Strifer lay useless on the ground, he felt an explosion shake the ground. In a panic he instantly grabbed at the blade on his hip to draw it, while trying to roll so that his back was on the ground. He rolled over to find nothing attacking him. The League had been attacked, but it wasn't near here. Immediately following those thoughts, a growl was heard close by. Then a door to his left flew into the wall on the other side of the hall. Strifer struggled to his feet and drew his blade. He pointed it into the darkness at the now open doorway while he readied his energy. Whatever was coming out, he hoped it couldn't see in the dark either.