Mako watched with kind eyes as the helicopters brought everyone to the now bustling airfield. Though the area was small, people seemed to be able to move their carts and small cars around with ease, without worry of smashing into one another as they transported materials of all kinds. From early morning until late at night, the workers were transporting materials, food, weapons, and even people. Speaking of people, the new faces of the Rangers all had a mix of excitement and anxiety written on them. Stepping forwards as they all filed out, she would nod in greeting to those who spoke to her and introduced themselves. She already knew the names of everyone there, but didn't feel the need to acknowledge each of them seperately. She was about to speak when a lively woman came up to them, announcing herself as Tomiko Fraser. This caused Mako to hesitate for a moment as Tomiko spoke to the red haired woman.
When did this one arrive? Mako thought to herself before furiously flipping through the profiles she had on the clipboard in her hand. Stopping on Tomiko's sheet, Mako would let out a frustrated sigh when she read that the woman had arrived days ago along with her Jaeger. It had been signed off by someone in communications. Wasn't a big deal really, but Mako was ticked that no one had told her of the woman's arrival. Casually she flipped through, slower this time, and sure enough she found one more person who had already arrived. The day before to be exact. Jack Gerald Murdock's profile had also been signed off that the man had arrived and been excorted to his room. Mako sighed again. For communications, one would think they actually had told her these two came early. Else who knows how long she would have waited for them.
Still saying nothing for a moment, she would count the number of those who had arrived. There were three who had not made it here yet. Tapping her chin to the top of the clipboard, Mako would ponder wether she wanted to continue waiting or not.
I suppose I can send Jade to get the late ones... she thought.
The silence stretched on as Mako would stare at the group for a few more moments.
"OK. Since it's cold out here, I can show you around a bit." she said, turning and gesturing with her hand for everyone to follow her. Then she would stop after a few steps. "Oh! Where are my manners?" she said turning, her pale face turning slightly pink as she bowed to them. "It is an honor that you all have agreed to be transferred here during this time. I know it must not have been easy. I assume you all know, my name is Mako Mori, but please call me by my surname. Welcome to the Hong Kong Shatterdome." One hand gestured around her. "Where we are now is the Airfield. This is the only way in and out of here. We typically travel by helicopters to get us places, though occasionally we have big jets here if we need to transport a large amount of supplies.
Pausing and then gesturing behind the group, she would speak again. "Directly beneath us is where we keep all of our Jaegers. They are deployed and returned in that entrance. You can see the roof of it from the edge of the airfield, though I do not recommend getting that close to the edge. The engineers and workers all do their best to keep them in working order. I know some of you here will be tasked to help with that sometime soon." Turning after flashing a smile, she would again gesture for them to follow her. "Now, we will go and I'll show you some other important places."
Walking inside after standing out in the cold for, who knows how long, Mako closed her umbrella and shrugged off her long trench coat. She would hand both to a security guard who stood near the entrance, and continue walking until she reached an elevator. She pressed a button and pointed to a large number 1 painted above it. "As you can see, this is the first floor. Like I said, this floor is mainly used for transporting supplies from outside and such. Often you will see a lot of people moving things around up here." When the elevator came up and the door opened, she gestured for everyone to step inside before her. When the group all packed in, she would press the number four button.
"Floor number two is where the Research Division conducts their studies. We used to have such a small division, that we didn't need the whole floor. However, once we began to get more Kaijus appearing, many scientists came forward and expressed an intrest in helping us study them and learn more about why our first attempt to end this war....failed. Now the entire floor is dedicated to that." she would stop speaking as she thought back to that day. That day had been filled with such joy, and also pain for losing the former Marshall... Only to find out that his death had been in vain. It made Mako sick to her stomach.
Clearing her throat, she turned to the group. "Anyway. Floor three is where all training takes place. Not only hand to hand combat, but simulations as well. It is where all of our divisions come together and edit the simulations, as they try to replicate Kaiju attacks as best as they can get to the real thing. In addition to the simulation rooms, there is a fitness room with weights and cardio machines that are open to anyone who wants to stay in shape. There is a dedicated training room where we have our instructors train the younger ones we have here. Oh! And the yoga room, for those individuals who like to handle stress in a calmer enviornment. I personally spend a lot of time there. If you are looking for me, chances are that is where I am."
The sound of the elevator door opening brought her head around and she led the way out. "Ah, we are here. This is the fourth floor." she said, stepping aside and waiting for everyone to follow her. She began to walk down the halls that were lined with doors with numbers next to them. "This floor is dedicated to the sleeping quarters. Luckily for us Rangers, we get a room to ourselves. Many others have to share." She continued to walk and she paused halfway down one hall. Pointing to the left, she would speak. "That is the Marshall's room." She pointed then with her thumb to the right. "That is my room."
Continuing on down the hall, she would make a left turn and pause. "Okay I will assign you're rooms so please pay attention." Looking down at her clipboard, she would read the name out loud and then point to the door of the assigned room. "Henry McTier you are in room 432, Jack Logan you are in room 433, Cameron Arkwright, 434." She would check her paper and turn to Tomiko. "I assume you know this is your room: 435. Valeriya Castus you are in room 436. Syberus Fuchs you are in... 438? Oh, Mr. Murdock is in room 437. Eric Banner is in room 439, and Angelo Ortega is in 440." she finished. Mako would then double check to make sure she didn't miss anyone and then she turned to the group.
"The last floor is floor five... Is it odd that the floors go down instead of up?" she suddenly wondered aloud, laughing lightheartedly afterwards. "Anyways, floor five is where you will find the cafeteria as well as the entrance to the Jaeger hanger. The Marshall's office is also down there. I encourage all of you to rest up and get some food into your systems, feel free to sneak a peek at he Jaegers if you like. The Marshall wants you all to report to floor three, the training room, in three hours. There you will be briefed on why exactly you all were chosen to come here."
Smiling to the group, Mako would hug her clipboard to her chest. "It has been nice to show all of you around a little, but I am needed elsewhere now. Oh, and Tomiko. Since I assume you know your way around a bit better than the others, would you mind keeping an eye out for Mr. Murdock?" she stepped forward and showed the woman a picture of the man that was attached to his file on the clipboard. "If you see him, please tell him we have a meeting in three hours." Looking at everyone, she would bow. "I will see you all soon."
Turning, Mako would make her way back the way she came.