(Clarification: A couple of you have said things implying that this is the Trust board of directors or something like that. It isn't. Some of these folks are high ranking, but it is clear that Mr. Grey is on another level altogether and that he is the conduit between these folks and some other benefactors.)
Everyone says goodbye and Ms. White takes you on the partial tour.
First she takes you deep into the mountain, where she takes you to a window in the outer cylindrical shell of the base, looking into a hollow area that leads to an inner cylinder made up of a number of glowing rings, turning in different speeds and directions. There are tubes running from near the top of the cylinder and into the ceiling. A cylindrical force field protects the inner cylinder.
Ms. White says: This is our most prized possession -- the core of our base. This came from the most generous gift ever given to the Trust, by the owner of a large commercial space exploration corporation: an advanced alien spacecraft found in earth's orbit, the crew dead of unknown causes. Not only were we able to salvage its power core, but we were able to salvage the ships' beaming technology and use it to invent a matter assembler. Most of what we have here is generated for pennies on the dollar from the raw elements with no waste whatsoever. Too bad we could not duplicate the FTL drives. Those plasma rifles that Mr. Black's team carries are derived from personal weapons found on the craft, among many other inventions. One way we fund our operations here is by patenting some of our research -- on this and other things -- through shell companies and licensing it out.
(Notes on space in this campaign. Near light-speed travel and full artificial gravity and life-support exists on spacecraft, and there are commercial space ventures within the solar system. FTL engines however are extremely rare in this universe, and no race exists with the capability and desire to mass-produce them and regularly travel far and wide. Thus, only the rare exploring ship from advanced aliens ever gets near Earth, and there is no regular contact with other civilizations.)
She then takes you back up. In the elevator, standing in the back, you notice The Primordial, a very famous telepathic shapechanging alien superhero.
She then takes you to the heroes quarters. She takes you down a hall that says Sigma, where there is a row of rooms, and big double doors at the end.
"Each room is customized for just for you. If there is anything you want to change or otherwise customize, just ask and you shall receive."
In addition to the usual bedroom furniture (and they seem to be really good at predicting your tastes) Each room has a large flat screen TV, a computer, a lot of books (again, customized for each of you), and assorted other niceties, such as lots of plants in Salix's room, magical components in Viridian's room, etc. Each also has its own bathroom.
She takes you to the doors at the end, revealing an open area beyond containing a gym, a large crime lab, and a recreational area.
She says "There are more extensive research facilities elsewhere in the base, which you can get to from the elevator, but this wing is just for you. Make yourself at home if you wish."
There are a few other doors, leading to a kitchen and a couple store rooms for technology, weapons, and magical components.
"The base's beaming technology can shift around supplies as needed between the various store rooms," she adds. We also have automated training facilities and simulators on another floor, and of course you can arrange to meet with other similar heroes to compare notes and teach each other new tricks."
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