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Checking In - Department of Education

Posted June 6, 2022, 6:16 p.m. by Civilian Nathan Carlisle (Archeologist) (Tony Findora)

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Posted by Civilian Nathan Carlisle (Archeologist) in Checking In - Department of Education

Posted by Civilian Karina Enger (Director of Education) in Checking In - Department of Education
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Nathan was able to get at least a room at the local hotel situated for him for the time being until he could find a more permanent home. He had to check in with the Head of Education for Oed as he was listed to be teaching at the new Oed University.

He wore tanned slacks and a white button up shirt. Rarely did he wear the sleeves to his wrists. They were currently rolled up to his elbows, revealing his defined physique in his lower arm. A brown leather satchel was on his side as he walked into the Education offices.

Nathan approached the desk. “Hello, I’m here to see director of education I believe? I’m a new university professor, just checking in.” He offered a genuine smile as he observed the person before him and his surroundings.

-Nathan Carlisle

Quimby was a retired police captain from the OED Police force. He’d been around for a long time, had an outstanding record, and knew how to deal with any situation that might crop up. Even sitting he was eye level with most people who came in. He had a broad chest, beefy arms and legs like tree trunks, despite the white in his hair and mustache. Quimby was in charge of the university’s security. He gave a polite smile and nod to the man who approached the desk as he checked something on his screen. “Mr Carlisle, or is it doctor?” Quimby tapped on a computer screen and then set a large scanner on the counter, “Please place your hand there for identity verification.”

Nathan was a bit surprised that the man before him had known exactly who he was with no introduction. Then again, how many new teachers were they actually getting? “Mr. Carlisle is fine. I’m a doctor, but feel no need for the title, thank you.” replied Nathan as he placed his hand on the scanner set before him.

Quimby in fact had a list of all expected visitors to the college at his station. Carlisle stood out because he was the only visitor listed to see the director that day.

Once verified it was a short moment before Quimby handed over an old fashioned hard plastic badge, “Temporary access pass to the university. Director Enger is expecting you. The lift is down the hall at the very end. 3rd floor, go straight down the hall till it ends and then turn right. She’s the last office on the left.” Quimby waved over to a very comfortable lounge that included a small coffee and bakery kiosk. “Help yourself to whatever you would like.”

Quimby

Nathan gave the man a smile. “Thank you, Mr…?” he inquired.

The big man grinned, “Quimby. Head of security for the educational facilities on the colony.” He offered his hand to Carlisle. “If you need anything just ask.”

Nathan shook the man’s hand. “I’ll make sure to remember Mr. Quimby. Thanks!”

Once he got the name, he smiled and wandered off exactly where Quimby spoke. However, before getting fully underway, he did in fact get himself a small coffee with cream.

After a small trek, Nathan eventually found himself standing in front of Director Enger’s office. He pressed the door chime in request for entry.

-Nathan Carlisle, Archaeologist

There was the soft click of boots across the floor then muffled and clicks again before the door opened. Karina stood in the open door way in a soft grey pant suite and emerald green blouse. Quimby had sent a long a notice that her visitor had arrived. “Mr Carlisle? Please come in and have a seat.” The office had a large set of windows on the far side that over looked the main quad of the college. The side walls were filled with bookshelves that were only about 1/3 full at the moment. The large center area was covered in a plush area rug and framed by comfortable couches and arm chairs with a circular high polished cherry wood coffee table.

Enger, ED

Nathan grinned, his satchel still at his side and coffee in opposite hand. “Thank you,” he said as he strolled in toward one of the chairs, noting the shelves as he walked past. “How are you?” he asked as he set down the bag and took a seat. He looked up, eyes locked on the director as she moved about.

-Nathan Carlisle, Archaeologist Professor


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