Posted March 16, 2023, 10:36 p.m. by Civilian Seamus McKenzie (Future Citizen) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Civilian Erin Hazen-Cooper (Director of Terraforming) in A Meeting Of The Minds (Tag Terraforming)
Posted by Civilian Seamus McKenzie (Future Citizen) in A Meeting Of The Minds (Tag Terraforming)
The lift doors slid open to the reception area of the office of the Director of Terraforming, and a… sight… walked into the room.Standing at almost two meters tall and weighing well over a hundred and fifty kilos, the man was intimidating. Add to that the kilt and dress shirt that he was wearing, the flaming red hair and beard, and the piercing hazel eyes… it was almost as a force of nature had entered the room.
He walked up to the desk. In a thick Scottish brogue, he said “Seamus McKenzie, Director ‘a Conservation. Here ta meet with Dr. Hazen-Cooper, I believe.”
Sir Seamus McKenzie
The petite woman behind the desk looked up at the newcomer, taking a small while as her eyes gazed upwards looking for a face. As her mind processed the sheer size of the man that had just came in, she looked positively terrified, almost as if she was ready to hide behind the desk. It was only when the man stated who he was and what he was there to do, that she forced a polite smile, gulped, and said in a pleasant tone. “Of course Dr. McKenzie, let me just check Dr. Cooper’s schedule.” There was a soft accent to her words, distinctively Terran, yet not obvious in its origin. Her eyes darted through her terminal screen and she smiled, this time more convincingly. “Ah, yes.” She muttered to herself, looking back at McKenzie. Her features were soft and pleasant, with the tan skin and almond eyes of someone of Southeast Asian descent. “Dr. Cooper’s office is the first door on the right.” She pointed to a door on the wall behind the desk. “Feel free to head over, she should already be expecting you.”
It would take long enough for McKenzie to head to the indicated door before it finally opened. On the other side was the most disorganized office that the Scot had likely laid eyes on. The office itself was spacious and bright, with massive glass windows on one side. On the far wall there was a large desk, and a small sitting area on the corner opposite to it, consisting of two comfortable looking armchairs and a light wood coffee table. Empty shelves filled the walls and boxes piled neatly against them, making it clear that the Director of Terraforming had just moved into the space. Then there were the plants. There were plants… everywhere. In glass terrariums, in pots, in jars, of different species and in different quantities, scattered around the place, making it more akin to a jungle than a working space. Yet, in clear contrast with everything around her, the woman inside the room was as composed as anyone could be. Standing at 5’4’’ she was far shorter than McKenzie (and yet, somehow, still managed to be taller than her assistant), her fiery red hair was neatly put up in an elegant knot, and she was wearing an impeccably pressed dark green dress, the light fabric flowing softly as she moved to greet her guest at the door.
“Dr. McKenzie, I’m Erin Cooper, the Colony’s new Director of Terraforming.” She said enthusiastically as she held out a hand for him to shake. Her eyes examining the man from top to bottom and a flirtatious smile showing on her lips. Yet, her tone was kept extremely professional. “Please, call me Erin. I am so sorry for the mess… I had barely any time in the office, with how sudden everything was, and this whole thing with the Vren…” Cooper motioned for him to follow her inside, and the door slid swiftly shut behind him. Erin started to move vases from the coffee table as she continued to speak. “It’s been a real whirlwind.” She smiled apologetically, motioning with her hands to one of the armchairs. “Please, take a seat. Can I offer you anything to drink?”
Erin Hazen-Cooper, Director of Terraforming
Seamus looked around the office and took in the plants specifically. “Aye. Water, if ya please. And call me Seamus. My wife would laugh at ya callin’ me ‘Doctor’.” He bent over 9ne particular plant, looked at it and felt the leaves… then without asking picked up the pot and moved it further away from the window. “Gettin’ lead burn. Either ye got it too close to the window or there is a spike in potassium in the soil. Hard to maintain these moving around like ya are, and actually impressed you have them going so well.” and he took a seat.
Seamus McKenzie, Conservation Director
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