"I rather like the high ceilings," Adem said after going through a doorway without ducking.
Icarus Sidewinder looked around the beautifully decorated hallway. "Nice and big in here. A lot of furniture and equipment too. Is William using some advanced technology to make the inside larger than the outside?"
"No," Penny replied. "We just used bright colored paint."
"Oh," the pilot said, running his finger across a seventeenth century table.
She opened up a set of oak double doors and stepped inside. "This, lady and gentlemen, is the debriefing room." A giant handcraften wooden table sat in the center of the room. It's long, rectangular form divided the large room in two. On the wall at the far end of it was a mural. With a flicker, it disappeared and was replaced by an image of world map. "You won't always be using this facility. Only when time and your current locations allow for your travel back here will you see it. But don't worry, information will be sent to you in a timely and organized fashion before you are ever sent off on an assignment."
Link Fox let out a slight whistle. "I see the money hasn't gone to waste."
"I had quite a substantial cache to pull from when I acquired the company currently known as Paragon Industries." Doc Paragon and Drake Marshall had finally caught up with the group. "Everyone, please, have a seat." He motioned for them all to take a chair as he approached the head of the table, opposite the mural/screen.
"There are a considerable number of chairs more than people to occupy them," Adem said out loud, though it sounded like an internal monologue to the rest. Drake, having worked with the alien, was used to it.
Doc Paragon smiled slightly. "I hope for us to be joined by more than this before too long."
