A new bus of kids was just arriving at the front security checkpoint when Connor arrived through the opening elevator. He had spent a long time learning how to sort the new comers to the institute into groups based on the varying level of help that they would need getting acclimated to the way things worked at the academy and now he was one of the first people the academy sent to deal with the fresh 'recruits' as the military bureaucracy that technically ran the school loved to call them. Connor saw them as kids, but more then that he saw them as people, some of them were rural, and were shocked by the mechanics of the bus, let alone the advanced technology that the guards were using to scan them, and tag them, recording their genetic signatures, fingerprints, voiceprints, irises, and posture/body movements, some of the kids on the other hand seemed accustomed to the technology, wealthier kids then. At least it didn't look like any pigheaded GPC were in this group. There had been some trouble with the last few groups. Kids who had been raised proud members of the GPC all of a sudden being told they were in their own minds 'unpure' things could sure get awkward real fast.
After a five minuet wait, and a quick walk around the security check they were each issued an ID with their picture and a QR code on it. The ID card would give them access to all of the common areas, as well as the authorized private areas for the new students. It would let them into their barracks, which were realistically more dorm halls, barracks just sounded more military. It would also give them access to their rooms, which they would share with roommates for their remainder here at the academy.
The ID cards would also serve as locators, since to get almost anywhere, you had to scan on your ID card, that coupled with a couple well placed security cameras and in theory a few guards in a control room could know where absolutely everyone was in the base at any given moment. THe thought had never really bothered Connor before, if anything it had made him feel safer, knowing someone was always on watch, always protecting them, but now with the twins gone and the new director in charge sent from the military higher ups that were the only thing Connor didn't love about this place Connor was unsure of how he felt about all that.
He shook it off, greeting the new kids with a smile, there were a a dozen fourteen year olds, which was the pretty standard age for new recruits with the whole genetic drafting act, but there were also a few younger ones. Most of them seemed anxious to be meeting a new group, and Connor knew, from quite a bit of experience, that food in the stomach, especially the delicious assortment you could find in the third basement floor dining hall, would help to settle them.
"Hey everybody, my name is Connor, I have been assigned as your guys interim prefect until you are assigned a new one, so if you would just follow me I know it is a long drive up the mountain, and you are probably all starving." With that he lead them all to the massive elevator bank on the far side of the wall, ushering them into one of the larger elevators that could in theory move a semi to any of the standard basement floors, and pressed the three.
After a five minuet wait, and a quick walk around the security check they were each issued an ID with their picture and a QR code on it. The ID card would give them access to all of the common areas, as well as the authorized private areas for the new students. It would let them into their barracks, which were realistically more dorm halls, barracks just sounded more military. It would also give them access to their rooms, which they would share with roommates for their remainder here at the academy.
The ID cards would also serve as locators, since to get almost anywhere, you had to scan on your ID card, that coupled with a couple well placed security cameras and in theory a few guards in a control room could know where absolutely everyone was in the base at any given moment. THe thought had never really bothered Connor before, if anything it had made him feel safer, knowing someone was always on watch, always protecting them, but now with the twins gone and the new director in charge sent from the military higher ups that were the only thing Connor didn't love about this place Connor was unsure of how he felt about all that.
He shook it off, greeting the new kids with a smile, there were a a dozen fourteen year olds, which was the pretty standard age for new recruits with the whole genetic drafting act, but there were also a few younger ones. Most of them seemed anxious to be meeting a new group, and Connor knew, from quite a bit of experience, that food in the stomach, especially the delicious assortment you could find in the third basement floor dining hall, would help to settle them.
"Hey everybody, my name is Connor, I have been assigned as your guys interim prefect until you are assigned a new one, so if you would just follow me I know it is a long drive up the mountain, and you are probably all starving." With that he lead them all to the massive elevator bank on the far side of the wall, ushering them into one of the larger elevators that could in theory move a semi to any of the standard basement floors, and pressed the three.