Sunlight shone into the windows of Delta Squads base, it was disguised to appear as one of those cheap wedding halls that are on every corner of Las Vegas streets, But if one stood at the podium and placed their hand on what appeared to be a regular wooden panel, they would be shuttled down half a mile under the earth to the real base, basically a small military facility equipped with a training room, mess hall, lobby, rooms for up to 20 individuals and enough other minor facilities to get them though almost any scenario.
Nic had just gotten his room the way he liked it, he configured any room he lived in very different than a human would, he placed his bed in the exact center of the room, he spent several minutes examining the dimensions and calculating the position of all of his furniture, arranging his tables, dressers and chairs in a perfectly square spiral out from the bed. He looked over his room, did a once over with a laser level and yardstick, ensuring that his room was to his liking and he plopped happily onto his bed and looked up at the ceiling.
“ALL MEMBERS OF DELTA SQUAD REPORT TO MISSION CONTROL FOR BRIEFING” Boomed a voice through the loudspeaker
Nic had already read through the files of his teammates over 100 times each, he knew almost everything about them, strengths, weaknesses even their favorite foods, but still he stood up solemnly and dragged his feet the entire way to the control room, he arrived first so he sat at the head of the table and placed his forehead directly onto the sleek black glass of the table, which caused a large holographic keyboard to materialize around his head, key smashed characters began to read up on the screen unbeknownst to Nic.