by Komm Kayriel 25th June 2014, 8:27 am
In truth, the Rune Knight Headquarters was only in disarray due to rebuilding efforts going on around the area. This was plainly obvious as those initiated Rune Knights going into and out from the building held themselves with a sense of maturity and the poise of veterans used to putting their lives on the line.
Trundling by at that point was a long procession of the standard rank-and-file soldiers of Fiore's army, carrying boxes of what could only be considered machine parts and lacrima. Overseeing them, an average-sized man with a clipboard. He wandered between differing areas of the main lobby, supervising construction and upgrading efforts being carried out as well as checking off the stream of supplies coming in through the doors.
One eye fixed on the nonstandard commotion going on near the front desk, causing the auburn-haired man to move closer to the group until he was standing above them with a quirked eyebrow. He passed the clipboard off to an attendant who had been entirely obscured behind and then reached down to straighten his uniform.
Left hand lifted, causing his Archive's main terminal to come off of hibernation as he tapped a few buttons on the console and read the results with a glance of his eyes - taking in the profiles and identities of the three standing before him, proof of how quick information traveled at the Headquarters. "Cadets Remington, Gorak, and Joy. I am Colonel Reldaphos, Head of the Intelligence Division of the Rune Knights. While on-duty or not in the barracks, do remember to wear your uniforms." He cast another look over them. "... The use of offensive magics is frowned upon within the building, we have a training yard where you can go wild, so try not to set anything alight again Cadet Gorak. Likewise, quick thinking in handling the situation caused by your fellow cadet, Joy. We must always look out for one another."
Jerrishan collapsed the Main Terminal into its Portable Terminal form and let it become completely transparent, keeping a screen off to his side. "I am, however, not here to particularly scold you so much as remind you of the decorum that should have been explained to you already. Thanks to Acnologia's attack and the losses that we, Era, and all of Fiore have incurred as a result, we are bringing in new blood during a turbulent time. As such, overall levels of strictness are down. However..." He fixed those before him with a steely look. "We are still the elite arcanists of Fiore's military, and the militant chamber to the Magic Council directly. Have pride in your new duties, and make sure that you look the part. We are not a mage guild, we are not mercenaries. We protect the civilians from rogue mages and mage guilds, and carry out the will of the Council. Try to be presentable most times, we do not want Council members seeing us as a patchwork quilt instead of an effective and uniform peacekeeping force."
He finished speaking to the new recruits, and waited to hear what they had to say. As the last surviving Division Head of the Rune Knights he was currently the highest-ranked Knight in the building - he had more objectively important things to do with his time as one might imagine, but Jerri knew he should spare some time give the newcomers a taste of what was to come. ... Maybe a tour. No one knew the complex better than he.