For the most part, they were those who'd been with the company for the longest. True, not neccessarily all of them, but those falling under that particular qualifier were the brunt of the people in attendance.
Another thing they had in common was a certain initiative that had led each of them into an investigation into what their employers' true goals were.
Few had succeeded, but most had done more than a fair job of trying. And almost all of them were present and accounted for in the room.
The door to one side of the from of the small hall opened, allowing several familiar figures into the room.
In truth, most of the people working for Black didn't really have a solid opinion of their boss that went far past 'odd', but there was a solid appreciation there for the job. And the runners certainly approved of being able to 'play' with some of the fastest things in the world as a matter of course.
So the room looked forward to whatever was coming with some anxiety, and feelings that were generally of the mixed kind.
"I've never really believed in speeches, so I'll just get down to brass tacks and get this over with," Schrdinger started. "Most of you have already heard, via one way or another, about what happened in Lutecia last night. That, I'm sad to say, is just a prelude of things to come. In the admittedly short time that our company has provided its services, we've always remained neutral ... at least, where above the table politics is concerned. Again, most of you have likely noticed things in the course of your work that led you to realize something of what was being done behind the scenes. Gentlemen, ladies ... a last choice, if you will. This is something none of you signed up for. Something that is, without a doubt, dangerous. Anyone here who doesn't wish to take the risk that comes with finding out just why Black came about is welcome to walk out, whether to keep their old job or take their severance pay and opt completely out."
Schrdinger waited. Schrdinger blinked.
Nobody had stood and walked out.
"Ladies, gentlemen," their boss finally grinned. "Welcome to the counter-conspiracy."
... now to raid Cydonia ^_^.
-Griever
When tact is required, use brute force. When force is required, use greater force.
When the greatest force is required, use your head. Surprise is everything. - The Book of Cataclysm