Post by Ira Reier on Jan 10, 2016 15:37:40 GMT -5
WE WANT YOU
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REIER TECHNOLOGIES!
Reier Technologies is searching for inspired, intellectual associates to help staff its growing its Great Basin research campus. Candidates from just about any field - from engineering and architecture to human resources and accounting - are welcome to apply. Simply submit a current résumé/CV to our website, listed below.
Accepted associates will be expected to live on campus for a minimum of six months. However, all your expenses will be paid, in addition to a very competitive salary, and you will be lodged comfortably in the apartment-style dormitories we have built for the purpose. Longer-term employment will depend on your performance and the success of the program. Relocation will also be a possibility at that point. Families and most pets are welcome.
Please submit your application before January 25, 2016. We look forward to meeting you!
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REIER TECHNOLOGIES!
Reier Technologies is searching for inspired, intellectual associates to help staff its growing its Great Basin research campus. Candidates from just about any field - from engineering and architecture to human resources and accounting - are welcome to apply. Simply submit a current résumé/CV to our website, listed below.
Accepted associates will be expected to live on campus for a minimum of six months. However, all your expenses will be paid, in addition to a very competitive salary, and you will be lodged comfortably in the apartment-style dormitories we have built for the purpose. Longer-term employment will depend on your performance and the success of the program. Relocation will also be a possibility at that point. Families and most pets are welcome.
Please submit your application before January 25, 2016. We look forward to meeting you!
The advertisement had been posted, and already the first few applications were beginning to trickle in. Ira Reier smiled. “Excellent. We are off to a fantastic start, Rebecca.”
Rebecca, Ira’s personal assistant, nodded and blushed a bit. “Thank you, Mr. Reier.”
“Ira, please.” Ira tuned to look through the windows of his skyscraper Manhattan office. “I believe with the amount of responsibility and trust I’ve given you, we may dispense with such formalities.”
“Of course.” Rebecca blushed a bit more. “Thank you… Ira.”
He glanced over his shoulder at her. “You will oversee the hiring of these ‘associates,’ as you termed them. You know what it is I am looking for.”
“Yes, of course.”
“You will have to coordinate with Carver, of course. Call him in, please.”
“Yes, sir.” Rebecca reached for a phone, and soon a young man in a tailored navy suit entered.
“Carver. Please, have a seat. You as well, Rebecca.” Both employees settled into chairs before Ira’s desk. Ira took a seat as well. “The recruitment adverts have been deployed. Miss Rivers will manage the hiring, but you, Mr. Carver, as our lead intelligence officer and government liaison, will doublecheck any potential hires for connections to any of our enemies, especially Ark Industries.”
The young man chuckled. “Moynahan got you shaken, boss?”
Ira shot him a glare. “Hardly.”
“There’s no need for it,” Carver continued, cocky enough to have missed the glare. “Ark hasn’t done anything energy related in months, and my reports state that Moynahan himself is in precarious health. But absolutely, there’s no harm in safety. I’ll double-check those hires for you.”
Ira Reier narrowed his eyes. He had never truly liked Carver; the kid thought he was in a much higher station than he was. Or maybe Carver just reminded him a bit too much of himself as a young genius in Glasgow.
“See to it, then,” Ira said dismissively. “We already have applications coming in.”
“Yes, sir.” Carver and Rebecca both stood up, preparing to leave.
“There is one more item,” Ira said. “Carver, what is the status of the asset I asked you to look into?”
Carver’s posture did sag a bit. “He’s the only one of his kind we could find. More than powerful enough to handle the… problems being caused by our methods, but also too prolific for us to extract like the others. And then there’s his relation.”
Ira raised an eyebrow. “Relation?”
“Little known fact. He’s got an even more famous half-brother. Gabriel Constant.”
“Hmm.” Ira settled back into his chair. “Acquiring him will prove difficult indeed. But, we need his talents. Find a way to do it and report back.”
“Maybe,” Carver suggested, “we should add his family to the kill list?”
That made Ira growl. “An incredibly tactless and inappropriate nickname, Mr. Carver. And no, do no such thing. He is too dangerous and quick to anger.”
“The Constants are already on it.”
“That is incidental. Find a more sensible way to acquire him, Mr. Carver. And be quiet about it. He works for a Rahal, after all. Report to me before taking any action. You are excused.”
“Yes, sir.” Carver and Rebecca left.
Ira returned to his spot at the window, gazing across Manhattan, taking in its impressive skyline. This feeling of power, of inspiration. It was beginning to feel just a touch like ownership.
Rebecca, Ira’s personal assistant, nodded and blushed a bit. “Thank you, Mr. Reier.”
“Ira, please.” Ira tuned to look through the windows of his skyscraper Manhattan office. “I believe with the amount of responsibility and trust I’ve given you, we may dispense with such formalities.”
“Of course.” Rebecca blushed a bit more. “Thank you… Ira.”
He glanced over his shoulder at her. “You will oversee the hiring of these ‘associates,’ as you termed them. You know what it is I am looking for.”
“Yes, of course.”
“You will have to coordinate with Carver, of course. Call him in, please.”
“Yes, sir.” Rebecca reached for a phone, and soon a young man in a tailored navy suit entered.
“Carver. Please, have a seat. You as well, Rebecca.” Both employees settled into chairs before Ira’s desk. Ira took a seat as well. “The recruitment adverts have been deployed. Miss Rivers will manage the hiring, but you, Mr. Carver, as our lead intelligence officer and government liaison, will doublecheck any potential hires for connections to any of our enemies, especially Ark Industries.”
The young man chuckled. “Moynahan got you shaken, boss?”
Ira shot him a glare. “Hardly.”
“There’s no need for it,” Carver continued, cocky enough to have missed the glare. “Ark hasn’t done anything energy related in months, and my reports state that Moynahan himself is in precarious health. But absolutely, there’s no harm in safety. I’ll double-check those hires for you.”
Ira Reier narrowed his eyes. He had never truly liked Carver; the kid thought he was in a much higher station than he was. Or maybe Carver just reminded him a bit too much of himself as a young genius in Glasgow.
“See to it, then,” Ira said dismissively. “We already have applications coming in.”
“Yes, sir.” Carver and Rebecca both stood up, preparing to leave.
“There is one more item,” Ira said. “Carver, what is the status of the asset I asked you to look into?”
Carver’s posture did sag a bit. “He’s the only one of his kind we could find. More than powerful enough to handle the… problems being caused by our methods, but also too prolific for us to extract like the others. And then there’s his relation.”
Ira raised an eyebrow. “Relation?”
“Little known fact. He’s got an even more famous half-brother. Gabriel Constant.”
“Hmm.” Ira settled back into his chair. “Acquiring him will prove difficult indeed. But, we need his talents. Find a way to do it and report back.”
“Maybe,” Carver suggested, “we should add his family to the kill list?”
That made Ira growl. “An incredibly tactless and inappropriate nickname, Mr. Carver. And no, do no such thing. He is too dangerous and quick to anger.”
“The Constants are already on it.”
“That is incidental. Find a more sensible way to acquire him, Mr. Carver. And be quiet about it. He works for a Rahal, after all. Report to me before taking any action. You are excused.”
“Yes, sir.” Carver and Rebecca left.
Ira returned to his spot at the window, gazing across Manhattan, taking in its impressive skyline. This feeling of power, of inspiration. It was beginning to feel just a touch like ownership.
