#muse:stubbs

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@jestersmuses

As all new employees needed to be issued their security cards and be given a more in-depth tour as to the areas they had access to, it was a perfect opportunity to introduce himself. Stubbs examined the face on the ID card and matched it to a young man who had just exited the train to the facility.

“Kalevi?” He questioned while approaching with a smile and a hand outstretched for shaking. “I’m Ashley Stubbs, head of park security. I needed to give you your employee card and thought I could give you a better tour than orientation could.”

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@williamofwestworld

After Dolores made her escape from the park, Stubbs turned his attention elsewhere. Finally there was sense being made of the mess, much as it could be anyway. A triage center had been set up for all the guests, and he was momentarily torn between seeing to them or trying to organize cleanup for the slaughter that had been made of the hosts.

Well, the humans needed more immediate medical attention, he could try to salvage the hosts later. The security head made his way to the tents in search of one man in particular. The first responders were reluctant but allowed him to pass with a little persuasion and the head of security looked down at William. “I’m arranging to have you taken out with the first batch of evacuations. Most of them are surprised you’re still alive.”

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@drrford

The newly awoken Host wandered at his maker’s side. He was technically being given a tour of the park he was to provide security for as part of a job interview - but was already aware of his role. It was the very fine details that were escaping Ashley. “And they don’t know who they are?”

He looked down at the control room display which was zoomed in on the main town. Small figures wandered the streets and the experience watching them was odd, like spying. The new Host crossed his arms and shook his head, “Sounds like an accident waiting to happen.”