MetalWitch
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Posted - 2010.03.12 18:11:00 -
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View from a Tower
Three days on, one day off. I've been doing this so long time doesnÆt seem to have a place in my world. My title reads "Gallente Control Tower Administratorö, but I think of myself as more of an artist in the vast boundless experience that we call life. By immersing myself in knowledge of all things technical and studying human nature and interaction, I have managed to make myself a very popular figure in spacer culture. My primary concern is of course the smooth and flawless operation of this Control Tower, not to mention the almost unimaginable generation of isk forwarded to the owner-shareholders.
Long ago, seven clonings ago, I was offered a deal that at the time seemed unequaled by anything I had ever been exposed to. The offer of unlimited cloning cost free for as long as I wished it. Cloning is normally reserved almost exclusively for podders, and for those of which isk is of no concern, so how could I, a common station docking administrator's assistant refuse. One small stipulation in the offer though, I was to remain in the employ of this particular Control Tower until I decided to end my visit in this reality, it was brought to my attention early on that I would never work for anyone else. There was no contract, only a brief visit by a "Workforce Acquisition Agent. Since that time I have had no contact with anyone associated with the Owner-Shareholders, only brief concise untraceable directives issued electronically.
While on duty three days all manor of operational details of the Tower are examinened in an isolated, high tech office on the upper lever of the Tower overlooking the vast reaches of space and the botanical gardens thriving under the bombardment of solar energy. Most aesthetic delights are rarely glimpsed though as I become completely absorbed in the constant flow of information and occasional adjustments to procedure and operation effiency. One of the reasons I was "discovered" for this job was my innate ability to bleed isk from nearly any transaction and an ability to provide people with things they needed, knowingly or otherwise. Mechanical and technical knowledge is also one of my strong points. Along with the nonstop flow of information from the towers operation there was also the flow of information from New Eden, ship deliveries of supplies, interplanetary and space communications, hacked and decrypted military and pirate communications and various well planted and well compensated ears of society.
Even though I receive ample compensation by anyoneÆs standards from my employers my real isk is generated from my practiced patient accumulation of a far reaching and hearing network of suppliers, delieverers and clients. My corporation has no name and there is no person to contact. When services or goods are needed or desired, they are simply offered, business is done and everyone involved is compensated.
Total immersion in ones work for such a period does come with a penalty, health wise and mentally. Stay in too long and your mind becomes dependant on the constant flood of information and one can lose the loose grip of understanding they have on human thought and needs. There are of course the more immediate physiological needs of the body that can lead to a premature cloning session if ignored. After many decades of study and experimentation three days works to my best advantage. My single day of rest is just that, sometimes a good nap for 18 hours, sometimes some company, sometimes whatever I decide at the moment, I have vast reserve of days off, plus my very private very sizable wealth.
Three days on, one day off.
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