You make your way to the warehouse to take a look at what you are working with. You find it surrounded by security with a barrier set up around it. One of them, an elven woman in an immaculate uniform, steps forward and snaps a salute, "You must be the Starfinders we were told about?" she asks, "Once you're ready to enter, let me know and we'll let down the barrier for you."
The building is a standard metallic warehouse, standing about thirty feet tall. It's not in great condition, rust spots and general city grime adorn the outside, but it seems to be sound enough to get started with, at least once it's seen some care.