He had a distinct lack of connections in his own division. It was about time to stop lollygagging around and branch out beyond the probably-great-for-sending-out-on-menial-tasks-page that was Noah to someone a little higher on the food chain.
So there in the labs sat one giant, casually laid back in a chair, a sprawl of papers before him being ignored as he thought. A cup of coffee, strained from the use of a gas stove and an old match, steamed nearby.
What was the best way to endear himself to someone? Probably by waiting around and pulling the wet-behind-the-ears-adorer act, assuming they didn't already start judging him by the unfortunate way his eyes and smile didn't quite align pleasantly. Or, if they all were as cozy as Ami, just grinning and bearing it. But there was information here, and while what he was studying at the moment (general Fear makeup) was intriguing, the mention of someone's studies being forbidden only piqued his curiosity. In order to start establishing himself, he needed to mingle.
Owain, normally a better influence on him, was all for sucking up to people in general. (( For science! )) he explained.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN: Deus Ex Machina
Welcome to Deus Ex Machina, a humble training facility located on a remote island.
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