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Edgar shook Rennell's hand firmly. "Nice to meet you Rennell. I'm Edgar." The NITWIT clicked and made processing noises, rotating the ammunition chambers around his arm. He did this on occassion when he was bored. "So...have you heard anything new lately? Things are rather slow here these days, you know..." Edgar was hoping Rennell would have some juicy scoop of info to perk him up.

Lillia could not help it, she laughed, well giggled is more like it. "My mother? Recieve a gift from space? If she had not already disowned me, she would disown me." She shook her head, her hair swinging around.

Then she looked up at him and tilted her head her fingers curling her hair, "I want to see more like you." She moved to the side and gave him a beatific smile when he agreed to show her things. "If you do not mind of course." A few minutes of silence, "I mean if you have anything else to do..."

"Does everyone but me get to go back with the Echoes?" The was rhetorical of course because he knew that there were way more than him that didn't get that privilege. But he was fine as long as he got to see Rosey from time to time. Then Rennell shrugged lightly. "She's not playing God really, I mean...Dr. Trevale knows her limits and the like. What's going on the fleet just isn't ready to be accepted on Earth yet." Which was rather true.

Then a light laugh. "Nah, my eye isn't a hobby. Had an accident and lost it...traded in the damage for a mech one that works in companion with a specialized gun I use. And I'm only upgrading it because its rather out of date. Isn't even functioning right at this moment." The wonders of his time. Most people didn't notice the eye wasn't normal. Then a smile. "But nice work you have there none the less, seems rather handy."

Edgar nodded a bit. "This is my way of getting around all of the biomechanical enhancements everyone else has." This would shock most people, he thought. Nearly everyone had one thing or another in their bodies working off technology. "Once again, I'm sorry to hear about your misfortunes. I hope you can get it in working order." Edgar smiled a bit. "To tell you the truth Rennell, I haven't even seen any of the Echoes. I haven't been around long enough, I suppose." He shrugged. "Keeping the enhanced workers in top condition is my priority around here, so as long as I'm helping someone that's helping the Echoes, I feel okay with that."

"NITWIT...yeah. It's a nifty gadget, but it is very limited at the moment." Closing his eyes, the machine shifted and beeped, the screen showing the processing commands as Edgar used his thoughts. "First...we have the Sedation Gun....uses Mandrake Solution to sedate a being based on its tolerance level of the drug. Shoot a man, shoot a bear, it doesn't matter. It injects just enough to leave the target unconsious for about an hour..."

The chambers turned again. "This is the Integrated Ether Dispenser. Kind of your basic artillery...uses ether from the air to shoot charged bolts. Weak, but unlimited. Finally...." The chambers turn one last time. "Flashbangs, you know how those go. Can only hold a few at a time."

Edgar saw the critism coming, so he shut up right then and there. He hadn't bragged much, and this was why. "Yeah..erm..sorry." He adjusted his glasses a bit and gazed down.

"See Edgar! This is why you don't show off! You don't have anything TO show off! Don't forget again or you'll feel even worse next time! Edgar thought to himself.

When Rennell mentioned he had seen the Echoes, he perked up again. Hearing that one of his friends was technically an Echo, he raised a brow. "Wow...that's pretty interesting! I wonder what it's like to be like them." After utterly embarrassing himself, Edgar left as politely as he could from Rennell. "I will talk to you later, Rennell... Goodbye." Faking a smile, Edgar nodded, then walked off.

Edgar strolled past two others who had just came by. He gave them both a nod as he moved back to his quarters. As he walked, he removed his glasses, slipping them into a plastic blue container, then putting that into his robe pocket. "Bah!" Shaking his head over and over, Edgar's mind was becoming more stressed by the second. NITWIT made some rather odd sounds, as if it were on the fritz or something. It wasn't, however. It was simply unclear on the commands Edgar was giving it. Once he reached his quarters, Edgar shut the door behind him and ripped the NITWIT off his arm. He put it on the table and stared at it after plopping down in his chair at his work desk.

"This is it....that's it! I wanted to do something more! To create! I know I have to work my way up but .....grrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!" He was talking to himself, much like he does in any situation he is stressed in. With a sigh, Edgar shook his head some more. "Maybe Uncle was right. Maybe this was a rediculous idea... I wanted to help create something extroardinary....and all I can do is put together some....idiotic thing!" Edgar plopped his head into his arms, shielding his eyes from his disgrace.

Rennell had merely taken back to that quietness he possessed when left alone with no company, since Edgar took his leave. But he jumped again when he heard James' voice bark a command at him and he spun around to see him and the girl Lilia from earlier.

Another nervous laugh as the visor slid down some, only to be pushed back up. "Wow...you just crept up on me didn't you?" Though he did walk over to be closer as apparently James was explaining Rennell to Lilia. "Actually, my eye can just make sound waves visible. It's the gun that goes with it that does all the destruction." A laugh. "Though it's on the fritz."

He gave a nod to James. Normally to anyone else he would be hands on and chummy with. But he knew better with James. " By the way Moira, thanks for the disks..." Might as well do it. Though he was still apprehensive about it all. But attention to Lilia. "Moira here showing you around I see."

Edgar lifted his head up, grunting. "Perhaps I just have to be patient....I feel like such a kid!" Fiddling with NITWIT, he continued to rattle to himself. "Getting all jealous...still though, that was rather selfish of me. What got into me! I'm a follower, not a ranter." It was getting rather hot in his quarters, but rather than adjusting the temperature, he simply opened his quarter's door to let some cooler air come in. "He was a pretty neat guy though. Wings....a Echo-like friend. Hopefully I can actually make a difference here." Flipping open a laptop, Edgar scrolled through the pages of R.E.I.I.I's sites, checking for news. Seeing nothing had updated yet, he simply browsed the site, reading up on the history of each Project and its purpose.