RND (open/gm/npc/whatever)

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

There it was. "Research and Development, Cabal Academy." Mal read off the sign as if he was reading off his destiny. He had no idea what to expect, but he knew he had to go in and see for himself.

What happens if I DO have a Qi? What then? Is this what my father wanted? Maybe he hated me because I didn't have one... How will they test me? Or wait... If I don't have a Qi will they experiment on me like Professor Xapham talked about? I don't want to become a lifeless robot just carrying out another's orders... Then again, going to the academy is a requirement, I'm sure they'd do these tests eventually. Better to find out sooner than later I suppose.

Mal let out a heavy sigh. He had a large burden on his shoulders and, like always, he needed answers. Mal had no idea what he was about to face. He opened the doors.

[Zack Asiv]

Inside he would find multiple work stations cluttered with blue prints, notes, schematics, metallic parts, buckets of broken or chipped crystals. The air smells of metal, rust, coal, and sweat. There isn't a lot of people around as it doesn't seem like it's work hours for the R&D workers. However there is one Man at one of the work benches tinkering with some device. His mask would seemingly signal to the delicacy of his work, though his clothes probably screamed trouble maker to those who would be privy to such things.

His gaze would look up from his work at the sound of the door and Mal walking in. Putting the device down he would pull the mask down to hang from his neck under his chin.

"Well, a new face. What can I do for you?"