<strong>Location:</strong>ADAMS Headquarters (First Haven, Watcher’s Island). Grigori Docking Bay - the Observation Bridge<br/><strong>Date:</strong>5 January 2099. Monday<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Yeonhye Chae<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>The hot Styrofoam cup didn't bother her hand, as Yeonhye walked down the halls towards her workplace. It probably helped that she was gripping it with her prosthetic arm, because it was still fresh and scalding hot. She'd learned nothing if not to use her disabilities to her advantage. It was the only real way to survive in the world they were living in, at least that's the way she saw it.<br/><br/>She reached up with her organic arm, and rubbed her temple idly as she walked, trying to get this nagging headache to go away. She hadn't even been drinking the night before, so she just had to assume the universe hated her. Still, she had thankfully managed to avoid any loud obnoxious noises, and the halls were mercifully quiet; busy, but quiet, with people far too busy rushing about to this place or that to stop and make smalltalk.<br/><br/>Soon enough, she reached the observation bridge and as the doors opened, she silently prayed that things would be at least somewhat quiet until her head stopped throbbing. It seemed that Luastin had just arrived moments before her, but she barely had time to fully take in the state of the room before she was being addressed. She gave a quick nod and replied simply, "Understood."<br/><br/>The truth was she was interested in synchronization. It wasn't her field, specifically, but everything she knew about the Grigori and how they worked and how their pilots engaged with them was more information she could factor in to her own research. Who knows, perhaps there was some hidden key in the synchronization data... some secret that could unlock the concept of a weapon that could turn the tide in this war for survival; something that could be exploited for an edge in combat.<br/><br/>For now, she would just observe and keep to herself, not being one to be overly talkative unless it was required. She eventually brought the tea up to her lips and blew on it, before taking a sip, followed by a longer gulp as she confirmed that the temperature had dropped to safe levels. She was going to need the caffeine to keep her alert... and hopefully the soothing quality of the tea would help ease this bloody headache...