<strong>Your Characters name:</strong>Devon Coulier<br/><strong>Day of the Week:</strong>Monday, May 21, 2050<br/><strong>Current Location:</strong>Conference Room<br/><br/>Devon rested back in the chair, his feet propped up slightly onto one of the tables feet, as he rested in the hard plastic chair. He was annoyed by that, missing the comfy swivel chair that he usually rested in while waiting for the day. This day was different though, as they had finally begun the drug trials for the new TP drugs. He let out a small smile at that, already seeing some choice examples of unease, stress, and eagerness.<br/><br/>He sported simple attire, at least for him. A simple dark blue button up short sleeve shirt covered his chest, showing a white undershirt as he left the top button undone. Along with those were a pair of black jeans, the most casual outfit that he could find for this. He had a simple philosophy, 'dress to impress, even if it's not the best'. To him, it meant to look good and pleasing to any that he met, regardless of the event...<br/><br/>well, besides sporting events...<br/><br/>Still, as he leaned back, he continued to scan the small crowd that had begun to form, though none of them bearing the orange name tag that would be similiar to his. Still, there was plenty of time to wait, so as he settled in as much as he could into the hard plastic, he kept one eye open, looking for his volunteer to arrive with the needed paperwork.