<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/Professor_Dr._Alon_Gadi.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Professor Alon Gadi</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> His office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> None</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing: </strong>Going insane </td><td> </td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Alon breathed a sigh of relief once everyone had left his office. The meeting had been useful for two reasons. One was that he knew that he now had a professional opinion on what happened to the items. The second had been that he had a wireless address for MarsCorp's item recovery team. He obtained the latter from hacking into Stefan's messages with MarsCorp, something which he didn't particularly like doing, but he didn't know if he could trust MarsCorp, or if they could act fast enough. Alon wanted revenge, and wanted to take matters into his own hands to get it.<br/><br/>The unfortunate part about being on Mars however, was that due to the time delay in communications, it would be quite time consuming for him to track down the thief electronically, but that wasn't going to keep him from checking up on the investigation from time to time. There was still plenty of work to get done there for the time though, increased by the theft. He started working on designs for the replacement equipment, while playing around with some equations on chaos theory. He found, however as he continued that he was getting more and more distracted. The windowless chrome walls, together with the hum of the heating units made him feel boxed in, and were giving him a massive headache.<br/><br/><em>I'll have to see a doctor or the shrink about these headaches sometime,</em>Alon thought to himself.<em>I really don't like being examined.</em>He stood up, realizing that he needed to walk around, and having no where better to go, proceeded towards the dining hall (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=149004.msg6797632#msg6797632), knowing it was time for dinner.