<div class="floatleft">(http://i57.tinypic.com/16ks1aw.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Doct-R-NIK-1<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Worrying. Warm. Other W-things.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>B3729 Sector PLX<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Orange IntSec individual.<br/><hr/><br/>Doct-R-NIK-1 looks at the new addition to the room. Her brusque movements and patterns of speech worry him, and he complies by taking one of the red chairs though he does not like doing so and tries to shield his eyes from the harsh light with a hand.<strong>"Is this relating to the briefing for my troubleshooter assignment, or a separate matter? If I may be allowed to know, of course. I make no presumptions about my authority to ask such questions, and was only seeking clarification that I might better compartmentalize my thinking."</strong>Never a man satisfied with 3 words when 20 would suffice was old Doct-R-NIK-1. The truth would out. Was she here to monitor the meeting and ensure nothing improper occurred? Was he being investigated for some perceived misdeed? Had the chickens finally come home to roost for that thing he did that one time that he couldn't properly recall right now because the pressure was so intense and WHY did the lights have to be so bright and so hot and this chair was simply miserable...<br/><br/>He breathed, very carefully, calmly, and warmly.