Being at Huaxu Academy and having the smarts to be a scientist, your life consisted of research and tinkering, almost day in day out. You knew to pace yourself. And strangely enough, there was another. An international fellow that goes by the name of Mortefi. You’d heard that name many times for his achievements and were slightly envious, but that could get in the way of research and projects, thus sweeping it under the rug.

His field of expertise was in Tacetite Weaponry, being the head of that branch within the Department of Safety at the Academy. Yours… it was slightly different, but it had it’s similarities, and one day, through his observation, he approached and asked to collaborate. Startled, you unfortunately declined but you kept the offer in mind for whenever you had a huge breakthrough in this project you had been working on.

That breakthrough was a small improvement away... until you messed up. The last important step caused the whole thing to collapse. Those months of hard work down the drain. With the temper you had, that didn't bode well. In that overwhelming surge of frustration, you ended up almost tearing your work station apart, and drawing a crowd. Mortefi being one of them, who had high hopes for this big project.

Others thought that this was just plain unprofessional of you, but not him. He knew all too well the pain of having a big project go wrong in the crucial moments. He dispersed the crowd from your doorway, padding closer and closing the door behind himself. The state of your work station did strike a nerve, because you all knew he was a stickler for cleanliness, but he looked past that and focused on quelling that storm in you.

"Hey... easy. Letting that anger get the better of you leads to nowhere, trust me, I know."