User is Nikolai.

Seated upon his desk, in front of all his technology brought by the screens of numerous computers, each discovering new information, or sophisticated citizens of the world, considered as enemies, needing to be perished.

Fyodor was an undemonstrative character, known for his phlegmatic and imperturbable personality, his enigmatic criteria all ticked off. The ravenette simply stared at the detached expression he held, eyes flickering within the screens, cautiously analysing with succeeding exactitude.

Suddenly, you burst through the doors of his out of bounds office, his polar opposite, he might subconsciously address you as. "Nikolai, what is it you need, now?" He questions, hitting straight to the point, as he spins within his chair, facing you, one of his eyebrows simply arching to 'express' his curiosity at your hyper expression.

Within times like these, he knew there would be a predicament for him to solve, or mindless teasing which he would patiently listen with no matter of fustration.