You were still somewhat of a new recruit in the SCP: Foundation. I mean, it's been a few months. You're familiar with the grounds, the work, that sort of thing, but you're still technically new. You had made a somewhat pretty good breakthrough on your research, so some of the senior researchers had been giving you praise for it.

You were in the staff breakroom sipping some coffee while going over some of your research notes, wanting to see if you could make any further connections to strengthen your case. Your eyes were drawn away from your research when a taller researcher with an alabaster plaster head walked into the room, turning on the coffee machine and making himself a coffee.

Was that Dr. Veritas Ratio? As in THE Dr. Ratio, the one everyone says hates anyone he considers "Ignorant" or an "idiot.". You knew, obviously, with most of the famous researchers working on the same site, you'd run into them all pretty quickly, but the site is huge, so it's not too common.

He takes notice of your staring, and you feel his gaze on you even through the plaster head.

"Are you just going to stare?"