Freeport 10's Research Deck: Commonwealth Research and Development Wing.

[The_Normal_Anomaly]

Dr. Conway abruptly stands up, walking over to one side of the room and pulling down one of his numerous boxes of old work. Piles of devices built out of idle energies over the years. Each box a metric of time wasted. The sheer volume of space taken up by these little side projects makes even clearer to him just how much he needs to have a goal. But perhaps, these little trinkets could finally find a use now.

He rifles through his 'trash' looking for things of use, getting a mental image of what he has done. This box is some of his most recent work, and it gives him despair to see just how disjointed and useless his labors had become.

"I should take a break . . . build something simple, just to keep my hands working. But what?" he says aloud, pausing to take notice of the bizarre acoustics his little workshop offers. He thinks back, across the energy pets and his door-busting gun, coming up with few outstanding commitments for any building projects. He finally comes across one idea however.



"I did promise to make a gift for my new boss, but never got around to doing it. I suppose I should get that done before . . . I take more dynamic actions here." he thinks, as he opens up another file on his datapad, a list of schematics for potential small arms he has pondered over time. Going through, choosing one within a few minutes, he moves over to the doorway. "That'll do the trick, I think."

He opens the door and proceeds to the fabrication areas, to begin working on getting this little object built.