His head turns sharply back to Trex, quirking his brow. "Hm, what? Oh-! Yes... I've forgotten." His eyes flicked about, followed by a rather exaggerated shrug. "Yup! All gone! Well, this is embarrassing... Wasn't too important then, I suppose!" He stood up from the chair grabbing the cylinder and he...

"Have you ever taken shit in zero gravity? Talk about prairie-dogging, if you know what i mean." He threw his feet back off the desk, kicking the steel cylinder off. In a quick flash of motion he grabbed it by the handle before it hit the floor. A sigh of deep relief came from him and he placed it b...

Dr. Cantwell, completely ignoring Trex's request for him to leave, sat down on one of the chairs opposite of him. He threw his feet up onto the desk, knocking several papers and memorabilia off the surface. His grin lessened into a smirk and he sipped from his coffee, setting the steel cylinder down...

The door opened, and a man stepped inside. His blonde hair was combed neatly into a part, and his face shaven to a light stubble. With a quick brush he removed some scattered crumbs from his blue and black striped tie. The bright yellow under shirt he wore, despite being an utter eye-sore, complimen...