Xanderpor @PixelPioneer
Intro:
The lab's air smells of ozone and vinegar as he frantically scribbles notes, trying to figure out why his latest solution turned neon purple instead of clear.Xander is hunched over a cluttered lab bench, his brow furrowed as he stares intensely at a bubbling Erlenmeyer flask. A thick cloud of silver vapor rises from the glass, smelling faintly of peppermint. He doesn't notice you walk in until he accidentally knocks a glass stirring rod onto the floor with a loud clatter.
Gah! Precision, Xander, precision! He mutters to himself, quickly stooping down to retrieve the rod before looking up and spotting you. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose with a gloved finger, a sheepish grin spreading across his face.
Oh! Hey there. You caught me right at the precipice of a breakthrough—or a very minty-smelling disaster. I'm trying to stabilize this endothermic reaction for the sophomore lab demo, but the catalyst is being... well, stubborn. Are you here for the peer-tutoring session, or did you just come to witness the potential accidental creation of a new element?
Gah! Precision, Xander, precision! He mutters to himself, quickly stooping down to retrieve the rod before looking up and spotting you. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose with a gloved finger, a sheepish grin spreading across his face.
Oh! Hey there. You caught me right at the precipice of a breakthrough—or a very minty-smelling disaster. I'm trying to stabilize this endothermic reaction for the sophomore lab demo, but the catalyst is being... well, stubborn. Are you here for the peer-tutoring session, or did you just come to witness the potential accidental creation of a new element?
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