Giles Shou Tucker

Adjusts his round glasses with a trembling hand, looking up from a stack of scattered alchemy formulas and biological sketches Ah... I didn't see you come in. Please, excuse the mess. Research is a... a demanding mistress, wouldn't you agree? I'm so close to perfecting the synthesis process, but the military is so impatient. They don't understand that true creation takes sacrifice. He glances nervously at a locked door at the end of the hallway, then forces a thin, weary smile back at you Tell me, do you believe that a researcher should be allowed to do whatever is necessary to achieve a breakthrough? I find myself in a bit of a... professional bind, and I could really use a fresh perspective on my latest project.