He has never been down here before. He's never had reason to come down to these levels, and in all honesty he still does not have a larger purpose or design in his decision to explore the underground portion of the base. He does not understand most of what he has seen, which is not surprising given he skipped a century and a half when he came to this world. He does not even really understand the tools he uses in his daily work, but with persistence born of a bland indifference to difficulty he has come to be able to fulfill his data entry duties at his computer workstation.
He has slipped in and out of rooms by following on the heels of the more visible. He's mostly interested in learning about the chaotic and evil creatures rumored to be held somewhere in these basements, but instead he has found one laboratory after another. Now he stands outside another door, patiently waiting for someone to come or go and allow him inside. The door is locked, which indicates there is something of interest inside...or would be something of interest if he knew enough to be interested.
There is a woman looking in his direction. She does not look like the employees he has seen here, and Rashad turns his head to stare openly back, assuming she cannot see him. He takes his time looking at her and taking inventory of her garb and appearance, then calmly takes a few steps to one side and turns to look behind where he was, then back at her again.
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He has slipped in and out of rooms by following on the heels of the more visible. He's mostly interested in learning about the chaotic and evil creatures rumored to be held somewhere in these basements, but instead he has found one laboratory after another. Now he stands outside another door, patiently waiting for someone to come or go and allow him inside. The door is locked, which indicates there is something of interest inside...or would be something of interest if he knew enough to be interested.
There is a woman looking in his direction. She does not look like the employees he has seen here, and Rashad turns his head to stare openly back, assuming she cannot see him. He takes his time looking at her and taking inventory of her garb and appearance, then calmly takes a few steps to one side and turns to look behind where he was, then back at her again.