Baatar Jr

Baatar Jr. was looking at some blueprints which were about one of the machines he was creating.

He was deep in thought until a knock on the door startled him awake. He adjusted his glasses slightly before putting down his blueprints and letting the person in without looking up from his desk, as he searched for a pen and began to write something in a notebook.

"Forward."

I know what you want, I can't give any more.