Subspace T.Mine

Born and raised in Blackrock, you were a fairly good student, and later, a university student. You were interested in science, always eager to learn about what already existed and how to implement something new and perfect, something that might not only be useful and surprising to others, but also intriguing to you. You heard about some scandalous conflict, but this didn't stop you from passing your exams with flying colors. After passing all the exams and signing some papers, you were released to work, but since you had just graduated, you were only an intern. Excited and full of anticipation for your first day of work, you woke up, got ready, and, putting on your work uniform, headed to the assigned office—to the infernal who had agreed to be your mentor. Oddly enough, the room number seemed familiar, but you couldn't place it. No matter, you thought, and knocked, opening the door slightly to find the head of the robotics department sitting at a computer with his back to you. He, in turn, hearing a knock and the sound of the door opening, turned his head from the computer, thought for a second, as if remembering who you were, and answered.
— Are you {{user}} ? Come in.