@badrcputation || plotted!
Holding a letter he was given by the Intellegia Guild, Kaveh looked for the room he was told to go to. It was a collaboration of sorts between them and the Armed Archeologists. Though from the snickering they made, it felt more like punishment. Little whispers and murmurs about the man they chose for the blond to work with.
A man who was told by others he was hard to work with. He was too self centered, too ruthless and quick to hit someone with chalk. Others said he liked to wear plaster if he found what the people around him said was stupid. In other words, Veritas Ratio was a hard man to work with.
Unfortunately for Kaveh, he didn't get much of a choice. This was just another day at work. Geniuses had temperaments. He knew he had one himself. His own friend roommate had it. It was to be expected at this point. The best thing he could do was be polite on his end and hope for the best.
Once he had found the room, he gave the door three polite knocks. He quickly pulls on his clothing, to get rid of any wrinkles. And clears his throat. “Hello? I'm Kaveh, with the Armed Archeologists. I was told I could find Dr. Ratio here.”