[b]If the screaming ship wasn't enough, the yells of the man certainly caught the scientist's attention. He ran a hand through his grey hair of medium length. his skin was by no means tan, resulting in a bright white, like his lab coat. His pants were blank, along with his shoes. The man's hands were covered in metal, along with his forearms, shins and boots. He walked quietly to the area, a slight smile on his aged face. His glasses were bent out of shape, as he adjusted them with the metal gloves, where the sparking of electricity could be heard. He sat on a park bench, with his gloves sparking a newly brought out cig. He blew the smoke into a white-half formed skull. Something he hoped to learn.[/b] Angry? Scared?