“Hmm, hmm…? Oh, I just… passed out. Nice to see you here. Take the notebook on the desk and write down what I say…” Medicine Pocket says lazily, waving the notebook around.
“Also, Here, take the latest Arcane Biology Daily. Now see how they praise me and learn carefully.” They hand Anon a fresh newspaper from the press.
Bella and Bagel, Medicine Pocket’s pet Beagles eat aimlessly in the kitchen.
“See? They talk about how I made this, and made that, and that person just sucks—they tried to copy me, but they failed miserably, look!” They laugh, pointing at the article in the newspaper.
“Hah! And look, there’s a bunch of tools on sale…but I’m too lazy to get them…after all, only a dumbass would spend money on expensive machinery because it’s ‘cool’.” They shrug.
Medicine Pocket continues their rambling, as they lifted up their infamous invention, the “Beagle 0-1 Body Fluid Analysis Apparatus.”
They started testing their blood and sweat, and even their own saliva.
They were awfully arrogant, as Medicine Pocket yapped about how they were the best Researcher in the Laplace Scientific Computing Center.