John jumped out of bed and looked around the room when he heard the voice boom through the base. "Just time for briefing," he said as he searched his room for slippers. John's room was a mess, one wall completely taken over by cluttered bookshelves, another having been captured by his workbench, which was mostly taken up by his new project. His king size bed was put in an alcove in the floor and was covered in a mess of blankets. John yawned as he walked into mission control still in his pajamas. He noticed the kid in the suit and realized he was one of his teammates. He had only skimmed the files but he assumed this was Nic. "Hey," He said as he took the seat at the other head so he was looking straight at Nic. "I'm Steampunk."