Reeve Thybaut sat hunched over his chemicals journal, muttering to himself. He was close to a breakthrough on a guaranteed safe container to carry the acid he used to burn through most metals, but Reeve was having some serious trouble with brainstorming ideas to refine the material he planned on using into a container like safe. A bucket would work, but it wouldn't be safe without a lid, which was where the trouble came in. He vaguely noticed someone enter the basement, but ignored it. [@KatherinWinter][@HumanMusic]