Things developed beyond everyone's expectations. No one had imagined that medical-grade needles would snap without even piercing either man's skin.
"Such tough skin." Warfarin was astonished. She stepped closer, badly wanting to squeeze their arms and legs with her hands, but held back the impulse because they were not familiar with each other.
Magnus coughed, took two new blood collection devices from Folinic, and wrapped the needles in a bit of psychic power before finally piercing their skin.
Their blood did not come gushing out. The two of them could perfectly control such tiny wounds with their muscles; every drop of blood that flowed out did so only with their permission.
It happened to meet the standards for blood testing. Their control was far more precise than some of Rhodes Island's machines.
Warfarin and Folinic put away the blood vials and left. The two men's employment assessments had officially come to an end.
The Doctor handed them two identity badges that had yet to be filled out, telling them that they could use them to access many areas of Rhodes Island.
"You can familiarize yourselves with Rhodes Island's surroundings. I can also find a guide to show you around..."
"No." Magnus declined the Doctor's offer. "I prefer exploring on my own. Having a guide explain everything would be far too boring."
Leman Russ did not shift his gaze to the Doctor until Warfarin, Folinic, and the others had disappeared from view. Magnus's chattiness and nerves of steel gave him quite a headache, and he said he wanted some alcohol.
Rhodes Island had alcohol, though it was rarely served for drinking. It was usually brought out only to celebrate the signing of major contracts or the success of missions.
The two began their own exploration, while the Doctor tucked the files