David walked in the integration room, closing the door behind him. He quickly took one look around and instantly thought. "Fuck, what crime did I commit?" David continued to look his eyes falling on the doctor sitting on the table. "Not gonna cuff me down to the chair are you?" David asked, referring to the crime scene drama show vibe the room was setting off. With a quick chuckle he walked further in and out stretched his hand to the Doctor. "David Fright." David introduced himself to the man.

David nodded sitting down. David took another quick glance around the room, nothing there was nothing but that mirror. David couldn't help but wonder who was behind there, if anyone was behind the one-way glass at all."Well then if that's what I'm here for, let us start Doctor." David said a grin resting on his lips.

David sat back in his chair and sat back. Most people would of jumped to the conclusion of him being a fire elemental fully. Because he didn't look like a Halfling, as it was almost impossible to tell. "I'm a fire elemental human, Halfling Doctor." David said with a small shrug.

David sat back in his seat putting his hands on his lap. His grin breaking into a smile. "When I first walked through the SRT entrance for the first time. Cheesy I know, but as a kid my parents would tell me bed time stories of their grand adventures in SRT. Of how they saved people and got the bad guys. So when I finally got here, it was if I was about to start living those dreams." David smiled shaking his head a bit with a soft chuckle. "Sounds like the all American army boy's story I know, but it becomes so much more exciting when you are living it rather than looking at it." David explained

David's cheerful smile suddenly dipped into a frown as he was asked about his kill count. He hadn't been here for too long, meaning his kills came from before SRT. Some of which stirred up bad memories. David sighed, then taking a deep breath before answering. "My kills as of now is three." David said. Three people. Two killed out of rage, the other killed because he had to. David shook his head warding off these bad memories. They couldn't do anything, they were just memories. They had power over him now. Presides it was all behind him. All in the past.

"I'm not afraid to kill, but that doesn't mean the grounds on which I do kill don't haunt me." David answer then the doctor went onto the next question. He actually chuckled at the doctors assumption. Yeah, he took after his mother. But his father wasn't the killer in his family. "My father was an interesting man, you may of heard of a Special Op with the code name of Ingis, yeah that was him." David started,, smiling remembering his fallen father. "He was an out spoken man, with a knack for magic, he taught me everything I know about magic in combat. He was a carrying, usually telling people, touch his family and he will end you." David said, a small frown appearing on his face. His father was never able to fill in that promise when his sister was taken from them. "Or at least try." David said a hint of misery seeping into his voice.