"Great, that's what the WRO is." Marianne reached down for the folder of new employee materials. "There's a mission statement somewhere in that mess, don't as me where though. We're looking to get a sort of...temporary-to-permanent lab in the city, since if anything weird happens it's goin' to happen in Edge first. Always fucking does." That's what happened when you lived near the hellhole that was Midgar city ruins. "You interested in working here?"