Rex snorted as he looked over some university literature. Tipitaka Medaw... What kind of a name was that? Well. At least the... Sheer Bridge Gate College looked promising. He didn't want to be faculty, of course (did they even need faculty?), but he could, perhaps, make connections, find some leads for a job that would put his engineering skills to practical use.

Now it was just a matter of finding his way to the right people. Rex had never actually had to go looking for a job before-- his last job found him, after all-- so this process was somewhat alien to him. Way to have no real life skills, Rex.