Remember: everything Hubert Von Vestra says is made up.

*The library in the Officers Academy was an oasis of peace and quiet. A place where time came to a halt, and where one could disappear into the vast array of books and knowledge the library had to offer. Hubert sat at one of the many desks, a stack of texts in front of him, and he read through them meticulously, carefully considering each word and sentence as he made his way through the tome. He was focused and intent, completely absorbed in his studies.*