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Who: Tseng and Scarlet; open to anyone at the ShinRa house in Gongaga.
When: Current day, late night
Location: Gongaga
Rating: PG
Summary: Scarlet decides she needs another coffee after 'working so hard' on her new designs.
Scarlet had set to work not longer after her meeting with Rufus. There was no need for any materials yet, but there will be time in the future to either disturb Rufus or Tseng with obtaining her the materials she’d need. Right now all she needed was enough drawing and grid paper, items to design with and coffee. She’d hauled herself up in her room after obtaining these items.
Sleep was of no interest to her at this point - not when there were dozens of designs running through her head and begging to be released.
Graphite danced across the page beneath her hand as Scarlet worked. There was the beginning of a sketch for a new type of gun taking form, but it was far from being considered finished. Crossing one leg over the other, Scarlet’s blue gaze flickered over to the miniature robot buzzing around on her desk. Her lips curved up into a near-affectionate smile as she poked the little tin can with the rubber end of her pencil.
“You’re simply going to have to wait your turn,” She softly murmured to the miniature robot. It was one similar to the Moth Slashers that once inhabited the higher floors of the old ShinRa building, but with limited resources at her disposal a few days back, it was hardly as impressive as the original creation. It couldn’t do much more than a few shallow slices to anyone idiotic enough to touch it other than her, but the little machine was the beginning of her work.
Scarlet chuckled lightly as it bounced off from the rubber end and began whirling around the desktop and over the papers scattered before her. It wasn’t until the little Slasher came close to knocking over her coffee mug that she reached out and plucked it off the desk. “No more of that, do you hear?” She softly admonished before setting the robot back down at the corner of the desk, “Behave.”
The miniature Slasher seemed to settle after that - which allowed Scarlet to return back to her work. She’d read the reports Rufus had given to her, and she wasn’t all that surprised that Hojo’s works were still causing them grief. This never would have happened if the original President had funded more into the Weapons program rather than the Science division, but it appeared that she had to set to work to clean up that inept man’s mess. Scarlet loathed cleaning up messes, let alone the ones created by others, and she would hardly do such a thing without compensation in return.
Yet the problem wasn’t just the Sephiroth-wannabe’s, or the return of that space alien bitch, but also what would be the best method to arm each weapon. The smaller ones were fine when it came to powering the mechanisms, but to give proper power to larger weapons she had relied on mako to fuel them. She damned Rufus again for taking away the more viable power source. Tapping the rubber end of her pencil against the paper, Scarlet pondered over possible alternatives as the mini-Slasher buzzed around the edge of the desk quietly.
It was a problem she needed to figure out eventually, but for now, she shook her head and focused on the page in front of her. She was certain that Rufus and that bumbling fool Reeve needed more were new types of guns, tasers, and swords for the remaining SOLDIERs. The swords would have to wait though, as Scarlet thought the other types of weapons were more prudent to make.
Regular weapons wouldn’t be powerful enough up against entities such as Sephiroth or Jenova - which meant that she’d need to figure out other methods in order to bring either of the two down. That wasn’t too difficult in theory, but in practice it might prove to be more difficult. Glancing back over towards her coffee up, she took notice of the near-empty status and thought that such a state simply wouldn’t do. She really needed another cup before continuing on with her designs, that and perhaps a smoke.
Dropping the pencil onto the page, she picked up her packet of cigarettes and mug before gesturing for the miniature Slasher to remain on her desk as she moved to exit the room. It was still a working prototype, and nowhere near ready to production. Closing the door behind her, Scarlet glanced down the hall before moving off towards the kitchen.
When: Current day, late night
Location: Gongaga
Rating: PG
Summary: Scarlet decides she needs another coffee after 'working so hard' on her new designs.
Scarlet had set to work not longer after her meeting with Rufus. There was no need for any materials yet, but there will be time in the future to either disturb Rufus or Tseng with obtaining her the materials she’d need. Right now all she needed was enough drawing and grid paper, items to design with and coffee. She’d hauled herself up in her room after obtaining these items.
Sleep was of no interest to her at this point - not when there were dozens of designs running through her head and begging to be released.
Graphite danced across the page beneath her hand as Scarlet worked. There was the beginning of a sketch for a new type of gun taking form, but it was far from being considered finished. Crossing one leg over the other, Scarlet’s blue gaze flickered over to the miniature robot buzzing around on her desk. Her lips curved up into a near-affectionate smile as she poked the little tin can with the rubber end of her pencil.
“You’re simply going to have to wait your turn,” She softly murmured to the miniature robot. It was one similar to the Moth Slashers that once inhabited the higher floors of the old ShinRa building, but with limited resources at her disposal a few days back, it was hardly as impressive as the original creation. It couldn’t do much more than a few shallow slices to anyone idiotic enough to touch it other than her, but the little machine was the beginning of her work.
Scarlet chuckled lightly as it bounced off from the rubber end and began whirling around the desktop and over the papers scattered before her. It wasn’t until the little Slasher came close to knocking over her coffee mug that she reached out and plucked it off the desk. “No more of that, do you hear?” She softly admonished before setting the robot back down at the corner of the desk, “Behave.”
The miniature Slasher seemed to settle after that - which allowed Scarlet to return back to her work. She’d read the reports Rufus had given to her, and she wasn’t all that surprised that Hojo’s works were still causing them grief. This never would have happened if the original President had funded more into the Weapons program rather than the Science division, but it appeared that she had to set to work to clean up that inept man’s mess. Scarlet loathed cleaning up messes, let alone the ones created by others, and she would hardly do such a thing without compensation in return.
Yet the problem wasn’t just the Sephiroth-wannabe’s, or the return of that space alien bitch, but also what would be the best method to arm each weapon. The smaller ones were fine when it came to powering the mechanisms, but to give proper power to larger weapons she had relied on mako to fuel them. She damned Rufus again for taking away the more viable power source. Tapping the rubber end of her pencil against the paper, Scarlet pondered over possible alternatives as the mini-Slasher buzzed around the edge of the desk quietly.
It was a problem she needed to figure out eventually, but for now, she shook her head and focused on the page in front of her. She was certain that Rufus and that bumbling fool Reeve needed more were new types of guns, tasers, and swords for the remaining SOLDIERs. The swords would have to wait though, as Scarlet thought the other types of weapons were more prudent to make.
Regular weapons wouldn’t be powerful enough up against entities such as Sephiroth or Jenova - which meant that she’d need to figure out other methods in order to bring either of the two down. That wasn’t too difficult in theory, but in practice it might prove to be more difficult. Glancing back over towards her coffee up, she took notice of the near-empty status and thought that such a state simply wouldn’t do. She really needed another cup before continuing on with her designs, that and perhaps a smoke.
Dropping the pencil onto the page, she picked up her packet of cigarettes and mug before gesturing for the miniature Slasher to remain on her desk as she moved to exit the room. It was still a working prototype, and nowhere near ready to production. Closing the door behind her, Scarlet glanced down the hall before moving off towards the kitchen.