Update Necessary [Kent & Nimue]

A slight dripping sound was heard from the sink. Those were the results of whatever the hell happened yesterday to the kitchen sink. Kent has spent most of the morning trying to fix it up. He may be a good inventor, but he still struggles at other fields, such as plumbing. Although, it wasn't that hard, he assumed, to replace a drainage pipe. He has some in the shed that he found, they look workable at the very least. But upon looking at the actual damage, he realized that this was far more worse than he assumed. There goes his morning plans to make the armor, he sighed. That heap of junk needed an upgrade...guess it's gonna have to wait more.

Before, the water sprayed all over. Now though, it was mostly fixed...saved for the dripping, of course. That damn dripping. It's one of those things that can just annoy a man...so might as well tape it up. "Water proof...water proof...there you are." He grabs a package of tape in order to quench the noise. It won't work for long, so he'll probably have to, you know, get an actual plumber to look at this. As much as he wouldn't mind looking into that field...he would rather stick to what he knows, thank you very much.

Though, for a while, it was the ONLY thing he knew about himself for a while.

Kent stands there, holding a wet rag, staring at it for a while. This always happens whenever he thinks like this. He shakes his head, trying to dissolve himself of any of those lingering thoughts. No time for that right now, what if there was a customer here? That wouldn't be good for business. Tossing the rag in the sink, he heads to the living room/reception area, only to find a woman there. He stares at her (or, well, squints at her considering how he appears to be closing his eyes all the time) and slowly walks up to the makeshift desk. How did he manage to miss the bell ringing? See, this is why he needs to stop having those introspective moments...nothing good ever comes out of that. Well, now's not the time to worry about that...now is the time for some work.

"...Welcome! Do you want something fixed or something to fix?" He greets her with a smile, adjusting the goggles on his neck. He's back in his element, no need to worry now. Although...there was something about his customer now that he thinks about it. Maybe he saw her in the news or something. Could be possible. No need to mention that, though.

He sits behind the makeshift greeting desk (or as Brandon likes to call it, "the junkplace"), and whips his hand off it. It's not really effective, but it's good to get rid of any excessive water that could be on your hands. No need to great a customer with weird wet hands. Of course, he could explain away the water stains on his shirt by saying it was a 'job.' That's kinda the problem when the only person who lives here is also the only person who can fix things out of one's respective group of friends: you get distracted by their issues and other outside issues such as broken sinks. They don't let you do what you really want to do...like creating and making new inventions, for once.

Kent's ears perked up when he heard the mention of making a new design. Now this is what he lives for. The invention and creation of new ideas made manifest onto reality, the modification and alteration of concepts made flesh...he can try to twist it anyway he wants, the fact is he is livid about making new things. "Really? Well then, suppose you came to the right place! I would be honored to be able to help you out on this...what is it, anyway?" He ponders.

A weapon? Interesting. So his inklings were correct, she was, at the very least, a pro hero. Most people with a license with a weapon of sorts barring quirk created ones usually belong to heroes. Even those who were quirk created need a license to do it out in the open. Interesting! While this wasn't the first time he worked for a hero...this is the first time he worked on a weapon design for a hero! He could barely hide his excitement!

Well, actually, he can.

He gives off a smile and nods his head. "Aright, sounds good! What sort of weapon do you need? Or, well, what kind of weapon do ya got?" He asks her.

The material of a weapon can help determine the flow of the fight. Stronger and more durable material are tend to be noticed in larger weapons or artillery. But that's the thing..those tend to be more heavier. So then, the kind of people who would use those sort of weapons would be the ones with reasonable to super strength, training, or have a sort of platform to holster them onto to properly use. Weaker material are more lighter and therefore can be taken with them with ease...but it's weaker for a reason. Those things can easily break off in the span of a second if not used correctly.

Spears in that regard, need certain criteria to be considered effective. They need the proper length in order to allow the user to use its reach properly. It needs to be light to be swung around but also sturdy enough to withstand other attacks. What's she asking is also something that can be easily detachable and reattach-able, to be easily carried or stores away in case of times of trouble. It's an interesting system that can lead into problems. First things first: The separated sections attaching and reattaching.

"...Alright...Let's see here." he grabs a piece of paper and a pencil. " First things first: I'm thinking of two ideas: Folding system and separated sections attaching and reattaching. Those two systems allow it to fold up and/or separate with ease...there's some problems with it if done poorly. The lock system is a nice idea, but if done poorly, the sections will be loose and can either flop around or just plain out fly out mid swing. If used on a foldable system, it can mean a jagged line, unable to be held correctly, and more time needed to properly align and lock into place." He scribbles out lines illustrating what he means. "On the other hand, it's far more compact. Heavier, yes, but it's more easier to get it ready for battle. All it needs is unfolding and locking, and blam, a spear." Tapping the pencil on the table, he continues. "Now, separated sections are...more difficult. More modular and therefore adjustable. Some cases don't require a spear, sometimes they need a bigger one. Who knows, but you can determine what kind of length you need with a modular system. Plus, one piece gone and it isn't the end of the world. Just a shorter weapon. However, separated means more pieces on your person. Let's say you have 4 sections to a spear. That's 4 pieces you need to carry around on your person at all times. Not only time, you need time to set up and lock into pieces to use it. What's also an issue is that for the lock system to work, you're gonna need some sort of protection over the 'joints' of the spear so it doesn't just break or fall apart the moment you touch it."

He ponders over it then gives off a smile. "So then, which one do you prefer? Either way, I can work on it."

Even with both ideas having their issues, he cannot deny that both systems have their appeal to him. To be able to fold it and store easily into a bag is really nice, and to have a modular weapon to mix and match the parts to whatever you deem to be required, it's pretty cool! Amazing, isn't it? Fantastic, isn't it? He heads his head left and right, trying to determine which one to make on his own free time. He then slightly snaps out of it. Focus, Kent. This is for a customer. What they want is what you're gonna make. You can't just try to place your own spin or make your own things while someone is here asking for a request.

"Sturdier? Yeah, could be. It just depends on how one makes the lock system. If one chooses to, you can make movable metal covers that can slide and cover up the ends at which each section connects, then lock it down at the ends. It could be a simple pin system, or even a complex latch one. Either way, it would be sturdier that way if you include that and some sort of connecting point at the end of each segment as well. That way you can make it fully modular. If you have that spear point, you can even modify the end of that so you can attach and reattach it with ease. Honestly, I would go with that." He taps his pencil onto the table. "But...hmmm...."

He ponders over it. It would be more work...but at the same time...it would allow him to divulge in more constructing time. He would really like that, to be honest. "Alright then. How about this? I'll make the modular system model...as well as a foldable system one. You'll only have to pay the price of one. However, it's gonna take some more time if you want them together at once. So then...do you just want the first one right away, or wait for both at once? It's totally up to you." He turns his chair. In a way, this was really selfish of him to enjoy his work as well as benefiting a customer. All he's doing is giving him a way to make more tools. He already got himself sucked into his way of thinking, so might as well help her out with it. "Either way, we're gonna have to discuss another thing...material. What kind of material would be good for you?" He asks Nimue.

If you think about it, that's a perfectly good answer. How long would it take to make this? If he had the right materials he could be able to dish it out in a week if he worked nonstop...and to be completely honest, since this is something that he would often engross in, it's not an option that he would immediately dismiss. He can totally find himself working in his workshop area just minding his own business, ignorant of the world around him as he engrosses himself in this project. After all, it's a spear, right? Nothing complex as a engine or
any other mechanism that has several internal systems. Those are like...a month at best if he were to work nonstop.

"Well, if you're willing to wait for at least a week...then I can make that. That kind of material is easy to get for me, at least. You don't even need to pick it up at the store if you wish to. I can send someone over and deliver it to your place or something. I got someone who can do that, no problem." He adjusts his googles. "That's all there is to it. I can get you your tool in about a week or two. Any longer and I'll discount it for you. That's how it is, plain and simple." he smiles.

"...Sorry for asking though, but why a spear? Is there any particular reason why you gravitate towards that?" He questions her, while drafting the list of materials to get. "Is it just your style?"

Kent looks a bit surprised. "Really? Huh. Your Japanese is pretty good, all things considered." Foreign hero, huh? That narrows the mental list down...not really. But her origin does help out on who she was. Took him a bit to reach into his mind to pick out the mentions about this lady. Still, it doesn't matter that much in the end. What she wants is a simple and effective spear, and nothing more. "Makes sense to pick something that you're used to. Picking up a foreign style out of the blue would often hamper someone's ability, so it's good that its at the very least familiar. Maybe I can make the weapon feel a lot more stronger then, since you're used to it. Most beginners would..." he started to trail off, muttering to himself as he sketches out potential plans on how to make it.

He managed to break back into reality, though. He gives off a small laugh and and grabs some stacks of paper. "Alright. Think that's it for now. Is there anything else that you need? Anything minor to make? Fix up? Find out? I can consider adding that onto the plate." He adjusts his goggles as he grabs a schedule and jolts down his customer's hero name on it. Thinking back on it, he hasn't really asked her his name. It took him until he wrote it down to realize it, making him a bit surprised. So that's who she was, interesting. "Other than that." he mentally shifted tracks. "I think we're good." Two more heroes that he knows. Seems like a potential source for gathering info in the far future...no, don't do that. They're customers, nothing more and nothing less. One can't abuse the sacred contract between crafter and customer, or else you'll just be abusing everyone else's trust in you for your own selfish needs. Need to calm down, Kent.