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Kuhaku Shiro - Armory



Ears twitching when he picked up Sangue's soft, quiet voice signaling she was done, Shiro turned to face her and immediately turned right back around when he realized that for some reason she had yet to fully redress herself. Cheeks flushing slightly as he scratched the back of his head, he sighed. 

"Whyyy...?"
His ears pinned themselves against his head.
It was more than a little odd to him.
On the one hand, Shiro himself didn't know shame as evident by him lounging around in his room in naught but his shorts and an undershirt most of the time.
But on the other hand, even Shiro knew he wasn't supposed to gawk and stare at another lady.
At least, to a certain inappropriate degree.
Especially when said girl was half-naked.

Frowning, Shiro kept his eyes off of Sangue until he was certain she was ...'decent' again. Inching and sidling over to where his Scroll was and picking it up to look at the numbers. His ears perked when he saw them, eyes widening as the red tinge to his cheeks deepened. But just as quickly as he saw the numbers he shut his eyes and shook his head furiously.

"Try not to think about those numbers too hard, boss...Focus!"
Very awkward, to say the least.
He would definitely have to file the information he just learned under "Destroy/Forget" later.
Purely out of self-preservation and for his friend's sake.
There were some things that he definitely didn't need to know.
This, was one of them.

Clearing his throat, Shiro shut out the rest of the world as he walked over to where the basic materials were kept. Sifting through and rifling through the various metal billets, he was dissatisfied to learn that there were only cheap, lower-quality metals for what he wanted. Though, he understood. It wasn't as if Beacon had the funds to provide the expensive stuff to every body that got a brief invention or weapon/armor idea. Even still, it would work. Collapsing and pocketing his scroll, he grabbed a couple blocks of billets and wandered around until he located where the CNC machine was.

Prepping the machine by inserting the billets he had on hand, he walked over to the terminal and began inputting commands. Specifically numbers, sizes, and measurements along with the appropriate bits the machine should use. Of course, he didn't dilly-dally when inputting...certain measurements, but it didn't take long for him to finish the initial start of things. Satisfied for now, Shiro placed his hands on his hips and took a moment to actually examine the machine Beacon Academy had. It was obviously one of those fancier, larger models with all sorts of features. Shiro couldn't help but whistle impressively at it as the machine started to warm up. Humming as it began milling and cutting sections and pieces of the billets Shiro had placed within.

His plan and idea was to have individual sections and pieces formed now to be pieced together into the complete package later. At least, this would serve as the base prototype because of the lower-quality steels. It would at least give Sangue something to sort-of-temporarily attach to herself to get a feel for how it would look and sort of weigh. Once she was pleased with the look and feel of it, then Shiro would go back later with better materials and actually forge the real deal. For now, however, Shiro simply wanted to distract himself and keep himself busy while the others talked and Sangue...sat there.

Taking her time.
Getting dressed.
Shiro caught the girl's reflection in one of the shinier surfaces of the CNC machine and looked away.
"Nope! Argh, just...slip that...robe-thingy...back over your shoulder already! This is weird!"
Someone who he sort-of-literally just met and befriended...
He just didn't see her in that 'way'.
Whatever that 'way' was.

Tapping his chin as he stared off into space, he wondered if he should also have the internal skeleton milled out to give the girl a more accurate feel for how it may weigh. Better yet, he could also have the chestplate milled. But, that would involve looking those numbers again. Shiro huffed, puffing out his cheeks in aggravation.

Seriously, what did the girl eat?!
Does that even affect bust?
"STOP THINKING ABOUT THAT!"
Shiro gritted his teeth and ruffled his hair, making strained grunting noises as he fought to busy himself.
Storming off, he resigned to digging through the other scraps that laid about the armory.
Unfinished or defective ideas and projects, prototypes that never saw the light of day.

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