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[b]Gratia Mindaro - Armoury[/b]

The ponytailed girl glanced in Geni's direction, her stoic expression changing naught even as her gaze seemed to grow more intense through the clear lenses of her safety goggles. Her onyx eyes were flat, but they soon returned to the soldering iron in her hand, one that she immediately began to apply to a roll of solder, the scent of burning and smoke rising up into the air.

Noticeably, in fact.

However, she had no time for dealing with the bullshit of the masses.

The circuit board sat in front of her, and she carefully began to apply the solder to the connections between the pins. The moment the joint formed, she pulled the iron away, glancing critically at her work. It appeared stable. It was very likely stable. She wasn't some fucking retard who hadn't managed learn from all the experience she had gained in this type of work. No, she was aiming to complete this contraption before the end of the class. Fuckups were forbidden.