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[color=ffb7c5][center][h3][b]Annabelle Valentine[/b]
Armory[/h3][/center][/color]

[i]Wow. Oz has the favor of the [b]Schnee frikkin Dust company?![/b] Is it my imagination or did he suddenly just become [b]a lot[/b] more attractive? Yeesh, Valentine, you sound like a gold digger.[/i] 


[color=ffb7c5]"Your call, oh great and powerful wizard. I will be poaching the hell out of your ideas. Just promise me you won't cut any corners and get lesser quality materials. I'd rather fight with my mother over my spending habits than play with tech this advanced using inferior parts. And at least let me cover my own costs."[/color] She could tell Oswald was very excited and into the project, so he likely wouldn't be careless ordering what was needed. Even so she needed to clarify and get that reassurance.

She was briefly surprised when Oswald made the comment about his hands, but she quickly decided she must have been thinking out loud. [i]Whoops. What else have I been saying?[/i] She leaned forward and got a sly look in her eye, opting to just have fun with it. [color=ffb7c5]"Oh, but Ozzie, [i]of course[/i] were friends, [b]especially[/b] because of your big hands. It's true what they say about that, you know. There's even research to back it up."[/color]

Letting Oswald mull that over Annabelle turned to Gren, nodding agreement as he made suggestions to divide the workload. [color=ffb7c5]"Easy. You and Oz better watch your fingers, though. I'd hate for anything to happen to those big, beautiful hands you guys have."[/color] She winked at the both of them, apparently not finished teasing Oswald after all. She stole some paper and pens, deciding to draw up some designs oldschool. She nodded again at Gren, already knowing what he brought up would be the case. [color=ffb7c5]"Yep, lots of ways to approach this shield. It's gonna take time and I can wait. I mean, damn, I've put the shield upgrade off for years, a few days or even weeks more won't kill me."[/color]

She froze in the middle of her flurry of activity when Gren asked about her weapon. [i]That's right, Gren was already gone last night before I  got around to showing off my masterpiece. Or more like my life's work. And neither my life nor that work is even done yet. So this will be a complete surprise to him... and the [b]entire class![/b][/i] Her expression slowly shifted to one of pure delight. She took out her new scroll and brought up a map of the academy, estimating how long Gren might be gone and how long it would take Tiger to respond to a standard summons.

At the same time she interrupted Emerald from slipping into any kind of melancholy, snapping her fingers and holding out her free hand. [color=ffb7c5]"Tsk tsk, sis. Don't you start pouting on me! Plans. Gimme. I wanna see these goggles for myself. Sir Gren is already fetching parts and you are in the presence of the [b]queen[/b] of multitasking! Or... maybe princess. Depends on the day, really..."[/color]

[i]Time to wow the crowd, hehe~[/i]