[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=CFC500]John Watts[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/PxLG0FN1/tumblr-pdvt5fd6o-U1rfunfg-540.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=CFC500]Location:[/color][/b] Serval Industries Engineering Lab
[b][color=CFC500]Skills:[/color][/b] Mechanical Engineering, Perception, Chemistry[hr][/center]	Watts had been reaching for a cupcake before Andrew even offered one to him, taking it and eating the frosting only. He didn't care much for the cake portion of it, thinking them as simply glorified frosting delivery systems. He then chucked the cake towards the trash can, the projectile landing perfectly inside of its intending target and Watts smirked slightly. [color=CFC500]"It's obvious why it isn't working,"[/color] he told Andrew. He glanced over the system and its design, noticing a few issues that jumped out to him immediately. A lot of people got so excited about all of the advanced and terrific applications of their tech that they forgot to cover the basics. 

	[color=CFC500]"You don't have sufficient insulation on the wiring. While you have thermoplastic NM-B wiring here, you're going to need something more substantial due to the size manipulations in the suit, as well as your specific alloy,"[/color] Watts explained to him, a slight condescending tone to his voice. Of course, there was a slight smirk on his face - either from being right or just from having a brief little mental exercise. [color=CFC500]"There's also I think a 10% chance that when you use the suit, you are causing corrosion on your power source which will degrade performance significantly. But most likely, your problem is the insulation."[/color]

	[color=CFC500]"Anything else I can help you with, kiddo?"[/color] he asked. He didn't use [i]kiddo[/i] as a term of endearment.