Snippet #1977366

Akira was hard at work on one of the many prototypes of the numerous projects at the department, tinkering and adjusting parts as described in small blueprints upon his desk. "This is where the fun begins." he muttered as he worked and listened to the noises of the test department next door testing out the projects that he and other co-workers took pride in building.

Akira sighed as he then finished his part in the project and handed off the work to a member of his team to double check. That gave him a few minutes of a break time before the next project was handed to him so he simply sat in thought looking at spare parts on his desk and wondered what to do with them.

"Well, I could always try to use some of these to upgrade the boots to make them more efficient in flying, or, make a few other knick knacks for investigations that may require to go into another environment like per say, underwater?" He thought, "Or what if I had to go to a reasonably cold environment..? Oh no no no that'll probably never happen unless I suddenly get fired from my job. But I like my job, and I like my pain in the butt boss, I just wonder sometimes about who was the person who decided to put Wayne Enterprises back into business..."

As his thoughts drifted from planning out things to the life he lead nowadays, he pondered about the fact that in both his work and his other job as Ronin, he was alone. That Air Runner dude gave him a hard time about being a hero, he actually said that heroes aren't real.

"That dude didn't grow up in Metropolis like I did." he said to himself before resuming a possible crucial thought. "I can't just keep up with fighting crime and other threats on my own... I need a helping hand."