"Parts?" she asked, looking up from her work. "Oy... nah, mate. Not fer somethin' full-sized. I can get wee scraps, easy. But proper materials costs money..." Money SHE didn't have, that was for sure. Her boss didn't mind her salvaging the cut off end pieces and other scraps from the job site, but she doubted he would just GIVE her anything big. And a man-sized Automaton needed full sized lumber, not to mention a LOT of gears and such. "Buildin' materials 'r in short supply since the storm, too," she said, scratching her head. "We could steal 'em," she said with a shrug. "Or go cut a tree down. Or try ta find money what fer ta pay for 'em..." She listed all three options with the same serious tone. They were all viable options to her. "Meanwhile, we can start wit' the small stuff," she said. "'Ands an' stuff. Cause 'ands is made up o' small pieces. Small pieces I can get..." She laid her hand down on a piece of paper and started tracing it, then took some measurements. She carefully checked the width of her fingers, the space between the knuckles, and every other dimension. Once she was done she gestured for Kaeson to offer up his hand. "Oy, gimme 'at," she said, and if he didn't put his hand on the paper, she'd just snatch it up and put it there herself. She needed multiple samples to get a good idea what dimensions to use for the Automaton. Likely enough, she wouldn't be able to get fully functional hands. Hands were hard. There were so many moving parts. But, if nothing else, she was confident that she could make a hand that would be able to grip objects. It wouldn't be able to perform complex operations, like using tools or playing a musical instrument, but it would be able to lift and move things. That was a good step up from poor little hands-less Anne. |