Glitter [private]

emotions to get in her way. She was an alchemist first, the head of Regalas and, also, Quincy.

The surrounding particles broke apart then reformed into cloth that lacked grand quality compared to when she normally took her time. Outstretched arms and a mental grasp acted like a puppet master who commanded what should not be commanded. The world itself bent to her will, her Quincy nature that desired a pure and wholesome world without corruption. Eyes looked past what she saw and felt, focusing more on her mind’s eye that saw what could not be seen by Fullbring Hollow or Shinigami. Thin fabric weaved together forming into a small ribbon that Superia held disdain towards. Like an enemy she ruthlessly ripped it apart on a molecular level then forced it to be reformed, shaping it into the ideal fabric worthy only of the highest Quincy at the panicle of nobility. White ribbon with tan-bronze trim around thedges. She molded it together into a spoon as though she may use for thread later. Dealing with dangerous material left Superia weary but she carefully weaved cloth then focused on another material.

Rather than simple cloth she went into Soul Synthesized Silver. The metal she was crafting was forged into that of a flintlock style pistol. Despite not liking firearms these particular kind were interesting enough. They were not complicated in design and Superia could not deny their ease of use. She did use a bow at one point so there was not much different, though she would not forget the roots and all that legacy stuff. Still preferring old ways to technology. Though showing no emotional signs she happily continued weaving and forging her silver. The process taking several steps to complete without not forgetting to make sure the quality and refining process was present. She formed a finely crafted pistol with a silver white and bronze color scheme. Inside she started forming a small ball that would be used for firing though she would not fire it for time being.

. From weak to durable, malleable to hard she made it so the silver would not easily bend break or scratch. Giving herself some leeway for failure Superia processed information while recording precise details that were without flaws, however, they too were recorded albeit to a minor degree.

Superia deconstructed her flintlock firearm then began constructing a rifle. She designed it so it would be a good fit for her, forming one in each hand. Extending her arm she moved it around making sure the weight distribution was properly done. Parts of the rifle were deconstructed while keeping the main body formed, then reforming the broken pieces to make them easier to wield. Proper length and weight distribution were recorded down. Good, this was good.