@aaniima || Starter Call !!
His camp was just outside the city limits, where other Heroes weren’t really going to be poking their noses. He wasn’t quite sure what city he was outside of this time, he could have sworn it was Hosu, but that was beside the point. The only thing that mattered was he was far from any Hero Agency. Technically, he was a vigilante. He had his license for Hero work but did his own thing. And definitely, the making of accessories and support items was on the illegal side. But he had to make money somehow, and he certainly wasn’t joining up with any Agency. They would likely root around in his past, and that was something he wanted to avoid. Just thinking about it made him seethe.
Tonight, it was quiet. He had his tools arranged before him, and several components that would be made into a power glove. Something that strengthened the strikes of a Hero, or Villain. He sold to both sides, though he actively worked against Villains most of the time. Money was money, and he didn’t ask details about who he sold to. But if he fought a customer, they were never sold to again, at least.
A sigh slipped his lips, the campfire to his right throwing light against the ever darkening camp he had. Luckily no one came to investigate the small fire. Seemed like the homeless population lit enough that it wasn’t worth investigating unless there was far too much smoke. Thoughts aside, Naofumi picked up the tools of his trade and set to work putting the glove together. Its components were finished, all that was left was the overall assembly.
