Dec 19, 2020 22:34:52 GMT
Post by Amelia Herrera on Dec 19, 2020 22:34:52 GMT
There are a great many metahumans in San Francisco, and while many people know that, Amelia Herrera could feel it as well, of course she didn’t start getting anything useful unless she was quite close, but it was common for her to momentarily be distracted from her work by metahumans entering her roughly quarter-block radius of detection. Without really thinking much about it Amelia looked up from the sheet metal she had been about to start cutting, though considering she was inside her own workshop she caught herself immediately, returning to her task. It wasn’t really any of her concern right now who happened to be passing by on the street.
Amelia’s cutting tool had been her first creation after gaining her powers (her focus so far had been mostly on trying to get tools to make everything else more efficiently and ignoring designs that had no benefit outside countering one specific power), a retractable scalpel-like blade that looked somewhat like a pen and vibrates at ultrasonic frequencies to cut more easily (she had checked and such technology did exist but unlike what she had made it couldn’t cut metal). The design had come from one of the custodians at her workplace’s company office, she assumed the chipper fifty-something man with a strong italian accent had some sort of object-strengthening power because Amelia had gotten two designs from being around him, both extremely efficient cutting tools, something she could put to immediate use.
Her previous project was a disc-shaped device about the size of her palm that could disguise heat signatures. Unlike the cutting tools, this used a lot of energy, but fortunately she had come upon a solution without meaning to. Though she usually only got new designs from being around metahumans, every once in a while (it could take anywhere from a month to an entire six of them, but usually far closer to the former) her power would seem to get ideas from something else and use all the data it had already to find out how to make it work better, a lamp, a refrigerator, or in this case a battery charger. Amelia’s previous creations of this type, NM (Non-Metahuman) as she labeled them in her notes, were relatively unremarkable, more efficient which was nice for her electrical bill but not substantially different or better. The concept the charger had given broke that formula- it was something she could use in many future inventions, a power cell that could store any single form of energy and be recharged, not to mention having more storage capacity then made sense physically speaking. A lot of Amelia’s designs were like that, she could tell you what it did and how it did it, but there was at least one point when the creation did something it blatantly shouldn’t have been possible and she just had to accept it. There was still so very much to discover and build after all, and she didn’t plan on stalling getting started.
Amelia’s cutting tool had been her first creation after gaining her powers (her focus so far had been mostly on trying to get tools to make everything else more efficiently and ignoring designs that had no benefit outside countering one specific power), a retractable scalpel-like blade that looked somewhat like a pen and vibrates at ultrasonic frequencies to cut more easily (she had checked and such technology did exist but unlike what she had made it couldn’t cut metal). The design had come from one of the custodians at her workplace’s company office, she assumed the chipper fifty-something man with a strong italian accent had some sort of object-strengthening power because Amelia had gotten two designs from being around him, both extremely efficient cutting tools, something she could put to immediate use.
Her previous project was a disc-shaped device about the size of her palm that could disguise heat signatures. Unlike the cutting tools, this used a lot of energy, but fortunately she had come upon a solution without meaning to. Though she usually only got new designs from being around metahumans, every once in a while (it could take anywhere from a month to an entire six of them, but usually far closer to the former) her power would seem to get ideas from something else and use all the data it had already to find out how to make it work better, a lamp, a refrigerator, or in this case a battery charger. Amelia’s previous creations of this type, NM (Non-Metahuman) as she labeled them in her notes, were relatively unremarkable, more efficient which was nice for her electrical bill but not substantially different or better. The concept the charger had given broke that formula- it was something she could use in many future inventions, a power cell that could store any single form of energy and be recharged, not to mention having more storage capacity then made sense physically speaking. A lot of Amelia’s designs were like that, she could tell you what it did and how it did it, but there was at least one point when the creation did something it blatantly shouldn’t have been possible and she just had to accept it. There was still so very much to discover and build after all, and she didn’t plan on stalling getting started.
