Slamming a final shot, the brown eyed man grinned and motioned lazily for Anija to followed as he walked into the back and disappeared behind a door he left open for her. Once back in his office he began to type, pulling up metallurgical and mineral data on ionite and ostrine, along with the file on beskar. He adjusted the tool roll from his safe on his lap, and smiled, humming a little tune as his fingers and hands moved almost gracefully. And, was that a twinkle in his eye?
He frowned as he muttered aloud, chewing on a holo-stylus he had in his hand in thought. There was potential, but his initial design would have to change. Plating of ionite would be too hard to contain, and disastrous if he touched say, his helmet. So would the plating of it in his forehead. The toe spikes were fine, but he twirled the three hundred sixty degree view holo and tapped them, highlighting them separately. With a flick of his fingers he began adjusting. Adding an insulated barrier plate of neutronium with a rubber backing behind the spikes should do nicely to defuse the ionite effect there...
As for the hands, he tapped them with the stlyus and watched as the holo zoomed in there. For some reason, his 'juices' as it were seemed to really be flowing... One of those moments of clairty and hyper focus. If he reduced the plates to diamond pyramid studs on the hands, like sappers gloves, with a plate on the back of the hand, all insulated like the toe spikes on the boots... It should work... To make sure, he rubberized the contact points of the gauntlets where he could, without interfereing with their functions as crushgaunts.
As a final touch, he added a band of ostrine to the vambrace part of the gauntlets, running from the outside side of the arm out to the elbow flairs' tip and on the inside to the edge of the gauntlet, both being positioned so flexing and moving the limb shouldn't bring the ostrine band into contact with any flesh or such. It would would for helping block lightsaber blows in close range, and if he could get in a karate chop like attack or a clothesline to the throat or such, it certainly would not feel terribly good at all to his target.
"Well, there it is so far" he said with a gleeful chuckle, hitting a button to cause the exploded view to contract to a regular condensed 360 view for Anija, as he expected her to be behind him now. Or maybe he was just talking to him self...
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