In the wet dry basement walls of the local barracks loud crackles and pops were heard as the Tinker inside experimented with his new model plan...."God Damnit!" He said looking over the clockwork man he had just built. It was very rusty and didnt move very well but was capeable of combat and would probobly be somthing the nagas couldent squeeze to death unless enough force was applied. "What is with this thing.....?" He now asked himself silently shifting his green tinted goggles. "The arm is perfectly routed to the main gear..." He said his eyes following his words to the torso of the not so well built machine, he then spotted a large bar kept between the arm and the main gear to prevent accidents like the clockwork mans timer going off and it destroying somthing....Kain has forgoten he inserted theese rods about five times now. "So thats what it was...." He said removing the bar with some effort then brushing his black gloves on a rag for absolutley no reason he checked the clockwork timer in the back. The man was programmed to fire and walked according to a strict time schedule....he couldent resplenish his ammunition with aid and that ws a problem Kain was not skilled enough to fix. He watched as the machanisim sprang to life, standing itself up straight to Kains height when Kain modified some things on the timer and it began to walked forward up the ramp of the basement. Kain quickly followed it into the main hall taking a weapon off the gun rack and placing it in his creations hands. "I hate being up here...." He sighed to himself. "Thse men never appreciate my work." He said looking over to a pile of 'Monoculars' As he called them basicly a metal mask with a binocular lens for one eye, several had sights painted on them to simulate actualy using it to aim. "Stupid....they are supposed to hook the eyepeice onto a sniper spot...." He sat down at a chair and picked one of the helmets up, fastening it onto the robot infront of him. "There....not like it will help somthing that cant see anyway." He said to himself taking off his gloves and wiping his pale brow and black to shirt, then standing to put a wave through the black vinyl jacket he had on, wich sent dust and droplets of oil behind him. He then looked down to the tattered black denim like pants and brushed them off before slicking down his silver hair. "I think i deserve a quiet break...." He said sitting down again, letting out a deep breath then closing his eyes.<br/>(Sorry for any typos! >.<)