He nodded, and sat down, pulling the backpack off and onto the table he had just kicked. "How long do I have to prepare?"<br/><br/>Even as he talked, his hands kept moving, pulling out pieces of electronics, wiring, gemstones, and metals, and arranging them on the table in his own patterns. "Longer would be best, max would be... lets call it six hours. An area sound baffler for the apartment, a couple invisibility vests, a shock trap, and a glue grenade. Still might get noisy, but you do have a DOMINION member that can take the blame if we have to get loud."<br/><br/>His hands flew over the first pile, snapping, twisting, and merging metal, though looking closely would reveal the metal was also flowing like clay to his design even when he wasn't manipulating it.