Devon normally prided herself on keeping the R&D department neat and tidy, especially since Junior had put her in charge of it. However, Devon had had some serious brain waves going on lately that had led to the creation of several blue prints for various weapons that were spread across multiple tables. A few of theese weapons were a bit out there; a gun that would cause whatever it was fired at to disintegrate while another created what most would consider a black hole.
Parts likewise littered these tables; pieces of the weapons that she would need to fully build them. The Disintegrator and the Black Hole Launcher were still nothing more than blue prints and scattered pieces as Devon hadn't yet started on them.
At the moment the red haired female was bent over a large table near her desk; the desk had a light purple glow coming from underneath of it which caused the entire glass surface to be lit up. It made seeing easier, plus it just looked cool. On this table was a half built weapon and a set of blue prints as well as assorted parts that hadn't been added. At the moment the weapon was in two large pieces. It would appear like a half of a giant war hammer with the inside of the shaft and head of the hammer hollowed out. There were several boards and wires already in the hammer head, but it wasn't completed yet.
Devon was bent over this table, randomly lifting a hand to push a red strand of hair out of her face as she looked over the blueprints she had created, ensuring she was doing the construction job right. Recently Devon had changed up her usual outfit to a purple hoodie with an actual FBI jacket that was unzipped that was blue over top of this. Her Company pendant hung down the front of her hoodie. Jeans covered her legs and her feet were planted within her Anti-Gravity boots she always wore that for the moment were resemble nothing more than purple and black tennis shoes with a metal band around the sole. Black framed glasses were adjusted up on her face as a frown formed on the female's face...
