That did sound like a horribly tedious way to make weapons, especially when they could be mass-produced so easily in Amestris. Then again, that might have been why it ended up as a military state that engaged in war far more than peace. Making a sword wouldn't have tired Roy in the slightest back home. If he'd had the materials, he could have done it all day. While that sort of ability had been abused, it would have done a world of good here.
Except there were always people who couldn't be trusted, and he hardly had the time to figure out who those people were, so he was just handing out weapons to anyone who wanted them. It made him a bit nervous, but there wasn't much else he could do about it. Some of the people honestly needed them, and he wasn't going to deprive them just because of some reservations.
Roy almost wanted to cut in to explain that the forge idea didn't make much sense, it would take too much time, especially when Usopp was already in the belief that that wasn't an option. "Once again, I think you'll just need to post to the bulletin board with what you're capable of. I'm sure some people will require your services." Maybe not as much as an alchemist's, but that was probably to Usopp's benefit. Sure, Roy got a lot of attention, but it was mainly due to people wanting to use him, which got tiresome after a while. It was a rarity for someone to come up to him just to chat these days.
Apparently he had asked the right question. When Usopp leaned forward, Roy did as well, examining the sketch once again before listening to the boy's explanation. It sounded like his type of weapon, and Roy's face lit up slightly as he continued to listen. Though it did make him a bit homesick. Here, his firepower was pitiful, and he usually didn't even have the strength to use it because he was always worn out from making a weapon for someone. He wanted to see this flamethrower in action, if only to be reminded of what a real blast of fire should look like.
"I'm impressed. That sounds helpful, though it also seems like it's going to take a lot of work to put it together. I would suggest trying it at least once, though, just to see if the amount of work it takes is worth it for the end product." He smirked at Usopp - he'd done good.
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Except there were always people who couldn't be trusted, and he hardly had the time to figure out who those people were, so he was just handing out weapons to anyone who wanted them. It made him a bit nervous, but there wasn't much else he could do about it. Some of the people honestly needed them, and he wasn't going to deprive them just because of some reservations.
Roy almost wanted to cut in to explain that the forge idea didn't make much sense, it would take too much time, especially when Usopp was already in the belief that that wasn't an option. "Once again, I think you'll just need to post to the bulletin board with what you're capable of. I'm sure some people will require your services." Maybe not as much as an alchemist's, but that was probably to Usopp's benefit. Sure, Roy got a lot of attention, but it was mainly due to people wanting to use him, which got tiresome after a while. It was a rarity for someone to come up to him just to chat these days.
Apparently he had asked the right question. When Usopp leaned forward, Roy did as well, examining the sketch once again before listening to the boy's explanation. It sounded like his type of weapon, and Roy's face lit up slightly as he continued to listen. Though it did make him a bit homesick. Here, his firepower was pitiful, and he usually didn't even have the strength to use it because he was always worn out from making a weapon for someone. He wanted to see this flamethrower in action, if only to be reminded of what a real blast of fire should look like.
"I'm impressed. That sounds helpful, though it also seems like it's going to take a lot of work to put it together. I would suggest trying it at least once, though, just to see if the amount of work it takes is worth it for the end product." He smirked at Usopp - he'd done good.