Hermann would never claim to be a carpenter, but his ability granted him some leeway in that department. It had been a difficult thing to talk himself into, still nervous about De Chima despite taking up work and residence in the city. It had been nice, those few days before the swear-in, and this would allow him some much-needed testing and practice with reconstructive manipulation.
He had enough of a handle on his ability for this at least. For the first hour or so, Hermann looked over pieces at random, his only apparent tool being a measurement device. But as it involved a lot of bending and crouching, he soon fashioned a makeshift stool and settled at a safe distance from a nice pile of mysteriously disappearing wood and tools meant for the actual carpenters.
From there he was able to summon pieces to himself, look them over from every angle with barely a glance to the measuring device, and fix them in a subtle glow of tiny, fading white numbers. Some of them took longer than others, of course- particularly the ones with a complex makeup of materials or intricate designs in need of replication- but that was almost to be expected. Each piece of furniture was as close to 'good as new' as it could get, as he'd occasionally even go so far as to remove some of the more superficial scratches.
Every so often, he'd retrieve his cane and do another round of walking. It was simple, quiet work, if not particularly grandiose, and Hermann wound up spending a short few hours at one site a day.
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He had enough of a handle on his ability for this at least. For the first hour or so, Hermann looked over pieces at random, his only apparent tool being a measurement device. But as it involved a lot of bending and crouching, he soon fashioned a makeshift stool and settled at a safe distance from a nice pile of mysteriously disappearing wood and tools meant for the actual carpenters.
From there he was able to summon pieces to himself, look them over from every angle with barely a glance to the measuring device, and fix them in a subtle glow of tiny, fading white numbers. Some of them took longer than others, of course- particularly the ones with a complex makeup of materials or intricate designs in need of replication- but that was almost to be expected. Each piece of furniture was as close to 'good as new' as it could get, as he'd occasionally even go so far as to remove some of the more superficial scratches.
Every so often, he'd retrieve his cane and do another round of walking. It was simple, quiet work, if not particularly grandiose, and Hermann wound up spending a short few hours at one site a day.