[Blub. 

Compared to the rest of the populace, Kuukaku just got gills. Which means she's currently clinging to a flagpole on some building somewhere with her legs. Its a miracle of anime physics that her skirt isn't flying up or her boobs aren't popping out of her top.]

Okay, does this shit happen a lot around here? I mean, girl goes to sleep on a comfy pile of debris and wakes up to a crab trying to get in her hair. As the bureaucracy of crackpots have informed me, they've busted a leak upstream, which is why we're all swimming to work. But thats not the important thing!

I'm Shiba Kuukaku, best fireworks technician you'll ever meet and Im looking for stuff. Namely somewhere to sleep and materials to restart my lab. Among them black powder or charcoal, saltpeter and sulfur, strontium or lithium salts, aluminum, calcium, magnesium, barium, copper, large amounts of iron and steel, or structures that would support a forge. Payment agreed to on a case by case basis. 

And before one of you smart asses asks, the only parting of my legs I'd do for anyone would be to kick your pelvic bone directly under your skull.