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GET BACK TO WORK!

Characters: MarKus and OPEN (mostly newbies?)
Where: Aqures Ixen - Haley's Anvil
When: March 7th - 11th
Summary: MarKus starts hammering out gear for the rescued arrivals. Upon request, of course!
Warning: Foul language?

After having that slacker Kugami put up new advertisements, MarKus has finally put himself back to work, at the forge where he belongs. He'll be on break from adventuring for a while, but there was a hefty handful of people who were going to be in need of gear that fit them, since they surely didn't start with a damn thing being imprisoned right away. Surely someone needed that special sword or arm guard just to feel a little more comfortable with things.

And you know, defending oneself from the creatures beyond the city walls, though by now they'd probably chumps after everyone's recent excursion. In the meantime, however, he already had someone's armor to check over, having left his employees to manage things, so he's got his nose buried in Sephiroth's armor

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They're sort of on the same train, although she did look confused after tank. "I'd love a bicycle, actually. It was my main transport back home, and I don't have much yet, but I will pay you, or trade favor for favor. I sew, and I can sketch." Then she pondered what he was saying about the gear.

"A dagger would be nice. Again though, I can bring some friends I made from the escape, to help advise me if that'd be better for you. I'm really kind of a blank slate here."

"Well, and I'm no expect on the matter, but both those jobs seem more stealth and magic oriented. So, armor would only slow you down, and I think there's some semantics in efficiency and the jobs. It's weird." But eventually he waves his hand dismissively.

"Sewing... that's a skill I could put to work though! I work hard so I end up ripping my clothes and... My bandanna's seen better days." Taking his mask off he takes his bandanna off too, his hair falling loose, long black hair that went down to his thighs; very bishie!

"But a bike. Gimme time and I can definitely do that! I'll have to figure out the tires but I'm sure I can make it happen. The rest is just some good ol heating and hammering! Though have you seen the Chocobo's yet?"

Lydia nodded, and grinned back. Her own hair was short, but jet black, and she could appreciate how long it had taken him to grow his own. "What's a chocobo?" She hadn't, although she was pleased to hear that a bike would be possible to make. "I'd need to get thread and needle, and the supplies, but I'm happy to do basic mending if I can. I've designed costumes before."

Clear that she didn't mind trading work for work. "I think I'll see if I can get friends to help advise me, on any weapons and armor then, but I'll be back if that's ok?"

"That's totally fine. I'm more versed in technology and such, not magic. I came from a super-future with giant walking robots and people living on the moon."

He was basically assuming wheat time period she was from.

"But I can totally get to work on a bike though. It might be a bit heavy, but that means it'll last!" he confirms. "OH YEAH! Chocobos! They're big yellow birds, like, giant chickens that you can ride around on. Real friendly! Basically the equivalent to motorcycles here."

"That's...definitely further along than where I am. We've had manned moon missions, but no one living there permanently." Lydia remarked. "How heavy? I mean, I'm not upset--just I need to be able to at least move it, especially if it falls on me." But Lydia was clearly thrilled that she'd be getting a bicycle.

"I'll have to look into these things. Not that I'm exactly looking for a motorcycle equivalent. I didn't have my learner's back home, either." Give her another year or two, and she'd have been driving. Doomie didn't count, as he was a sentient ghost car.

By that explanation, seems like she was a good thousand or so years behind him. But unless she asks, he won't delve into it. "Well... come to think of it, it might actually be good to use silver and gold instead of steel. It'd be lighter I think, or at least easier to make pipes with, rather than solid bars of metal. And I'm only estimating really! I won't really know until I start planning it out and bringing the hammer down."

"Well, you don't need a license for one. Anyone can just rent a Chocobo to get around." he explains. "I'm just saying, they're about that size. Mine's definitely taller than me."

Lydia's eyes went kind of wide, mentioning gold or silver. "Woah, even if you're doing it for me in trade for work, that...I wasn't really looking for anything terribly expensive." Slightly worried about that, even if she also did need to be able to move it around.

"That's...wow." Lydia was looking forward to seeing a Chocobo now. Although it might take her a while to get used to.

"Well... unlike jewelery gold and silver used in weapons is... less valuable. They shine more but they're not the BEST. It's not as expensive as you thin it might be. Especially if you're talking about jewelery and the like. Totally nothing like that."

It was a matter of material, not cost, and frankly, he was sort of hoarding some gold... it conducts electricity VERY well, as well as, yanno, heat resistance. He needs that.

For robots.

Lydia reached up and brushed some hair behind her ear nervously. "I didn't think a bike would all this complicated. But I would still like it, if it can be done. And I am willing to trade favors for it, or come help clean up, to pay off costs."

The cleaning might be good, and it never hurt to have extra hands at the billows or a hammer. Girls can be smiths too, but it was epically rare.

"Sure. It can be done, in time. I mean, the design isn't that bad, it's just figuring out a few details here and there. Mostly the chain since... I can't exactly make a motorized bike or anything like that."

Lydia smiled again, feeling more hopeful. "I really don't even need anything that special. Like, it can be one gear--no need to switch them. I definitely do appreciate the work though, and it'd be nice to have to get around town again. That was how I mostly got around at home."

He nods.

"I used to get around on..." he stops himself. "Well it's a long story, and unless you have a thing for animated giant robots, I won't bore you. It'll take time but I can definitely make it happen. Since getting here... I've been able to understand more about creating older stuff as opposed to... mecha."

But still he didn't want to bore her... it was like being a Blacksmith just dumped the whole wiki of 'how to make metal things' as well as an upload of 'AutoCAD'

"I'm not actually familiar with that...giant robots?" Lydia's head tilted in curiosity. It sounded like something from a bad monster movie, but that was right up her alley.

She'd be halfway there. He briefly knew of King Ghidora, if she'd know Godzilla movies. But there were worse creatures he fought too...

"Yeah, giant pilotable machines as big as buildings." He has to really THINK to see if he could reference something from before the year 2000...

"Uh... shit... Power Rangers maybe? Godzilla kind of stuff?" He looks to be really straining.

"Like, big giant lizard monster?" Lydia offered with a small smile. "I know that one, at least." The rest was new--but sounded neat all the same.

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