Day 153 | Open

[gianthobo]

Who: AZ, his Pokemon, and open!
Open: Open.
When: 153, late morning
Where: Outside the Workshop for AZ, various spots around the Bastion for his Pokemon.
What: AZ is tinkering with something, and his Pokemon are taking the opportunity to get in some exercise.
Format: Whatever works.
Warnings: idk possible Pokemon spoilers

Going on the Skyway is dangerous. AZ knows this, everyone in the Bastion knows this. Still, some dangers are a little unexpected - such as falling over into some mud. Limping back, AZ had figured out the problem - his leg brace was loose.

Which is why AZ is now sitting in front of the workshop, a screwdriver carefully held between his fingers, trying to tighten the brace. Every so often he frowns, unscrews something, and pulls the brace off to look at it more closely.

His Pokemon, however, are another story. Floette is floating over near the memorial, looking thoughtful and a little sad. Torkoal has parked himself near the forge's furnace, puffing smoke into the air around him. Golurk has found the training hall, and is throwing powerful punches as it works out. Sigilyph is flying around near the ranch, looking down at the animals there curiously.

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AZ

[ourlegends]

[ It's not easy to miss the rather large man in front of the workshop, and Hilda definitely sees him. He seems to be having some trouble ... so, of course, she wanders over to get a good look at what was going on. ]

Mr. AZ? What are you doing?

Floette!

[ourlegends]

[ Oh, it's her friend! Lilil is out today as well, and she sees her tiny friend as she's wandering. She moves over closer to Floette, waving a little. She'd noticed the thoughtful look, even from where she was, though, and had to wonder if everything was okay with the other Pokemon. ]

Floette, my friend! Is everything okay?

[gianthobo]

[Floette looks up, smiling a little bit. She floats down a bit to be near eye level for Lilil. No point in being rude, after all.]

Yes. I've just been thinking about those I fought with.

[She'd never wanted to go to war, but she'd been forced. It wasn't her fault, she knows that now... but there were still a lot of friend she'd lost.]

[gianthobo]

Hilda.

[He smiles a tiny bit, brushing some dried mud off of his coat. He holds up the metal and cloth brace to show her.]

My leg brace needs adjusting. It's not fitting right anymore.

AZ

[bastionpc]

[Oh look, its the resident blacksmith! He's not seen outside his workspace often, and he doesn't normally chat up the survivors, but AZ's metal work has caught his attention.]

Lookin' a bit run down there.

[gianthobo]

[AZ chuckles a little bit at Stuart. It's not untrue.]

A little. My leg brace came loose, and I fell into some mud. I'm trying to adjust it.

[bastionpc]

Ah, that's a damn shame that is. Looks like it was a nice piece of equipment 'fore it fell in to this shape.

[Unsocial as he might normally be, he can't ignore a good piece of metal working. He even crouches down a bit, draping beefy, muscular arms over his legs as he looks it over.]

Y'know. I got the supplies here to repair that, but given the shape it's in it might just be a temporary fix at best.

[gianthobo]

That's true. I should probably look into just replacing it. Maybe I'll see what supplies we have. The lack of screws might be an issue.

[The brace itself has definitely seen better days. It's made of some kind of strong plastic with metal along the back. It's scuffed and dirty, and the screws look like they're barely holding on. The sockets look like they're stripped.]

[bastionpc]

Mind if I have a closer look at it? Might wanna get an idea of what we're workin' with here.

[ourlegends]

[ She cocks her head to the side, getting a better look at it. ]

Are you injured, Mr. AZ?

[ourlegends]

[ Lilil nodded a little in response, understanding. She had never gone to war, but ... she had her own things to be sad about, too. ]

I'm certain they appreciate your thoughts.

[gianthobo]

[He hands it over to Stuart. It's old - probably at least seven or eight years if not more, judging by the general condition of the metal. It's simple enough, just a few rings of plastic held by the metal 'spine', and a pad for his knee.]

It's been a while since I've replaced it.

[gianthobo]

I hope so. Most of us didn't want to be there. We wanted to protect people, it's true... but it's different from fighting in a regular battle. You weren't allowed to stop after they fainted. Some of us tried to, but the people in charge punished us...

[She trails off a little, floating closer to her friend. She knows where those thoughts are leading, and she doesn't want to follow them. She's followed them enough.]

[gianthobo]

... In a way. I wasn't always this height. Just... after I revived Floette and we both became immortal, I didn't stop growing. Human bones and muscles aren't really built for humans to be this tall. It puts a lot of pressure on them, especially my legs and feet.

My left leg is also weaker due to an old injury that just didn't heal properly.

[ourlegends]

Oh ...

[ It was hard not to notice how unnaturally huge AZ was, but Hilda wasn't going to say anything. Now she knew why that was. She kneels down a bit to look at his leg a bit better. ]

Is there anything I can help with?

[ourlegends]

[ Oh, no ... Lilil reached out and gently pat her friend on the back. ]

You don't have to tell me. It's okay. I don't want my friend to hurt.

[ Quick, change the subject! Something happier! ]

Hey, did I ever tell you? Hilda isn't my first trainer.

[ .... THAT WAS NOT HAPPIER. Well, okay, it was kind of happier. ]

[gianthobo]

[The little Pokemon nuzzles the other. She does feel a little better after that.]

Really? You two get along like she was, though.

[gianthobo]

... When the weapon caused an explosion, there was some... damage. It took some time for people to get there. The lab was partially caved in, and my leg was trapped.

[And while there was enough technology to build a weapon like that, medical advances were still a bit away. But there's a reason he camps out in open spaces.]

I can function all right, it just needs extra support.

[followsthevoice]

[Hello giant man, have a small Kid walking over with a mildly curious glint in his eyes; even if his face was more or less the same than it usually was. He was wondering why the giant man who'd first defended his actions was sitting on the ground and tinkering with something or other...kinda hard to miss something like that after all.]

Y'alright?

[gianthobo]

[He nods a bit at the Kid's question.]

Just trying to fix my leg brace.

[Still, there's a nice patch of grass just waiting for the Kid, and he pats it in an invitation to sit with him.]

[followsthevoice]

[Raile obliged the man, taking a seat next to him as he cast an appraising gaze over at the leg brace. It seemed really solid in design...a bit old, but definitely sturdy; or at least sturdy in its day. Right now it looked like it was falling apart due to use, which was fair enough considering AZ's size.]

Looks a little beat up; I s'pose y'could use a little Zulwood Oil t'give it a little more life...but it'd prolly be best t'make a new one. I know a place y'can get some Knifebark if yer interested.

[gianthobo]

What's Knifebark?

[It'd probably be a good idea for him to get further out anyway. Most of his Pokemon could probably keep most enemies away anyway...]

[followsthevoice]

Knifebark is somethin' y'can find out in the wilds, it's random what trees get it, but it's tough as nails and lightweight; it'd make a good replacement material truth bein' told.

[Raile said before clicking his tongue as another wave of pain shot through his dislocated shoulder; perhaps once AZ was focused on more than his brace he'd noticed the large amount of dried blood on his face and the odd angle his shoulder had taken. Well, if he could ever see past all that hair that is.]

[gianthobo]

Sounds like it.

[He finally looks at the kid properly, and drops the brace and his screwdriver. His eyes go wide, and he reaches out before pulling his hand back a little.]

Your shoulder's out of its socket. ... I can pop it back in for you, but it's going to hurt. It'll hurt more if it heals like that, though.

[followsthevoice]

[Well that would give him a better view of all the dried blood, bruises, and welts all over him as well; fending off the Wilds with nothing but a Carbine with only one good arm and not being able to roll had been tantamount to a living hell...but he'd survived; he still had an apology to give. Two apologies now that he'd probably given Zulf a heart attack. He turned his bad shoulder to AZ and nodded, his face as stony as ever.]

Go for it, has t'be done sooner or later.