smash_logs | Nuts n' bolts

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Nuts n' bolts

Who: Lucca, damaged robots, nosy onlookers (threadjacking encouraged)
What: August repair log!
Where: Machine shop
When: Friday nights
Warnings: T for TECHNOBABBLE

Lucca's posted reminders about open repairs on Fridays seems to be working. At first, Lucca would quietly slip into the machine shop repair bay alone, with nothing but some uncomfortable-looking tools and her diagnostic equipment and wait for several hours in a darkened room that smelled faintly of coolant and burnt metal.

Now... she's still in the same room, but her increased self-confidence means that she's made the whole deal her own. The lights are ON now, she's commandeered the shop stereo for some light music to chase off the silence, and there are a couple six-packs of e-tanks and oil cans (and yes, even some soda) for refreshments. She's got an assistant now too! (The fact that it's her boyfriend, and they're regularly spending several hours along together, is completely unrelated.)

She's even borrowed a privacy screen from the nurse's office and set it behind the far bench, just in case someone comes in with a part broken off that doesn't normally see daylight. Hey, she's not here to judge, she's here to repair.

With the investigations and newfound monsters around the city, any 'bot could get themselves hurt. Whether you're a patient, a coolant donor, a robot enthusiast or a curious staff member, she'd be happy to say hi.

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Rock dutifully went about his business helping her set up, eager to spend this time with her doing what he was originally meant to do all along. He was designed to be a lab assistant in the first place. Doing this felt... right. Like this was the normal life he sought and strived for.

Of course, spending all this time alone with his girlfriend didn't hurt matters either.

"I think everything's ready," he said, dusting his hands off.

"Yup, it looks like it!"

She hops off the table she'd been climbing to reach some high-roosting hand tools, her search successful, and sidles to him with a kiss on the cheek.

"I wanna thank you again, Rock. Seriously, you're the best assistant a girl can ask for." She adds with a silly sideways smile.

Rock beamed happily at the kiss, leaning against the table. "It's no trouble at all! I'm happy to do it!" he replied with a smile. "I'm just glad I can be of help! It feels good to be doing this kind of work again, you know? Ever since I was reconfigured into a combat robot, I haven't been doing much assisting Dr. Light..."

Hello, hi, engineering teacher would be incredibly interested in helping! Look at her, timidly peeking around the corner to make sure this was the right place and that she wasn't intruding or anything!

"Hi! C'mon in."

Lucca beckons as she sets a strange, glowing widget on a pile with others of its kind. The fact that Ronnae looks pretty organic (not to mention green and pointy-eared) and not a robot at all, doesn't seem to bother the girl. However, it's only after wiping her hands clean and turning back as Ronnae approaches that she recognizes her.

"--Oh hey! You're the new engineering teacher, huh?"

"Hello!" Rock greeted with a big smile, tools in both hands.

Ronnae smiled timidly and nodded, waving at both as she approached.

"Yup, new everything really. Just arrived to this place a few weeks ago. Been getting used to it but honestly it's not too bad." Compared to other palces she's been? Tchyeah, not too bad is an understatement. So far.

"I... I s-saw the post and thought m-maybe I could have a look... Maybe h-help if you'd like?" And learn, because you could always always learn new things!

"Really? Sure!" She beams. She seemed rather unsure of herself, for being a member of faculty, but Lucca doesn't mind! She glances around to try to find something for her to start out with.

"Uh... couldja do me a favor and check over that generator? Its purpose was to charge up batteries, but I couldn't get it to turn over this morning." She offers, gesturing to the sad bit of machinery in the corner.

"And if you need any help, if you need to know where anything is or need something we don't have, let me know," Rock added helpfully. He didn't mind someone who wanted to come and join in their work, and would try to be as helpful as he could.

"Thank you very much you both, I'll make sure to make myself useful as well." she added with a small smile and a low bow before turning to head to where Lucca had pointed.

Generators, for the most part, had the same basic ideas and schematics behind them so she was pretty happy to help figure out what was needed. Once there, her shy demeanor took a 180 and those watching could see her much more at ease, smiling as she tinkered away, and almost seemed like she was right at home, feeling out the workbench and noting quickly where things were around her.

"Let's see if we can get these airship parts moved outta the way. We could use the space, and I actually have no idea who left them here in the first place." She adds to Rock.

Say, oh, a half-hour later, Lucca stops in mid-drag and happens to glance at the corner again...

She had been pretty silent over at her workstation, tinkering away with an awe or amused comment or noise every now and then. She kept to herself, and worked tirelessly. Eventually you could hear the beautiful hum of a lively generator and it you looked over there might have been a bit more of a surreal-fantasy look to the device now.

Even still, she looked for more ways to improve upon it!

Rock, for his part, had never seen something like this, save for when Lucca showed him the Epoch. Steampunk technology was still beyond him, and so when it hummed to life, Rock came up to look it over, trying to understand the changes she made to it. "This is really impressive," he finally commented.

"Wow...!"

Rock's voice draw's Lucca's attention as well, and she soon follows after to peer at the machine that is now happily percolating in the corner. Was that meter there before? Where'd she get those Edison bulbs? Is that an antenna?

"It is! Is it... still a generator?" Because, you know, she wanted to establish that first. It's not like the purpose of HER stuff hasn't changed in mid-tune-up before.

Ronnae blushed, fidgeting in place but offering a small smile and a nod. "T-thanks, and yup, still a generator but I made it so you can change the elemental output in case you needed different types of elemental energies." she said pointing at the new meter and panel next to it with different settings illustrated by a different runic symbol for each element.

"That's amazing," Rock said, a big smile on his face as he curiously examined the modified contraption. "Can it generate solar energy?" he asked. "It'd be cool if I could hook it right up to my solar generator. Just to try it out!"

"And fire and lightning and everything?" Lucca chimes in, eyes shining. Wow, this thing could REALLY be useful! She glances to Rock.

"Well... as long as you're careful, I guess you can try it. It'd be a a good test! Just be careful you don't overload, okay?"

"I will!" he promised with a smile, unbuttoning his shirt. When it was open, he tapped on the square shaped marking on his chest, causing it to slide open and reveal an access port. He had a recharge point there that he could hook up to. His primary energy source was solar cells, but he could also get quick recharges from E-tanks, or plug in to conserve power. All he needed was a cord...

Cyrus hadn't been there for over a year. Unlike many of his old haunts, the machine shop hadn't been on his list since his return.

But it was as good a time as any. Perhaps they'd have some new parts that he could use for...future reference. Although he'd have to reconstruct those blueprints...

Everything he saw was an old memory, even if it was a part he'd never seen. The machines that had consumed his youth, far more welcoming than any person had or could ever be, cold logic against the ruthlessness of the world...It would have made him sentimental if he hadn't buried those emotions.

At that thought, his hands shook, and he thrust them into his pockets despite the heat.

It may be confusing to him, then, why Lucca seemed to want to keep the atmosphere warm among such cold machinery; adding such cloying amenities as "refreshments" and "conversation" to a space where it strictly wasn't necessary.

In any case, Lucca remembers Cyrus. "Oh, uh, hi Mr. Cyrus..." She adds with a wave between calibrations. Her tone is oddly reminiscent of a scuba diver who's just noticed the silhouette of a great white shark darken the reef under them.

Cyrus was an... oddity. Rock just opted to watch curiously to see what he wanted.

Oh, the girl who controlled fire. The foolish thing believed it to be magic...

"I see you are still here. Time marches on and with it technology...yet even at the rapid pace of recent years there is still a stability to it..."

"...Oh. Okay." She blinks, sort of lost.

"...I mean, I never saw any problem with it developing fast in the first place."

"Can we, um... Can we help you with anything?" Rock asked, standing by Lucca's side, hoping this question had a fairly short answer.

Cyrus glanced over at the other student. "I wish only to look around. I trust there is no prohibition against doing so."

"Oh sure! There's no rule against that."

Although as she fiddles with her glasses, she wonders just what drew him here in the first place...

"Uh, help yourself to something to drink. There's enough to go around." She adds, awkwardly, not ready to voice the query just yet.

Seeing as Lucca was okay with him staying, Rock wasn't going to say anything to the contrary. He did, however, pour a cup of coffee and offer it up to Cyrus.

"No thank you," Cyrus declined the drink with a slight bow of politeness. "Although I thank you for the thought."

Lucca was nervous, though he sought only to view the lab. Was she keeping a secret? Yet she invited him in. He would have to be especially vigilant.

Wave heard about the open repair sessions, and found herself... thoroughly disinterested. What she WAS interested in was working on her own equipment, and whatever resources may have been available at the machine shop.

So she started to make a habit of "borrowing" tools. Eventually Lucca would want to do something about that.

"Now where'd that spanner go...?"

And the Voltimeter. And those calipers... She could have sworn they had more diamond drillbits than this, too.

"Is it me, or are there a lot of little things that are suddenly missing around here?" She asks of no-one in particular, hoping for at least SOME insight.

She soon got her answer. Wave needed some precision tools, and when the door opened, it wasn't another onlooker, or someone who actually needed repairs done. It was a purple bird girl, who walked in, and just picked up a precision tool set from the bench before turning to leave. She didn't acknowledge Lucca's presence, or introduce herself.

Better stop her.

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Nuts n' bolts

Before Operating Hours

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Tell me it turns into a huge Azarothian mess of pipes and glowey things and and gears. Please. =D

Close! But no fel items around here to make it all fiery. But you'll get the nice glows and stuff!

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