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[fellpool]

[It had been a long time since he had relied on his alchemy to this level. While he knew that Symbology still worked to a certain degree, he also knew that having anyone rely on it in this time period would not be helpful without a Symbologist around to regularly maintain the created symbols. So when it became clear that they should be supporting the small village's growth, he found himself once again volunteering his time at the smithy.

Iron and scrap iron had been around in large quantities back in their time, allowing the smithy workers to work on their projects without worrying about resources. That wasn't quite the case in this time period. So, he volunteers in transmutating ruined metal back to a more workable base, though it's a much slower process than he's used to because of the power cap.

Creating crude light bulbs out of glass jars and transmutated wiring is also a project of his, which sends him to the supply center looking for glass containers.

When he's not working on transmutation, he takes notes on the Poké balls he brought, sketching and writing while eating lunch. While he may not be able to do much work on actually building a functioning one, studying them is at least a change of pace. They seemed to work the same, at least.

Most days, he eats his lunch out in the plaza to get away from the sounds and smells produced in the smithy. When the weather is bad, he takes shelter in the smithy's storefront, which is more a repository for tools and other things that require metalwork.

All the while, he wears a pair of black shades on his head, which aren't exactly necessary in this season. But stuff like that had never stopped Precis from wearing them everywhere, either.]

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[pendantry]

[Raven's blacksmith skills just barely extend to weaponry, so she doesn't participate in that half of metalworking even here; she can make useful things, which today includes arrow and spear points for hunting and metal traps to put in the water and catch fish. Passively. Even Raven prefers a pole to actively spearing fish. She can repair tools. It feels...good, to work on farming tools again, even small ones.

She always smells like fire when she leaves the building for lunch, often - like today - dulled by the soot and dirt of real smith work. Raven tries to shake it out of her hair, at least, before finding Leon in the plaza. She hasn't seen him all day, he has some project to do. This particular day he has her lunch so finding him is extra important.]

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[fellpool]

[Leon yawns as he sits on one of the benches near the fountain; working on alchemy for extended periods of time made him tired, and he was thankful for breaks that allowed him to momentarily escape the sounds of metal being worked and wrought. Even if it was unlikely for him to actually fall asleep with the various work around him, his diminished concentration greatly increased the chance of ruining the metal he worked on.

He smiles faintly when he sees Raven approaching. It was nice to be able to continue working with Raven; they both knew where the other was, they knew each other's strengths and weaknesses at work, and there was someone to walk back to the apartment with at the end of the day.]

How're you doing?

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[pendantry]

[She stops at the fountain first, pulling off her gloves and scooping up water to scrub her face with. Then she dries her hands on her coat and joins Leon on the bench.]

I'm okay. Just tired. [Not the bone-weariness of the first few days, but the kind of tired that comes from a day of hard work and sends her to bed not long after the sun sets.] What about you?

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[fellpool]

I'm tired too. [If they were being honest...] I could use a nap.

[But they were having lunch instead. While he doesn't mind eating fresh foods again, he does find himself missing some of the more convenient meals that they could get in their "normal" time period.]

Any exciting projects so far?

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[pendantry]

[Fresh foods are just one part of the smaller village earlier time experience, which feels a lot like coming home, to Raven. They had traveling merchants and shipments in Sharance, but...this is still nice. Simpler, though not always easier, and with an outside sense of something always about to go wrong that she can't shake.]

Not really. A lot of tools. [Somehow her lunch is always a surprise even though she makes it for herself; she looks intrigued by the sandwich as usual before taking a bite.] The things you do are more interesting.

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[fellpool]

Interesting? [He repeats the word with a note of surprise; his work seems pretty bland and uninteresting to him.] I don't know about that.

Things just seem harder in general right now. It's a little frustrating.

[pokeboy]

[ Leon isn't the only one looking for glass containers on that day, with this pokémon trainer - and his ever present Pikachu - studying a shelf just at the front of the store's entrance, eyeing a small pile of glass objects. Not exactly jars, but shaped small enough like they held miniature candles once, perhaps. Weird.

He's got one pinched between his thumb and forefinger when he hears the door open to the centre, turning to look on instinct (oh it's Leon), but then flicking his head back before he looks back away. ]

Oh, Leon! Hey!

[ hey guy hey ]

[fellpool]

[Though his focus is already on the idea of finding glass, Leon isn't so tunnel-visioned not to notice Red. When he sees him do a double-take, Leon laughs a little and waves.]

Hey, Red. You look busy.

[Okay, that might be some teasing there.]

[pokeboy]

Huh? Not really. I'm just looking for something to grow seeds in. [ whoosh goes the teasing. ]

What are you doing here?

[fellpool]

[S-sigh. Maybe it's best that the teasing went unacknowledged.]

I'm looking for glass jars that I can use for a project. I'm guessing you're looking for something similar?

[pokeboy]

Yup! I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours.

[ He twists his wrist, waving the small curved glass in his hand. ]

[fellpool]

[He snorts a little, resting a hand on his hip as he looks from Red to the glass and back again.]

Didn't you just tell me by mentioning growing seeds?

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[knightofratatosk]

[Leon may notice Emil inching closer to him one day while he's out eating lunch in the plaza... and trying to be surreptitious about doing so. He THINKS those are Pokeballs, but he's not 100% sure, so he's trying to get close enough to be certain without attracting too much attention.

... until he trips over a rock and stumbles a few paces, that is.]

Whoa!

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[fellpool]

[Ah, the advantages of having the hearing of a cat. Even before he really sees Emil, he's aware of those shifty sounds nearby. Because they're not alarming or anything, he continues eating his vegetables while rotating an opened Poke ball with one hand.

Until he hears that stumbling and exclamation, at least.]

...Uh. Everything okay over there?

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[knightofratatosk]

[Uh oh, busted. Almost immediately Emil straightens up and tries to pretend that nothing just happened... which would probably be more effective if he weren't standing so close to Leon.]

Huh? Yeah, everything's just fine! I just tripped, that's all.

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[fellpool]

[That's definitely a skeptical look being leveled at you, Emil. Leon doesn't rise from his seat, but he does scoot to the edge while looking at the blond.]

You must've been pretty distracted by something.

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[knightofratatosk]

No, not really.

[... he isn't fooling anyone, is he?]

Um... is that a Pokeball?

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[theideaguy]

[Ever since coming to the past, Sokka hasn't really had much time for the smithy. He's stopped in every now and again, but all things considered, his personal projects have been on hold. They're feeding a village of so many people, and there's no grocery store to be had, so Sokka's switched over to one of his other pastimes and joys: hunting. And with that, he's been making sure to keep in touch with those he's connected with in Luceti, and Leon would certainly be one of them.

[And look here: Sokka comes into the smithy with a freshly caught and cooked duck on a plate. Of course, he didn't do the cooking part of that job; that he did not have skill in. However, Team Avatar was working together to survive in this place, so that would explain that part.]

Mmmmexcuse me, [Sokka says in a butler-like voice as he comes in on Leon,] dinner is now served.

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[fellpool]

[He snorts at the almost ... subserviently snooty voice that Sokka uses, smiling as he turns to face him and his catch. His amusement and appreciation are clear on his face when he sees that the duck has already been prepared.]

Nice duck today. Looks like there's a lot of meat on 'im.

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[theideaguy]

Thankfully, I got the fattest one of the flock. Someone must have been feeding this guy breadcrumbs. Not that I'm going to complain about it.

[He sets the plate down on the counter and bows again, completing his faux-waiter act.]

The gang added some vegetables to the plate as well. I told them it'd just ruin it, but they insisted. You can toss them if you want.

[risingwinds]

[This is still a little weird for Ven. The whole idea of time travel's just... strange in hindsight. Maybe even daunting. After all, who knows what kinda effect even the smallest of actions will have?

Still, for what it's worth, he manages to keep a fairly cheery attitude, whistling as he moseys along. But when he spots Leon sketching, he stops for a moment and slinks closer, peeking over his shoulder.]

Hey, whatcha working on?

[fellpool]

Hey dude.

[His ears tilt in the direction of Ven's voice, and he greets him without looking up. He makes a motion with his pencil, twirling it around to erase a stray line on the drawing. On closer inspection, it looks like an intricate netting embedded in a round object.]

Just trying to get an idea on how this thing works. A Poké ball.

[risingwinds]

Oh! Y'know, that's a good point.

[He squints, eying the drawing carefully. Diagrams are interesting to look at, even if they can get kinda complicated and all.]

I've always wondered how they could fit such big monsters inside. I mean, if it was magic, that'd be one thing, but technology... That puts the stuff in Deep Space to shame!

[fellpool]

Yeah, it really does. [He leans back so Ven can get a better look at the drawing, finally raising his head to look at him.]

I was asked by one of the trainers to basically figure out how to reverse-engineer one in case they need a Poké ball repaired -- or if they need a new one entirely, for some reason. Not that I think we're going to have wild Pokémon around or something.

[risingwinds]

But wouldn't if be cool if we did?

[Oh, his eyes are practically sparkling. There's a huuuge grin on his face.]

Then we could have a whole bunch of new trainers! ...But I guess that'd require even more balls...