Post by Jonathan Xiang-Lewis on Jan 19, 2013 17:51:47 GMT -5
Jon finishes creating the syringes, and puts the newly minted cylinders into his medical satchel. He needs to stop by the hospital, but he could go there later. For now, he takes out his rifle, takes out the magazine, pulls out a bullet, and takes one of the blank templates, molding it into that of the bullet. He then proceeds to mint out bullets at a rather fast pace, his memory muscle of working with basic machinery when he was a child kicking in.
"There's only one thing that I know for sure is true: 'Truth is relative.'" -Jon
"What side you're on isn't of concern to me. What is of concern is that you're hurt, and I need to treat you for it." -Jon
"Contrary to what some believe, violence does not solve everything. In fact, it solves nothing." -Jon
Post by heimerdinger on Jan 20, 2013 11:40:04 GMT -5
Heimerdinger wasn't used to building contraptions out of scraps, so the job took him way longer than he expected. After a few hours, he was able to assemble a rather simple pistol, a manual turret, 4 concussive grenades and around 50 rounds for the pistol.
He left some golden coins on the table as a payment for the material and then quietly left the junkyard. He thought Rumble would be sleeping by now, so he didn't want to wake him up.
Post by Jonathan Xiang-Lewis on Jan 20, 2013 12:28:51 GMT -5
Jon had finished minting the rounds he would need for his rifle, and so upon completion loaded them into his bandolier, after which he took out several hundred denominated gold notes and left them on the press to pay for the supplies he had used and the machine he utilized to make the supplies. Seeing Heimerdinger done, he followed him out quietly from behind, not intending to cause any disturbance.
"There's only one thing that I know for sure is true: 'Truth is relative.'" -Jon
"What side you're on isn't of concern to me. What is of concern is that you're hurt, and I need to treat you for it." -Jon
"Contrary to what some believe, violence does not solve everything. In fact, it solves nothing." -Jon
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 20, 2013 12:55:49 GMT -5
Seeing as the others were finished and had left, Teemo stands up with a short yawn. He scuttles over to Rumble's door and knocks, wondering if the Mechanic had fallen asleep during the time.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 20, 2013 16:51:36 GMT -5
Rumble, who was certainly awake, drops his book on his bed, walks over to the door, and opens it. "Yeah, I'm still awake. Whaddya want? Is everyone else still working?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 20, 2013 17:05:38 GMT -5
Teemo stifles a chuckle, simply smirking and shaking his head.
"No, they finished their work and left. Both left some coin behind as thanks for letting them in." The scout leans forward and gives Rumble a warm hug.
"Thank you for letting them in, though, on such short notice. We'll be leaving for Icathia soon. I'm not sure if or when we'll be back, so I wanted to take the time to say goodbye, hopefully to see you again." He sighs and releases the mechanic, giving a short salute before turning and heading for the door.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 20, 2013 18:56:26 GMT -5
Rumble crosses his arm and smirks. "Heh, you sure like giving out hugs, boy. Well, make sure ya come back safe from that trip." Rumble scratches his head for a moment. "Wonder why I was never invited to that meeting, yeesh..."
Rumble walks over to the table where Jon and Heimerdinger left the gold coins. He picks them up and looks at them for a moment. "Heh, maybe I should have told them they didn't need to pay anything. I get almost all of my materials from free junkyard scrap, heh."
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 20, 2013 19:06:07 GMT -5
Teemo pauses in the doorway, glancing back at Rumble with a sad smile and a faint chuckle.
"Hey, we're yordles. Hugging is just something we do. But you never know when it'll be the last time you get to hug someone... so that's why I do it so much. I can't guarantee I'll be coming back this time... but I'll do my best." With a confident nod, the scout steps out the door and closes it behind him slowly.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 20, 2013 21:47:50 GMT -5
Rumble puts both of his hands into his pockets and stares at Teemo. "The last time you'll get to hug someone, eh..."
For a second, Rumble actually contemplated whether he should hug Teemo back or not.
Rumble opens the halfway-closed door and walks up to Teemo, then places a hand on his shoulder. He stares at Teemo solemnly in the eyes. "Well... Just don't get yourself hurt too much, 'kay?"
Rumble lets go of Teemo's shoulder afterwards and starts to walk away slowly.
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 20, 2013 22:07:49 GMT -5
Teemo pauses when Rumble stops him, looking back at the mechanic in the eyes. Even as Rumble left, Teemo continued to stare in his direction until he was inside of his workshop again. The scout places a hand softly on the shoulder than was touch, the slowly grips it tighter and nods, his expression becoming more determined. Quickly he turns and scuttles off to join the rest of the party as they prepare to leave for Icathia.
Titus peeks into the junkyard, intent on seeing the various inventions Rumble has made.
The entire junkyard, or as Titus calls it Rumble imperium sine fine, feels like it goes without end. The mountains of trash and junk pile cover the skies and Titus doesn't even know where the boundaries are. He can only speculate that it's just as big as Noxus.
He's wearing his everyday tunic with brown boots and gloves. He approaches to the first mountain pile that he sees.
"Rumble?" He hollers out. "Rumble? Are you there?...Rumble?"
Maybe if he climbs up, he can see the entire view of the junkyard and find where Rumble is. If the mountain of trash is really that tall, he could see the mothership. He gets to the base and starts climbing, but very slowly because one slip up and he can create a junk avalanche.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Feb 3, 2013 16:50:29 GMT -5
Rumble had just walked out of his workshop, still carrying Teemo's journal. He locks the door to his workshop and proceeds to venture out of the junkyard, intend of finding Teemo to return the journal to him. Upon reaching the junkyard entrance, he sees Titus attempting to climb a junkyard heap.
"Oi! What are you doing, boy? Those heaps aren't meant for climbing, y'know!"
"O hey Rumble!" Titus turns his head to see a very small mechanic on the ground.
He simply teleports back to the ground. It's not like long distances and teleporting a few meters of a distance is relatively easy for him. He is in front of Rumble about 4 or 5 meters away from him.
"I just came to...look at stuff...I heard that your inventions are good and I...I just wanna see them. Maybe...gimme a tour or something?"
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Feb 3, 2013 19:14:36 GMT -5
Rumble puts both of his hands on his hips and smiles with a triumphant manner. "Heh, of course my inventions are great! I'm the best Bandle's got to offer!" he states, with an air of confidence around him.
Rumble's smile soon fades though, and he scratches the back of his head with his hand. "But... my workshop ain't exactly a museum, y'know. It ain't open 24/7 for yordles to see. I'd love to show you my inventions sometime, but the workshop's closed at the moment, 'cause I gotta find Teemo to return an item back to him. Sorry 'bout that, bud."
"Heimerdinger, Rumble...hehehe..." he chuckled in his mind.
However, his aura drops into a cutish disappointment when he found out that Rumble is busy.
"Shoot. I really wanna see your inventions. And maybe even buy it from you. Either for...uh...military use or for personal use as well, more on personal use...but anyways. You're really capable of getting stuff and making it great. I...uhh...guess I can't deny...that you're...our greatest. How long? I like to...umm...come back and see your inventions."
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