http://found-myway.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] found-myway.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-07-21 05:43 pm

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Zuko's in a hurry on his way to the forge. The sooner he has real swords, the sooner he can get back to training.

(He could always use pretend ones in the Sensorium, but that feels like cheating.)

On the way, he's thinking of what, exactly, he's going to pay Dustin with. They danced around the subject of reimbursement, but Zuko knows, nothing's ever free.

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-07-22 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
There was a young man on the roof of a house as Zuko passed by. (He was checking to see if they could possible put a smokestack up there.

"Hellooo," he said cheerfully as Zuko rushed by.

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-07-22 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Trying to figure out if--oh hey, it has a smokestack--trying to figure out if this building can be converted to a forge."

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-07-22 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"If I don't share half with the house, I have to supply my own tools and materials, and considering I don't intend to charge, I have nothing to share with the house. The tools part is what's tricky, lugging them back and forth."

He slid down the roof to a ledge, and waved his arms before catching his balance again. Fortunately, this little building was close to the ground anyway, if he did fall.

"People here have so little to even give. The most I'd feel comfortable asking for is for lessons on how to do things--nothing material, nothing that could be split with anyone. How could I take away the last possessions people have? For a blacksmith, there's no honor in asking for pay during wartime--especially if that's all you can do to contribute."

Gobber never charged during dragon attacks. And when it was a bad winter, he just bartered for what he needed--some sheep for a sword worth an estate, some eggs for pots and pans.

This was a bad winter, in Hiccup's eyes.

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-07-22 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
"It is when Stacy's providing food, housing and clothes."

Ha ha, Zuko, an honorable blacksmith. Your pessimism can suck it.

"If I needed things, I'd ask for barter to get it when I needed it. But I don't need things. See, all you other people are fighting, that's what you're doing. And you're doing it for free. This is what I'll do. And I'll also do it for free. Being useful is my payment."
silverduelist: (shove it all in)

[personal profile] silverduelist 2010-07-22 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Yzak turned a corner, just in time to see Zuko closing in at a distance enough to move out of the way. Despite the easy move, however, he scowled.

"What are you in such a hurry for?!"
silverduelist: (least it was useful)

[personal profile] silverduelist 2010-07-22 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, but I can't exactly see you from around the corner."

Whatever, as long as Zuko didn't actually run into him, Yzak didn't really care.

"Oh," he said, and then curiously, "what?"
silverduelist: (this is douchecountry)

[personal profile] silverduelist 2010-07-22 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not very surprised."

A short pause, before elaborating. "After meeting those things for myself. Even things like our mobile suits were damaged, and they're build pretty damn tough."
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[personal profile] silverduelist 2010-07-22 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah..." Right, swords meant not getting much of a view of the former space battle.

"Mobile suits," he elaborated. "those are the ... bipedal weapons we use to fight with..." Yzak trailed off, sounding a little hesitant. He wasn't sure how familiar Zuko was with terms like that, and didn't want to just outright explain them as "giant robots."

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[identity profile] tricks-of-trade.livejournal.com 2010-07-22 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
She was walking down one of the alleyways, chomping on her last apple from Planet Vacay, and sidestepped neatly as Zuko closed in.

"You look like a guy who's got somewhere to be."

That was something she couldn't quite comprehend yet; they were all enclosed on a ship, so why all the rushing about?

[identity profile] tricks-of-trade.livejournal.com 2010-07-22 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Choline smiles. "Oh yeah? What kinds?"

See those hilts on her thighs, Zuko? Those are daggers the size of small swords.

[identity profile] tricks-of-trade.livejournal.com 2010-07-22 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Choline arched a long eyebrow and smiled. "It's the only way to go, as far as I'm concerned."

With a swift movement and a little twirly flourish, her daggers were in her hands. The blades were long, but wide, designed to stab or be used in dirty fighting.

"How long have you been doing it?"

[identity profile] tricks-of-trade.livejournal.com 2010-07-22 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
"The daggers? Not long. A decade, maybe? Before this, I used to dual-wield heavier swords, or do the sword-and-board thing." She smirked. "When my family was killed in the war, I had to take up a sneakier line of work to stay alive."

She won't bother you with the story of the war, Zuko. With a scar like that, she figured he'd probably been in at least one himself.

[identity profile] grayaura.livejournal.com 2010-07-22 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're in a hurry."

It's simple, matter of fact, and delivered in that familiar, bored monotone. Hey Zuko.

[identity profile] grayaura.livejournal.com 2010-07-26 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe I should keep a pair on hand when I want to get your attention," she responded, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She paused for a moment and finally nodded.

"Sure."