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[personal profile] glorifiedtrash 2015-06-01 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
...No, I don't know.

[Scrounging around he finds the flashlight he'd been using and passes it to Guy.]

I was never allowed to attend the academy things like this are honestly beyond me.

[But he's trying. And he's piecing all this together between what he's read and what he can see with having 12 different versions of the same machine to look at. That... Really he feels like he should have found a way to attend anyway. He knows at Sybak or even just the Elemental Research Laboratory in Meltokio they were working with advanced technology shared by the renegades. Things like the power of Volt. Electricity.

There'd just never been any time. Completing school had been enough of a challenge with his Chosen duties. He's been over this, but it doesn't change the fact he feels like an idiot. He's so helplessly behind most people when it comes to technology in the CDC.

Aka crai moar Zelos anyway he'll be watching Guy pretty close to learn where he's been fucking up and maybe pick up some tips. He's not above scrounging knowledge.]
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[personal profile] glorifiedtrash 2015-06-01 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Looking through his pile of junk... There is really no organization he just has things everywhere. But he pulls out a few different sizes of copper wiring.]

I have these. I don't know what to do about the filter though.

[...Ah. Crossing his arms.]

I mean, I can see if there's anything comparable at one of the stores unless you think we can fix it here.
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[personal profile] glorifiedtrash 2015-06-01 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[Grabbing the wrench! He can do this much at least. Cause. He is actually quite used to hanging around people like a dog stealing knowledge so sad. Passing it over he'll take the flashlight from Guy if Guy will let him, intending to hold it for him.]

Here.

[I'm sorry but this is officially waifu territory asks Guy if he wants a sandwich with the crust cut off.......]
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[personal profile] glorifiedtrash 2015-06-04 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Zelos watches that. ...Honestly it's just sad how hard he is clearly concentrating on this. Reaching out he lets his fingers hover over the pressure gauge, eyes taking in every crack and dent before flicking to where the seal rings should be. That is true there were rings on the ones he saw in the other stations. He hadn't realized they did something...]

I can grab the rings from one of the stores. I've seen them in one or two. But the gauge...

[He hadn't seen one of those at all. There's not much he could do unless he were to build a new one. And that would take him quite the amount of time to figure out and actually rig. If he even could. He glances at Guy.]

Can you do something for it?
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[personal profile] glorifiedtrash 2015-06-07 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
[No he's just doing this for his health don'tchaknow. Nah, Zelos nods. He doesn't particularly feel compelled to explain himself to Guy. Maybe that's unsociable, but in the end do his "whys" matter? Not particularly as far as he can tell.

Setting aside the flashlight he straightens.]

Well let's do this now. There's about 9 others of these I need to fix so the sooner we're done with this one the better.

[He heads for the stairs. Guy can choose to bring the part along or not; Zelos feels like he's eyeballed the needed sizes pretty well. He'll need to keep this in mind though...maybe grab a few extra rings in case other stations have similar problems... Caught up in his work sorry bro.]