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[tsunbird]

action/video;

[The video feed is bouncing around and actually rather dizzying to watch, but there's a periodic view of a one Talonflame shifter perched in a tree not too far from Hikawa Shrine. After a while his voice filters to the Warp Band, and the video settles and moves closer.]

You turned the video on, Fluff. Come up here.

[Another moment of dizzying motion and the feed shifts to show Fluff, Ankh's Sylveon, proudly perched on his lap. He rolls his eyes.]

I take the time to get back in a tree and you're immediately stealing my shit. You little klepto.

[Except there's only fondness in his tone, which is possibly strange to hear.]

Ah. I'm looking for someone named Souda. Can someone tell me where to find him? I may have work for him.

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it okay!! <3

[tsunbird]

[He chuffs, not-quite smiling.]

[He raises his stumped arm to show that it is very much only half an arm.]

I might be in the market.

[creamsouda]

Youoh.

[Kazuichi can't help but look a little alarmed, eyes widening.]

Yeah that... kinda looks like you maybe might --

H-how-- how the hell--?

[tsunbird]

[Another chuffed laugh.]

Let's just say my personal advice is to never piss off an Arbok in the northern Wetlands.

[creamsouda]

S-s-seriously?!

Savior's sunburnt ass-- how the-- fuck.

[Kazuichi keeps his hand to his forehead, not entirely composed.]

Yeah... yeah, I think I... I could do that, maybe...

[tsunbird]

[His grin is crooked and doesn't entirely meet his eyes.]

It was a reasonably clean bite, apart from the poison. It's been clean and healing for about a month now, I think it ought to be healed enough to be corrected.

[He considers something.]

Although, if you've made a limb for a Houndoom... Have you ever altered wings?

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[creamsouda]

N-nah, I've never done anything with a flying pokémon...

[creamsouda]

But if you're askin' me to take a stab at it, you got a deal!

Heck yeah, I wanna make somethin' that flies!

[tsunbird]

[What an odd person. Ankh tilts his head a little, raising his eyebrows and nodding.]

Consider me your chance, then. I'm a Shifter, and in parallel to the missing arm my wing has also been damaged. In my natural state I can't fly.

[creamsouda]

Well, I'll do my best to fix it!

You come by when you're free and I'll get ya measured up.

[Despite his lack of measurements, he's going to start drawing up designs the moment he gets off the call.]

I'll have you flyin' again if it's the last thing I do!

[tsunbird]

[A grin. He doesn't thank him, because that still isn't his style. But he's glad for Souda's excitement.]

[creamsouda]

Oh-- uh, I'd give me another ring before you come by.

Just, to get my attention.

When you think you'll be ready?

[tsunbird]

[He considers this a moment.]

Give me your location and I could head there now. I stay in the Hikawa Shrine.

[creamsouda]

Business district!

[He gives Ankh a more proper address and notes the surrounding buildings.]

Hikawa shrine, huh? Guess that's not too far.

Anyway, you can't miss it, don't worry.

[tsunbird]

[He considers the location he's given and nods.]

Not far at all. I should be there shortly.

[Aaand if you feel like having a bird in your midst, sure enough, within about fifteen minutes there's a knock on Souda's door.]

[creamsouda]

[Belair, of course, is the first to notice Ankh's presence, and she notifies Kazuichi with a bark, as he's quite buried in his designs at the moment.

He hurries to the door, and--]

Welcome!

[The two speak in unison, Kazuichi with a big grin and Belair with a wagging tail.]

Come on in, man! Garage is... kind of a mess, but it's cool, come on!

i swear to god i'm awful at tagging with this asshole

[tsunbird]

[He's a touch startled by the greeting in stereo, but ducks his head in a nod of greeting and meanders into the garage.]

[Kind of a mess it certainly was, but it was the sort of mess that Ankh could recognize as one created by someone who knew what they were doing. Someone who maybe had a bit of an attention span issue, like he started a project and then started three others before finishing the first, but he wasn't one to judge.]

As long as there's a method to the madness, cleanliness is in the eye of the beholder.