Allllrighty-then!! 8D And thanks!! *hurries to work on other threads*
"What's a mechanic?" Well, how to explain it..... The female thought about how to explain it without making it sound crazy or too weird, and, instead of speaking, she decided it would be better to show it. <"Excuse me, sir..." The woman spoke softly and, with a quick swipe, she took the toy from the ground and took off the metal key from its back. In the small hole that appeared, she inserted a certain, confident index claw into it and unlocked the shell open, exposing the gears, springs, and other metal objects inside it and lowered it down to show for the Secui. They weren't working right now - not without the key -, but with the same claw she opened it up, she twisted a small gear around, which triggered all the rest to move accordingly, as if they were all marvelous synchorized dancers, each moving along with the rest in a perfect match. "This is a mechanism, first invented by humans but revived by me pack, mostly. A mechanic works on them, creating, mounting and improving them and making sure they work properly. And that's what Ah do." She explained simply, knowing he would understand this way.
Next thing he said shot her self-steem sky-high. Another blacksmith?! Most thrilling, she dared say. If not the least, of course. Well, surely they ought to work differently, seeing the steampunk only had experience working it quite smaller metal pieces, such as the gears and other mechanics she used on her work. Most of the other blacksmiths tended to work with big things, like weapons, horseshoes and the like. Her skills required much less strenght and experince, but a firm hand and a good variety of molds. After all, making uniform dents for each and every gear would take more patience than the British could ever summon, and even if she did, it would take ages to get one single gear done! Only the thought of all that work scared the life out of her.
""Edinburgh, ye say...?" The female though, scratching under her chin lightly in thought, then a lamp lit on the top of her head, along with a smile on her face. "Aye, yes! Ah know it, it's located on the same island London is, though Ah've never been there meself." The woman spoke with a small skip on her tone and, unluckily, on her feet. They started to tap ever so lightly in a weird, not very well-paced rythim. Quickly enough, she halted them midstream, before they could go any further into it. As if it wasn't enough, working and behaving as a human, a crazy-feeted wolf?! Yes, it might be a pack of misfits, but she might end up going over the edge with that much...
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