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Nuts and Bolts  PV Lamik F. & Maya G. 

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Continuation from: Something to Consider

-Note that this takes place in the Muggle Studies classroom-


After walking a considerable amount of distance, Saskia's arms were dangerously close to dropping in front of her. She forgot how heavy this typewriter was until she managed to carry it all the way from the library towards the stairs. It was bad enough that she had to climb up the stairs while making sure not to drop the typewriter, but she also had to be careful not to fall down in case the stairs moved again. Still, if she could carry it from the Hufflepuff dorms all the way down to the library without anyone finding it suspicious, then she could probably handle it. She was just grateful the Muggle Studies classroom was just one floor up from where the library was- she didn't want to have to deal with carrying something so heavy for several more stairs. That would have definitely been a nightmare.

When she did reach the stairs, Saskia had to take rather slow steps to climb up. It was annoying- she was accustomed to her usual fast speed when it came to walking, and while she was tempted to go faster, she had to remind herself the risks of doing so. Plus, she didn't want to explain to her father how she stole his typewriter and broke it afterwards. She imagined he would have been disappointed with her, although how disappointed he'd be would depend on whether he valued the typewriter or not. It was safe to assume that he did, considering how expensive the typewriter must have been.

In spite of her walking at a snail's pace, Lamik somehow managed to match her speed. It was strange. She knew that if the roles were reversed, she might have walked ahead instead. It wasn't that she'd want to leave him behind, but it was second nature for her to walk fast. She may have afforded to slow down somewhat if she was walking with someone with a slightly slower pace than her, but she'd get impatient if they were seriously slowing her down. And yet, here he was, walking beside her and talking along the way. They didn't talk about anything significant- they only asked some questions to each other to pass the time, and for the most part, it was simply small talk. Still, it did help fill in the silence and get rid of any awkwardness between them.

It took a while, but Saskia managed to reach the first floor with the typewriter miraculously still in one piece. There were a few moments when the stairs slightly moved to the side, but she was quick enough to react to those sudden movements. Other than that, the rest of the stairs were easy enough to climb. But most importantly, nothing happened to the typewriter.

Steadying herself, the girl walked onwards, peering over the doors in the hallway to see where the classroom was. Surely enough, she managed to find the door that led to the Muggle Studies class. Glancing around her, she didn't notice anyone looking at her weirdly, which was great, considering how odd she must have looked carrying some kind of huge box-looking thing.

Once she finally reached the door, she immediately realized she couldn't enter the room at all- she was still holding the typewriter, and it wouldn't have been a very smart idea for her to try to balance it on one hand. Turning to Lamik, she tilted her head to gesture towards the door. "Go ahead."

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@Lamik Fillestar @Maya Galim

Edit: Added some things to match the post below.
Last edited by Arc Perscivious on 18th October 2019, 5:42 am, edited 2 times in total.

Stam: 9 | Eva: 6 | Str: 7 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 6 | Acc: 5

Abilities: Fearless

Nuts and Bolts  PV Lamik F. & Maya G. 

After walking a considerable distance, Lamiks arms were not dangerously close to dropping in front of him. In fact, they were by his side the entire time. Though he had known that the typewriter was probably heavy and would have carried it for a bit had Saskia asked, the thought of being the one to ask barely even crossed Lamiks mind. After all, he had already asked whether she needed help back at the library, and she said no. Who was he to judge whether or not he should pester her about it?

As they reached the stairs Lamik had noticed that Saskias steps were considerably slower than average, probably due to the fear of damaging the typewriter. Obviously, he did slow down to match her pace, and as they chatted he couldn't help but wonder how many pieces the machine would break into were it to drop off of the stairs and onto the ground far below.

When the two kids had reached the top of the stairs Lamik quickly realized that other then the floor it was on he had no idea where in the world the muggle studies classroom actually was. Apparently, Saskia didn't know either, evident by the fact that the two started checking each and every door to make sure it wasn't the one that they were searching for. When they finally did find the door marked as the entrance to the Muggle Studies classroom, Lamik stood around for a few seconds, waiting for his new friend (who was standing in front of him) to open it. Suddenly though the boy realized that to operate a handle one usually needs a free hand. "Oh. Right." He laughed as he stepped around Saskia and opened up the door.

I went under the assumption that the two hadn't split up since the first post, which is why they were together here and chatting.

Wisdom: 10 - Arcane Power: 10 - Accuracy: 8 - Stamina: 6 - Strength: 3 - Evasion: 3

Binding Mark - Blind Vision

Nuts and Bolts  PV Lamik F. & Maya G. 

The Muggle Studies Classroom was filled with color. On one side of the classroom, there were multiple types of flags that represented different countries from all over the world. At the front, there was a large desk that was accompanied by many small individual ones, and behind that large desk was a chalk board. On another side of the classroom, perpendicular to the flags, there was a couch where students can relax and study.

This was Maya's classroom. She could not wait until it all starts the following academic year. Although she would be spending most of her days in the classroom, she could not help herself but to relax in the classroom.

The elongated classroom windows invited warm sun rays that brightened up the room. It was a perfect day and time, Maya thought, to read one of her favorite books. It was a book written by Daniel Silva, a famous author among her cultural community about an Israeli spy who saves the world. Although fictitious, it had quite a bit of muggle symbolism that she enjoyed and can often relate to.

As the book was getting good, in Maya's opinion, she heard the door open from the left of her. She looked over and saw two students walking in, carrying something that seemed to be heavy. Doing nothing, she studied the object that they were carefully bringing into the classroom. Maya could be wrong, but it looked like a typewriter; an old artifact from the late 19th century and early 20th century that was used to type in print.

"Now what are two First Year's doing with a typewriter, I wonder," she casually said, slowly closing her Daniel Silva book with a bookmark to ensure her place was saved. She placed the book down on the couch and gracefully got up to meet with the two students, her red cloak over her head, and cascading on the floor. She had never seen them before, but with their soft and young features, she can guess they were at least twelve which would make them first years.

Nuts and Bolts  PV Lamik F. & Maya G. 

Seeing as she had never been in the Muggle Studies classroom before, Saskia had no idea what to expect when she first entered the room. Her first irrational assumption was that the room would be filled with all sorts of technology, or whatever Muggles used on a daily basis. Although it was a far fetched idea, considering how magic usually interfered with technology anyhow. She didn't think students would have to rely heavily on magic in that kind of class, which meant that using technology might have been safe, but it would have still been odd to see so much technology all in one place, which lead her to her other more normal theory that it would be another regular classroom. How could it not be? It wasn't like the other classes were particularly distinguishable either, with some exceptions of the classes that needed specific tools, like Potions and Herbology.

But as she walked in the room, she was quite surprised to see how lively the classroom was. Light poured out of the window, giving the room some vibrancy, and flags of different colours and patterns were decorated on one side of the room. She could only recognize a handful of them, though she was stumped on a lot of the other ones. On the other side of the flags, there was also a couch, probably for students to freely study or take a break. The room itself was pleasant to look at, though it would be a while until she could take this class in particular, if she even wanted to in the first place.

Other than the flags, she noticed who she assumed would be the professor of this class. She had only seen her on a few occasions, perhaps in the Great Hall or somewhere else, but it wasn't too difficult to remember the long red cloak that she always saw the professor wear.

"Now what are two First Year's doing with a typewriter, I wonder," she had said while she placed the book she was previously reading on the couch and walked up to the two.

Good question. It was something that Saskia had been wondering to herself while she was too busy angrily jamming the buttons on the typewriter. Well, not too angrily. She didn't want to break it, and while a simple Reparo would have easily fixed it, she would have still felt bad for accidentally destroying it in the first place. But now that someone had discovered her and convinced her to go fix the typewriter, there really wasn't any going back with this. Then again, it might have been useful to know how to use a typewriter, and she did meet a possible new friend along the way, so perhaps there was some kind of benefit somewhere.

Taking a deep breath, she lifted the bag in her arms, trying not to fall from the exhaustion of having to carry it for however long she had to carry it for. She would probably be better off setting it by a table somewhere, but she figured she would have to talk first.

"Hello, professor. We were wondering if you could help with..." She paused, adjusting the bag once more. "...Assembling this typewriter," she finished, looking up at the professor with a strained smile.
Last edited by Saskia Nicholson on 3rd July 2019, 2:25 am, edited 1 time in total.

Stam: 9 | Eva: 6 | Str: 7 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 6 | Acc: 5

Abilities: Fearless

Nuts and Bolts  PV Lamik F. & Maya G. 

Lamik entered the room after Saskia, quickly scanning the appearance of the classroom. Though he didn't say it out loud, the boy was secretly overjoyed when he thought up the idea of coming to visit the muggle studies professor. Almost an entire year surrounded by strange and wonderful magic left a bit of an emptiness in his stomach from the lack of familiarity, and Lamik secretly hoped that the classroom would be full of things that he would know more about. Maybe there would be a phone? A projector? Maybe even a T.V? Of course, Lamik knew that electronic devices usually didn't work in Hogwarts, but he had always assumed that there must be some sort of way to counteract that.

Though he was a bit disappointed when he first saw that his hopes were wrong, Lamik quickly cheered up as soon as he remembered that he was helping out a friend. In exchange, Saskia had promised that she would help him out whenever he needed guidance about the magical world, so it seemed like a relatively fair trade.

"Now what are two First Year's doing with a typewriter, I wonder," he heard the woman who he had assumed was the professor say. Saskia responded before him though, and Lamik quickly added on information that he would only later realize was truly and utterly useless. "I have no idea how she got her hands on it if I'm being honest."

Wisdom: 10 - Arcane Power: 10 - Accuracy: 8 - Stamina: 6 - Strength: 3 - Evasion: 3

Binding Mark - Blind Vision

Nuts and Bolts  PV Lamik F. & Maya G. 

Maya thought it humorous that they believed she was able to fix technology. There were many assumptions that are made being the Muggle Studies professor. Students have gone up to her thinking she knew how to install plumbing, fix appliances and even cook without magic. Boy, were they all wrong. Maya was not a handywoman, she was a cultural explorer who enjoyed learning the different ethnicity's around the world.

"Here I was reading a great book and I get interrupted to assemble a typewriter," she said sarcastically, laughing quietly to herself. The typewriter was definitely an antique and on top of it all, it looked pretty worn out. How was she going to fix something like this? Of course, she did not want to be useless in helping them, but she also had no idea where to start.

It then dawned on Maya. This could be a learning moment for them both. They have a vintage artifact, and they can work together to put it together. Maya knew just the way to help them. She went to the north-west corner of her room, opened a cabinet and took out a slightly heavy box. With two hands, she walked the box over to the two students and placed it on top of a classroom desk adjacent from the typewriter.

"Let this be an opportunity for you to learn how Muggles handle broken objects. They don't have magic to fix their problems. Just whatever is in this box," she taught. Maya opened the box and inside was an organized tool set that included a hammer, wrench, mini drill, screwdriver and more. It also contained many accessories such as nuts, bolts, nails, wood glue, gorilla glue and more.

"What do you think the first step should be when fixing a muggle object?" she asked them, helping them out with the first couple steps of repair.

Nuts and Bolts  PV Lamik F. & Maya G. 

"Here I was reading a great book and I get interrupted to assemble a typewriter," the professor had said in a mocking tone while laughing to herself.

Saskia blinked at the professor's response, though she didn't pull her gaze away from the professor. The remark wasn't enough to intimidate her, but she didn't want to make it seem like she was shying away from the professor either. Not only would that have made her look pathetic, but it would have been embarrassing to let herself be affected by such a comment. It was true that the two of them were intruding upon the professor, but this woman was their best bet at getting the typewriter to work. Or at least she was the first person that came to mind. There could have been other people who might have been better help, but how were they supposed to know who else to turn to? She didn't think most of the other professors would be helpful, and she didn't know anyone else who was particularly proficient in technology.

Before she could say anything further, however, the professor walked towards one of the corners of the room where a cabinet stood. Saskia watched as the professor took out a large box from the cabinet, although it quickly occurred to her that she was still holding the typewriter in her arms. Not wanting to deal with having to hold it for another minute, Saskia placed the typewriter on one of the desks, almost sighing of relief as she did so.

Eventually, the professor came back to place the box on the desk beside the desk where the typewriter sat. Looking closer in the box, Saskia found various objects that she presumed were things that Muggles used. They all had different shapes and sizes- although a lot of them were made of metal. Upon barely recognizing some of the objects in the box, Saskia realized that the professor had brought out a toolbox. It wasn't often that she'd seen a toolbox like that before, and she wasn't entirely sure how to use these tools to begin with. Oh well. This may as well be a good learning experience.

"What do you think the first step should be when fixing a muggle object?"

What was the first thing someone would do to fix something like this? Of course, the first thought that came to the girl's mind was the Mending Charm. It was the obvious solution when it came to repairing things, after all. But that probably wasn't the answer the professor was looking for. She had to actually put herself in the shoes of Muggles.

"I guess you'd have to figure out what the issue is with the object. It would make sense since we can't fix something if we don't know what we're dealing with," she responded, scrutinizing the typewriter with a frown.

Stam: 9 | Eva: 6 | Str: 7 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 6 | Acc: 5

Abilities: Fearless

Nuts and Bolts  PV Lamik F. & Maya G. 

Unlike Saskia, Lamik couldn't really pick up any form of mocking (lighthearted or otherwise) in the Professors voice. Really, this was because the boy was a bit to focused on the idea of fixing the typewriter- he wanted to get it working again so that he could prove to Saskia that he did, in fact, somewhat know something about anything. Though he really didn't know how to get a banged up typewriter working, the boy did, to a certain extent, know how the machines worked and how to take care of them, and he had to assume that that knowledge would help out in some way.

When the Professor brought the toolbox over, Lamik instantly went for one of the screwdrivers. "Wouldn't we want to start by taking all the panels off? That way we can see the inside- what needs cleaning, or replacing, or cleaning and replacing..." That seemed like the obvious first step. Lamik reasoned that it would be impossible to do any fixing if you couldn't get to the things you needed to fix, and you definitely couldn't get to the things that you needed to fix if there were several thick metal plates in the way.

Wisdom: 10 - Arcane Power: 10 - Accuracy: 8 - Stamina: 6 - Strength: 3 - Evasion: 3

Binding Mark - Blind Vision

Nuts and Bolts  PV Lamik F. & Maya G. 

A small smile was formed on Maya's thick lips. The Hufflepuff had gotten it right. Although Maya never liked to admit it, but she was proud of the house for paving their way through all stereotypes. It was truly a change in comparison to when she was in Hogwarts during her younger years as a Hufflepuff. But still to this day, she will never admit her relationship with Hufflepuff house.

"Well done, Miss Nicholson," she said, nodding her head ever so slightly in approval of the girl's answer. Maya looked towards the Gryffindor and shrugged. "If you take it all apart, you'll never know what needed to be fixed," she said.

Reopening her book, she slowly walked back to her couch giving them time to process their first steps of figuring out what needed to actually be fixed. She could help them, but she felt as two second year students, that they needed to work on their problem solving skills anyways. There will be a time when they will be in a predicament such as this and not even magic will help them.

"Play around with it to figure it out," she said, finally making her way in front of the couch. Maya sat down and began reading where she left off. While her eyes were focused on each word of her book, her ears were open to listen in on their conversation.

Nuts and Bolts  PV Lamik F. & Maya G. 

And now they were on their own. This professor really didn't believe in hand holding, did she? She just expected the two of them to fix this complicated machine without any further instruction, whatsoever. This should be fine. Two first year students, one of them having limited knowledge on technology, fixing a typewriter by themselves. Either this professor had a lot of trust in them or she simply didn't care what they did. Maybe it was both. The professor didn't seem to be thrilled at the idea of her free time being interrupted by two kids trying to fix a typewriter, of all things.

On the bright side, she knew what she should be doing first. It was a well-educated guess on her part, but according to the professor, her guess was correct. If her intuition didn't fail her later, she could possibly get this done without complicating things further and messing everything up. She didn't want to have to resort to using the repairing charm, which would have probably made this entire exercise pointless, but she also didn't want to permanently damage something that wasn't exactly hers to begin with. But she couldn't think negative thoughts. If they were careful and smart enough about this, they would be able to fix this typewriter in no time. The professor had enough faith in them to do it on their own, even if it wasn't very apparent.

Without any further delay, Saskia studied the machine in front of her. It seemed like a normal typewriter. Well, at least she expected it to be a normal looking one. She hadn't seen any other examples to compare it with, but it appeared simple enough. In theory, it should have been easy to use. There were button-like things with letters on each of them, and she guessed that they were meant for printing on paper, or at least that was Lamik had claimed. She had to cringe at how she missed that detail, despite it being so straightforward. Although fixing this thing was probably going to be a more difficult task.

There was one problem. It didn't matter how many times she examined the typewriter because even if she did, she just wouldn't know what was wrong with it. Of course she wouldn't have known. She was looking at the exterior when there was probably something wrong inside that made the typewriter unable to work. It only made sense, considering how there wasn't something on the outside that made itself a problem with the typewriter.

"There's no way of knowing what's really wrong with the typewriter unless we look inside," she concluded. "I agree that we should try to lift the panels off. We're not supposed to take it all apart, but taking some of the panels off is the only way we'll know what needs to be fixed. We just have to be careful and make sure we don't damage the typewriter."

As much as she didn't want to admit it, Lamik's initial idea of taking the metal plates off was the one that made the most sense out of any other ideas. The professor seemed to object the idea, but it was probably a misinterpretation on her part. Of course they weren't trying to separate each part of the typewriter. That would just make it much harder to assemble the pieces back together, and it was a lot easier to just fix whatever problem there was than go through all the trouble of recreating the typewriter.

Stam: 9 | Eva: 6 | Str: 7 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 6 | Acc: 5

Abilities: Fearless