Work, play, and a few bolts [Open]

"Well that depends on the temperature", he moved two pieces of excess metal to the clearing. "Ok, have your fire pokemon weld those to together, I need to make sure when he welds it won't compromise the metal. Sometimes too much heat can ruin things. " Victor laughed. By this time Atlas was still confused by Alloy's entrance into his mind. It was like all at once Atlas was contemplating the universe or nothing at all. "Don't mind Atlas, who knew that a several thousand year old pokemon could be so child like. Must have been the damage to him when I found him. Interesting story, though it is part of the reason I am on this continent."

Victor's face was shocked he miss identified the gender of the pokemon. "My sincerest apologies I mean't no offense. Sorry the heat has apparently drained me of my senses. It is very nice to meat you, he gave a slight bow to the pokemon. " Victor's mind quickly shifted focus. "I need to measure the temperature of the flame she can produce. Too hot and it could compromise the metal. "Victor quickly reached into his bag for a small plank, with a reader hookup up by a oddly charred wire. "Here everyone get back except for sparky. Alloy if you could measure Sparky's physical process of making the heat so we can generate exactly the right amount. When the time comes. Is everyone ready?"

"Can you do a concentrated blast of about 3100 degrees Celsius, Sparky?" Victor took a step back. "I just want to make sure, here Sparky do a concentrated blast at near the center of the plank. " Victor put his light filter on his glasses. He pulled out a note book and began taking notes on Sparky. He was very interested in how pokemon produced there abilities, and was fond of observing them close up. It was a small side hobby to keep him busy. Victor never stayed in one place for too long, but was starting to develop quite a documentation on pokemon's abilities.

Victor double checked the reading of his device. "Wow, I must say what a fantastic display of energy control. To be quite honest one of the best I've ever seen." Victor jotted down extensive notes in his journal, taking into account every motion, breathe, and even the ambiance of the situation. He timed,dated, and signed the page, then placed the journal promptly back into his pack. "Well I think I've seen enough. Thank you Sparky for your wonderful display...." Victor wiped the sweat from his brow and continued to speak. "Shall we get to work then?"