Promises Made and Kept

[Marcus Evan]

The garage door is left open to allow as much airflow as possible into the workspace. Marcus doesn't usually mind the heat, but he's going to have guests today, so he even goes so far as to run a fan to keep the garage from getting too stuffy. The unusual manuscript rests on his drafting table with his painstakingly detailed reproductions right next to it, just as he had promised. The elemental sits on a work bench nearby, bent over a hammer and small chisel. Apparently, precision if far more important than brute force in this particular instance. As he taps away, he glances at the open door from time to time, and wonders when Ava Campbell and Malcolm Green would arrive.

[Malcolm Green]

A mountainous shadow graces the opening at the front of the garage. Green stands there, slab of beer under one arm. There is a pause before he enters the garage - less for a effect and more to allow the giant to work out how best to squeeze through the space. A big elemental is... big. He approaches the pair with his customary tread, wisps of smoke drifting off of his cool mantle; otherwise the Earthbones does not seem overly effected by the heat.

"Nice place..." Green rumbles appreciatively. "Oh. Here... Beer. Yeah..."

[Marcus Evan]

When he sees Ava and Green walk in, Marcus sets his tools down and stands up.

"Alright? Glad you made it. Ah, cheers!"

With a wide smile, the elemental walks over to them both and relieves them of their gifts of beer. When he places the generous contributions in the mini-fridge under one of the work tables, he pulls three cold ones out and opens them before handing a bottle to Ava and Green. Clinking his own bottle into theirs, Marcus raises an eyebrow and smirks as he offers a toast.

"Lift 'em high and drain 'em dry."

[Malcolm Green]

"Hey Ava," Green greets the Lady Scrivener simply.

"Heh! Now thats the spirit!" Green returns Marcus' toast. He down the cool liquid like a seasoned drinker and finished by staring down at the near empty bottle nostalgically.

"How did you find the work?" At length, the dreamy smile melted away.

[Marcus Evan]

Marcus glances at his workbench before answering Ava's question.

"Oh, that? Just a little... experiment I'm working on. I'll tell you more about it later. I think you might be very interested, but first I'd like to settle our agreement."

The metalflesh smiles at his fellow elemental's enthusiasm.

"It was... very interesting. To tell you the truth, once I got started I had a hard time concentrating on anything else. But, here... have a look for yourselves."

Leading them over to the drafting table, Marcus shows them his duplicates of the illustrations from the strange manuscript. The tome itself sits silently next to the copied pages, silently witnessing the whole exchange as it patiently waits to be reunited with its proper custodian.

[Malcolm Green]

Green followed slowly. His eyes were everywhere but the illustrations, now that he has had more time to look over Marcus cave of wonders workshop.

"Nice shop," he commented as he struggled to draw his eyes back to his book. "Yeah. They are sure something," he added eventually.

[Marcus Evan]

Marcus grins at his fellow elemental.

"Thanks. I'm glad you approve."

Turning to the beast, he extends his hand as his grin widens into a smile.

"Yes. A promise is a promise. I hope you are satisfied with the end result."

The rush of glamour momentarily overwhelms the metalflesh's senses as he feels the damp, and slightly unsettling emotions temporarily suffuse his being. However, regardless of his own personal preferences, Marcus is satisfied with the tithe of glamour and releases Ava's hand after the feeling settles.