Wings beating up the sands Hiroshi comes to land in front of the entrance to the human vehicle and drops to all fours to enter. His new bulk is taking some getting used to as his orange scaled sides scrape the edges of the metal doorway.
"Hideki, King Regale?
" He asks curiously as he steps inside and can't hold back a yawn.
He cranes his neck to look at what Hideki is trying to do with the grey sheet metal still studded with rivets. It takes a while for him to adjust his thinking to Hideki's mindset to realize what he is trying to do.
"Hold still now.
Hiroshi tilts his head back and bends the sheets of metal into place with his clawed forearms. The flammable oil he can muster to flame has become larger with his evolution and he can focus a fine flame easily. His jaws glow for a moment as he spits a fine lance of flame across the sheet metal. Its edges glow cheery red as it starts to melt and the Fire Type slams them together, the hot metal edges melting together to form a single whole around the Samurott's prosthetic arm, protecting it from harm.
It has been a busy day and although he would love to spend the night getting used to his new strength his slit pupil eyes hardly grant him night vision and the battle with the Flygon, a powerful enough opponent to spark his evolution, has left him exhausted.
The Charizard yawns widely once again and tries to find a comfortable place to rest. Larger than usual for his species the table and chairs are irritatingly taking up too much room for him to curl up in comfort.
The Charizard wriggles his rump, his long sweeping tail curling up around him as the Fire Type happily finds himself a comfortable corner out of the cold wind and smirks as he rolls on his back, crosses his arms and folds in his wings.
"My king, it is late. There will be time for more conquest in the morning. For now I'm going to sleep.
Blowing out a tiny ring of smoke Hiroshi blinks his orange eyes and settles down for the night.
Hideki winces as he feels Hiroshi's strong warm hands maneuvered the plates of metal into the suitable position across his still functioning prosthetic. He doesn't look away as the hot flame scorches the air in front of him but can't help but wince at the feeling of the metal heating up against his skin.
The two plates of metal grind against each other as he flexes his metallic limb, the hot plate metal grating irritatingly as the heat makes it expand. A few of the navy blue hairs on his upper fore arm are scorched by the heat of the metal plates as he rotates his shoulder. His still black painted claws protrude at the ends of the grey metal plates.
[i] He signs, moving his newly re-armored limb.
The armored Samurott blinks and, as his God of Fire rolls over to make his comfortable place to rest for the night, wanders over towards the large Charizard and without bother to sign permission curls up against the Fire Type's cream colored belly, Hiroshi's internal flame making organs leaving his body warm enough for the blue furred Water Type to consider it a perfect resting spot.
The Samuwott rests his furry head across Hiroshi's crossed arms and closes his eyes.
After a while his light blue furred chest starts to rise and fall as, sheltered by the warmth of his God of Flames and Stone, he falls asleep with no fear of the strange place he has found himself in.
With a faint smile playing across his furred face Hideki nuzzles up close to his God of Fire and Rock.
In response the Charizard tilts one green membrane wing over the sleeping Samurott to curl around them.
For so many months the two had been together and such behavior had swiftly become habit, as much for the feeling of not being alone as safety.
((OOC: I promised myself I'd get them done on the same day XD and oooh another page~))