Brothers [Seth]

Andrei Ehrenström
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Brothers [Seth] Jul 6, 2014 21:45:58 GMT -5

Post by Andrei Ehrenström on Jul 6, 2014 21:45:58 GMT -5

Andrei didn't know yet when the kid --Seth-- was supposed to show up; it was taking a little getting used to, remembering that Seth had a name when their only interaction up to this point had been in the woods, fending off wolves and not venturing any further into details than making sure the kids were alright... Well, that and nearly having a heart attack thinking the mangled, amputated leg laying in Seth's lap was real. Which, now that the danger was well passed, the kids had been cared for and Andrei found himself once again with more free time than he particularly knew what to do with, he had gone and found Seth.

The wooden leg Sparrow (the older girl) had retrieved for Seth was essentially unusable; it had splintered from the wolf that had managed to tear it off, leaving the boy totally dependent on a crutch. And to be honest, Andrei found it painful looking at the trouser leg fluttering in the breeze.

So he had determined to build the boy a new one. But of course, he couldn't actually start doing anything without Seth present to take measurements, get opinions on what he needed... He had a sizable chunk of wood and a box of various bits of hardware in front of him on the workbench, waiting to be made into something closer resembling a leg.

Now he just had to wait for Seth to show up.

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Brothers [Seth] Jul 7, 2014 12:44:47 GMT -5

Post by * on Jul 7, 2014 12:44:47 GMT -5

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SETH BROGAN

FOURTEEN

DISTRICT 7

The original "Marr"

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The fangs I remember so well. The teeth from the beast that took my leg off and split the wood, breaking the appendages that held it together. Today, I'm cursed because the prostetic is no more. After yesterdays outting with Sparrow, the damn thing finished breaking beyond repair by the time I got home. The quick fix my father tried I knew would't last.Am I that lucky that I'm suppose to be meeting that guy today? Andrei? At least it held up this long.

He had found me the day after it happened, when I had to fully use the crutch to get around. Even without the appendage, I couldn't be kept at home. Against the wishes of my mother, I found myself out and happened upon the guy.

"So, where is this place..." I ask out loud, leaning heavily on the crutches, one in each hand, as I trek down the path to his house. Only the vague directions are what I can remember. Listening really isn't my skill, but now I wish I'd listened better. "One story house... workshop beside it. Was it beige or brown? Not like it matters..."

Curiously, I take the next dirt road and pass through the pass to come to the house that I think was being described. To my best of abilities, I make my way to the front door, and use the crutch to hit it against the bottom of the door to the house. "Andrei? It's Seth?" I move back, using the crutches to keep myself steady, getting a little curious as to how he's going to even make a new prostetic for me. "Andrei?" I look to the side of the house to the workshop, but no voices arise.

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Brothers [Seth] Jul 7, 2014 17:41:09 GMT -5

Post by Andrei Ehrenström on Jul 7, 2014 17:41:09 GMT -5

Andrei almost didn't hear Seth over the unholy racket the hardware made rattling around in the tin bucket he carried it to his worktable; he'd never made anything quite like this before, so the best he could really do was be prepared for anything. Best he could tell, the previous leg had been a solid piece of wood that was somehow rigged onto what remained of the kid's leg... no wonder it had come off so easily, though it was probably for the best since it distracted the wolf long enough for Sparrow (he finally found out the older girl's name when she wasn't too shaken up to talk) to club the beast over the head with a rock.

He was sorely tempted to tell Seth to keep spending time with her, if they weren't already. That girl was tough.

"Andrei?"

Andrei had gone digging for his measuring tape when he heard Seth's voice; still rummaging for his toolbox (Leif had probably been the one rearranging everything looking for something, that kid would lose his head if it wasn't screwed on so tight...), he waved an arm from behind the worktable.

"Back here. Come on over, I'm getting my gear together."

As per usual, he had his tool belt nearby, but he'd also dug up his toolbox and been up much of the morning sharpening every hatchet, awl, chisel, drawknife and even pencils in their workshop. He only had a vague idea how this thing was going to play out, and he expected it to be more than a one- or two-day project. If he was going to give Seth a literal leg to walk on, he had to take into account not only the fit and durability, but movement and the fact that Seth was going to keep growing a few more years at least.

...not to mention he was still of Reaping age.

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Brothers [Seth] Jul 9, 2014 20:29:25 GMT -5

Post by * on Jul 9, 2014 20:29:25 GMT -5

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SETH BROGAN

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DISTRICT 7

The original "Marr"

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"Andrei?" I look around to the side of the house at the workshop area that would be used. I'm hoping that this guys here at the house, cause what he's doing for me is suppose to be a favor. I'd hate for it to just turn out to be nothing more than a joke at my expence. Still, I have a good feeling that anyone who risks their life to save someone else's won't just go around making offers to help, then standing someone up. With a shake of my head, I throw that idea far out into the line of trees.

"Back here. Come on over, I'm getting my gear together." I hear the voice nearest to the door of the workshop as I get closer. It's then that I realize that no one was in the house at all and my useless knocking... Hitting my crutch against the door, was not needed at all. He wasn't even in there to hear me. So, readjusting my hands once again on the hand crutches, positioning my forearms into the circular part, I make my way over to the place where I hear the racket of the tools finally.

"There you are. Was beating on the door thinking you would be inside." I shrug off the stupidity. My eyes catch on to all the supplies that he's captured and put into one place and a nervous sigh escapes me. "How are you going to do this? I mean, my dad took a month to construct one. He didn't have all this gear though. Are you sure you're going to be able to make something sturdy?"

I'm in no way trying to diss his ability that I know nothing about, but to have someone completely strange to me measuring a part of my missing limb and trying all these things out on is a little nerve racking. If I fall during measurements? What if the peice don't fit? What if he can't do it? I'll be getting my hopes up for nothing...

"Why are you wanting to help me?" I question him. "It's such a heavy task to take on for someone you don't even know..."

I move around the room, using my crutch to hit against the leg of the table twice, checking the stability of it. Just to be a bit nosey, I bring my hand to reach for a chisel. It's completely sharp and ready for use. That's one thing about district seven. We could easily be a good challenge for the games given the fact that we deal with serious and heavy weapons all the time. Even the littlest of things could be deadly. Satisfied with the point of the chisel, I place it back and move back to lean against the wall of the workshed. "What do you need me to do, Andrei?"

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Brothers [Seth] Jul 10, 2014 9:48:35 GMT -5

Post by Andrei Ehrenström on Jul 10, 2014 9:48:35 GMT -5

Seth hobbled his way around from the front of the house; Andrei couldn't help but feel guilty for however long he was knocking on the front door when nobody was home. While he sorted out the last of the hardware he might need, Seth seemed intent on looking around the workshop and at the implements he already had laid out. To be fair, Andrei didn't entirely know himself how he was going to build this kid a new leg, but at the very least he could make something less cumbersome than the solid piece of wood he used to have.

"How are you going to do this? I mean, my dad took a month to construct one. He didn't have all this gear though. Are you sure you're going to be able to make something sturdy?"

"I figure I'll get your measurements, make the basic shape and continue from there." He admitted, "I'll be honest, I've never built a leg before, but I've been doing carpentry since I was 14. I'm used to improvising."

Okay, probably not the most reassuring thing Seth could hear from him, but he didn't actually know what the kid's father did for a living. Carpenters, sculptors, and the occasional parqueter (the Capitol's taste in furniture made them particularly valuable) were considered the 'skilled' workers of District 7, while most everyone else worked in lumber or paper. Contrary to popular belief, not everyone in the district was handy with an axe or an awl. Andrei considered his family fortunate that many of their profession's signature tools could be used as weapons... he had never personally needed those skills for the Hunger Games, but until Leif, Freja and Aniike were too old to be Reaped he intended on getting them to learn whether they continued the family business or not.

He had a block of birch sitting in clamps on the worktable, stripped of its bark and roughly cut into a rounder shape. It honestly hadn't occurred to him what an undertaking this might be until Seth asked why he was bothering to help some kid he barely knew.

"You're almost the same age as my brother." Andrei replied, "And if anything ever happened to him like what happened to you, I'd hope someone would help him too."

Without further explanation, he got out his measuring tape and a sketchbook to start drawing out the plans.

"I just need you to answer some questions and let me take a few measurements."

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Brothers [Seth] Jul 13, 2014 10:49:46 GMT -5

Post by * on Jul 13, 2014 10:49:46 GMT -5

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SETH BROGAN

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I listen to him, trying to formulate in my head how he's going to use his carpentry skills to construct a leg for myself. As for my father, it was rather difficult cause he had to take several measurements and kept going back to fix certain things. Always, one side of the leg wasn't straight or took too much of a nic out of the heel. The bolt wouldn't hold or move the right way. I'm lucky that the person that was constructing my leg was part of my family as much as trial and error had to go about. What about for Andrei? Will I have to come back several times for him to work out the kinks that took my father so long?

I keep my stance as still as I can. Waiting on the answer to why he would want to help someone he barely knew. Someone that he only seen once and saved from the mass of wolves that had wanted to make me part of their kills. What he says though makes me appriciate him even more. Apparently, he has a little brother around my age and hoping for the same treatment if something had happened to his brother. He's about taking care of others instead of himself. He's not selfish in the least. I never thought about it before now, but what if it was my little sister who was in my position? Wouldn't I want someone to help her, too? I give him a solid nod as well as a partial grin.

"Agreed."

I watch him with so much interest as he starts to medle with his gear. His fingers attach to a pencil, allowing it to start making marks on the book in his hand. I raise my eyebrow, arching my gaze toward the book to see what he's doing. Then my gaze goes to the tape measure and I make my way over to Andrei's side. Leaning heavily on the hand crutches, I move to watch the pencil make several more marks.

"What kind of questions?" I ask him and then take my hand to grab the tape measure and hold it in my hands. "Hey, mind if I help you with this project? I mean, I've never done much with this, but I gotta think about another profession, you know? Being a lumberjack really can't happen anymore for me, ya know? Can't climb a tree. Can't run from a falling one. Can barely fight off a freakin wolf without help. Wittling with wood and carving can get boring after a while. Besides, I'm such a burden on my parents anymore. I need to find something to help them out."

I pause a moment and pull the tape out a bit. "What kind of measurement you need?"

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Brothers [Seth] Jul 13, 2014 16:03:17 GMT -5

Post by Andrei Ehrenström on Jul 13, 2014 16:03:17 GMT -5

Andrei didn't look up from the rough sketch he was forming; it was just the basic shape of a leg, with views from the front, side and back. The calf, heel and front of the foot were going to have to be 3 separate pieces in order to accommodate the hardware needed to give his foot, ankle and knee mobility. He knew how he would make them bend, the hard part was figuring out how to make them spring back into place like real joints and tendons.... Springs, perhaps? He'd also have to rig a harness so it would not only stay on, but the part where Seth's leg would fit into the top had to be correctly shaped and comfortable enough to support his weight. It would probably also have to be adjustable since the boy would inevitably get taller...

There were a lot of factors to consider.

He didn't really have a moment to think further about what kind of an undertaking this was going to be before the sound of Seth poking around his workshop brought him out of his thoughts and to his question.

"Your height, for one... How big the fitting point needs to be, what joints I need to make, making sure the pieces accommodate how you distribute your weight when you stand... That kind of thing."

He looked at Seth over his sketchbook.

"I have to ask though... do you still have your knee?" If he did, this project was going to get much less complicated.

Andrei considered for a moment, Seth's request to help build his own leg; even for an experienced carpenter like himself, this was going to be a complicated project that involved a lot of improvisation. But, Seth did have a point; there were considerably fewer job choices available to him with his limited mobility, and he was about the age where he would ideally be entering into an apprenticeship anyway. There wasn't a whole lot he could do on this project, but if it made him pay enough attention to the process to pick something up, maybe he had a chance of being a carpenter. Not necessarily constuction, like the Ehrenström family had been doing for many generations, but less mobility-intensive jobs. Anything was better than working in the paper mills.

"I'll see if I can find something for you to do, but I don't know just yet how much fine carving and whittling will need to be done." He paused, then looked at Seth thoughtfully, "Your dad hasn't been showing you what he does, or it's just not an option?"

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