The wait for help was thankfully not too long, and as his assistant for the day entered his lab Oscar would greet him with only a lukewarm smile. He was usually a lot more sociable, but all of the effort spent so far had made him too bitter to chat. He at the very least responded to his visitor's introduction.

"Oscar Clayton--pleasure and all that." Kaname had approached the machine and asked what Oscar was working on, and Oscar was so tired that he had briefly forgotten. After a long pause he would roughly shake his head and clear his throat. "Ummm--right! Okay, uh so see this thing?" Oscar slapped the larger machine nearby, which nearly blended into the background with how bizarre and mangled it looked. One might even mistake it for a scrap heap.

"This is called the Poke Pod. Well, it's my left over prototype that I use in experiments. The real one is in Sootopolis. This bad boy sucks up Infinity Energy out of pokemon, and that energy can be used to power machines." Oscar walked back over to the poke center machine and leaned over it. "Like this piece of shit here. Extracted Infinity Energy can heal pokemon beyond what is capable of the average pokecenter machine--reverse aging, revitalize damaged organs, that kind of thing. The damn machines can't take it though, they always end up exploding."

Oscar bent down so that he could be eye-level with the machine's inner workings. "I'm trying to adjust this machine so that it can take on the load of Infinity Energy, but it's like trying to solve a puzzle box upside down. Fucking tech is archaic as hell. I'd explode too if my insides looked like this."

Oscar got back up and shrugged, "So yeah that's basically it."

Kaname Fujihara

Oscar tapped his chin, a small smile creeping onto his face. This guy knew his stuff, honestly Oscar was impressed. Oscar tilted his head before answering Kaname's first question. "Yeah I tried resistors, but like you guessed normal steel doe snot react well with Infinity Energy. I mean, if the resistors were big enough it would be fine, but at this small of a size they just melt."

Kaname's following statement ignited Oscar's mind though, his smile growing into a devious grin. "The answer was so obvious, I can't believe I did not think of it until now!" Oscar ran over to a nearby closet, opening it with dramatic flare. The closet hid a fireman pole, which Oscar would quickly latch onto.

"Quickly Kaname, to my secret lab! Away!"

Oscar slid down the pole about ten feet before landing on a storage space he had claimed under his workshop. Oscar had transformed the space into a truly bizarre laboratory, filled with pylons, electrified chemicals, and countless displayed corpses of steel pokemon. Oscar would run over to a displayed magnetite, its shell hollowed out. He raised it upward and brought it to what seemed to be a forge, the aforementioned electrified chemicals pooling beneath it becoming a technicolor mass.

Oscar placed the magnemite shell into a compartment that hung over the colorful liquid. The compartment was super heated, so the metal shell quickly began to melt. Only now would Oscar begin explaining his idea, that is if Kaname had followed instructions and was currently present.

"I've done extensive experimentation with the bodies of steel pokemon. If you melt them down, you can compact them into ores that display different properties depending on the species. For example, ores made from Magnemite shells are exceptional electricity conductors. It is likely that resistors made from their melted down flesh will be able to properly conduct Infinity Energy--just as you theorized!"

Kaname Fujihara

Oscar nodded confidently, overjoyed by Kaname's investment. "I think you're on the right track, but the resistors are gonna be so small that I think we will be fine with just magnemites. However, you have reminded me of something very important." Oscar rubbed his chin, staring intently at the liquefied steel type. "I don't have any molds to make resistors with."

Oscar paused for a long time, looking as though he had short circuited or ceased functioning. He abruptly clapped his hands together, "Fuck it! I'll wing it. How hard can it be?" Oscar ran over to a nearby workbench and grabbed a slab of graphite. Using an etching tool, he began to freehand some resistor shaped molds. Small little compartments that can hopefully make enough to at least finish the pokemon center machine.

They were not perfect, in fact one might say that they were a little shabby. But Oscar just shrugged and gave Kaname a smile, "I think it's gonna give them a lot of character!" Oscar ran back to the forge and grabbed a pair of giant tongs. He carefully removed the bowl, now filled with orange molten metal, and turned toward Kaname.

"Okay steady the molds and don't flinch."

Kaname Fujihara