9184/Mechanical Woes, with Rocket Red and Nuklon

Mechanical Woes, with Rocket Red and Nuklon
Date of Scene:	20 December 2021
Location:	Manhattan
Synopsis:	Albert manages to fix Dmitri's car when he finds the man stranded on the highway.
Cast of Characters:	Dmitri Pushkin, Albert Rothstein

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Dmitri Pushkin has posed:
It's a cold day in NYC, the winds rushing through the air. Just warm enough to potentially leave the windows down but cold enough that most of those walking the streets have their jackets pulled up around their necks.

The streets are packed with rush hour traffic blocked up for miles in every direction. Honking and screeching echoes out from various cars cluttering the highway.

Off on the shoulder of the road rests a lone black car with pitch black smoke rising out of the engine. It is a GAZ-24-24 from the days of the soviet union, and the driver is a man who is currently waving smoke out of his eyes as he tries to look under the hood. Dressed in a simple brown and black Berwick suit, his expression is one of moderate distress as people wizz past him on the shoulder of the road attempting to fix the vehicle in question.

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein happens to be heading along the same way. Albert is a decent fellow, and does not have to worry so much about people trying to trick him of what not. The 1970 Cougar will pull off the side of the road when he can. He rolls up a bit towards the car, and parks it. The large man climbs out of the car, and calls out "You need some help?"

Dmitri Pushkin has posed:
Dmitri is not a particularly short man either as he steps out from the front of his 1969 GAZ-24-24. He speaks in a very thick Russian accent as he looks over towards the much younger man. "Da, any help is appreciated comrade." He pauses for a moment letting out a low sigh towards the state of his classic car. "I was just on way to Embassy when whole car is how you say vomiting black smoke."

He looks back towards the tall man adding. "If I had my suit this would not be big issue comrade but life has funny way of throwing baseballs."

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein 's brow raises a bit at t he comment of if he had his suit, but says "Let me have a look at it." He will walk over offering his hand and a firm shake "Albert." He offers in introduction and says "Well this maybe your lucky day, as I am a mechanic, aint seen one of these in a while."

Dmitri Pushkin has posed:
"Dmitri Pushkin, Ambassador to Russian Federation" He extends his own hand the rest of the way giving a firm handshake. The mans hair is mostly white with age but he's still very much in shape, better shape than most men half of his age really. "She is loyal car from the old days, but it seems I did not take as good a care of her as I should have."

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein nods a bit and says "Well hopefully it aint to bad, but we will see "Where you headed if I may ask?" He does in fact ask. He moves to look under the hood, and hmms here and there poking things.

Dmitri Pushkin has posed:
"I was on way to embassy, I was just getting back from trip to offices in Czech republic" He follows over to the front of the car still billowing black smoke, and attempts to blow it out of the way with his hand looking over the front of the car with a low sigh. "I was looking forward to spending time with my lovely wife, but this is quite the situation."

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein hmms and will say "Let me get my tools, I don't think it is to bad, give me a bit of time, and I think I can get you on you on your way soon.

Dmitri Pushkin has posed:
"Blagadaryu Comrade, you will not be forgotten for this kindness." He steps to the side of the vehicle making sure that he's out of the way of the traffic and the kindly figure stepping in to assist him with his current car problem. A bright smile of white teeth fills his face though he appears to be missing one of his two front teeth leaving a noticeable gap in the bearded mans smile.

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein will walk over to the trunk of his car pulling out a large toolbox that he carries with ease. He brings it over to sit down on the ground beside the car opening it up, and in just a bit, he had loosened the fuel line checking it our and the injecter both.

Dmitri Pushkin has posed:
"I must admit I am still getting used to how things are handled here in America, back in the motherland there was much more a sense of community." Dmitri offers with a low chuckle looking over as the wonderful Albert gets to work.

This particular GAZ is a strange configuration, with a lot of aftermarket work having gone into it in order to keep the car on the cutting edge of technology. Computers assistant systems have been added into place in order to improve the vehicles fuel efficiency and handling with very little regard for what looks good and every regard for shoving as much as can fit anywhere that it can fit. Though a bit of digging through the fuel line is found and checked over, but there's nothing 'standard' about this car.

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein will monkey with it abit even pulling the fuel filter out and giving it a burst of air to clear it out before putting it back in. "There are still some places that are decent community, but yea to many folks care only about themselves. "Seems you have had quite a bit of work done on your baby here over the years."

Dmitri Pushkin has posed:
"Da Comrade, I have a bad habit of hunting down flaws and improving systems," Dmitri lets out a deep boisterous laugh from the bottom of his stomach, like a Russian Santa Claus in a brown business suit. "As I said if I had my suit with me this would not be being major problem for me, it allows me to uh how do you say it." He speaks a few sentences in Russian before saying "Uhhh" He moves his hands in the air at the car and makes a few more motions. "Tinker with my mind."

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein hmms and says "Interesting, well give her a try, I think I got the clog out and should give ya some time, may want to give it a full overhaul soon. He stands back and waits letting the other man try the car.

Dmitri Pushkin has posed:
Dmitri makes his way over to the drivers side of the car and hops in. He inserts the complex looking keyfob in his hand into the engine and after a few grinding sounds the engine roars to life with a thunderous cry like a lion. It echoes out across the road with a high level of intensity to it. From behind the drivers seat Dmitri offers a thumbs up.

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein smiles and will make sure everything is secure and then closes the hood "Yea that should do, for ya." He offers with a nod and starts putting his tools away and wiping his hands off on the but of his jeans. "Should be able to get where you are going."

Dmitri Pushkin has posed:
"Blagadaryu Comrade, I will not forget this moment." Dmitri lets out a low chuckle under his breath as he finally gets to get back on the road. He kicks the car into drive and pulls back off into traffic managing to get all of five feet before being locked up in glorious gridlock as one might expect from this time of day.