Scenario:Yngwie - Full Metal Man VI: Voltage

Full Metal Man VI: Voltage

Yngwie visits the Valtz Health Center and finds Eugen being massaged by a massage therapist. After playing a prank on Eugen, Yngwie is surprised to recognize the therapist as a mechanic that once served his crew, the Debonair Daredevils. The therapist is just as surprised to see his previous captain, and is initially at a loss for words.

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In Valtz there is a highly-rated health center, complete with its own bathhouse.

Yngwie decides to pay it a visit, as part of his time off.

Yngwie: Huh...

Yngwie: Been a while since I've stopped by, but everything still looks to be top-notch.

Yngwie: Hm? That's a familiar-looking figure over there.

Eugen: Aaaghh!

Massage Therapist: Oho? Seems like your liver's not in the best of shape.

Eugen: My liver? How'd you figure that out just from touching the back of my leg?

Massage Therapist: When there's a problem in one area, there's pain in another. Everything's linked. I'm moving on to your other leg now.

Eugen: Gaaah!

Massage Therapist: Yep, same deal on this side too.

Eugen: Y-you sure you're not pressing down at all?

Massage Therapist: I promise I've only been lightly poking with my fingers.

Massage Therapist: Let's have you lie facedown again, and I'll gradually increase the pressure.

Eugen: Sigh... Go easy on me, will ya?

Massage Therapist: You're in good hands. Now just relax—

Yngwie: ...

Eugen: Yeaaarrrgh!

Eugen: Guh... Augh...

Massage Therapist: Eugen! Are you okay?

Yngwie: Hahaha, I don't think the other customers appreciate the noise, Eugen.

Eugen: You son of a gun... Yngwie... Did you really just pound my pressure point...

Yngwie: Your own fault for neglecting your body and ending up in this sorry state, friend.

Eugen: Shut yer trap... How 'bout I give you a taste of that medicine? Cry all you want—I'll still force it down the hatch.

Yngwie: Give it a try. Go on, use your full strength—I don't mind.

Eugen: All right then, tough guy. Even a legendary skyfarer like you will eat those words.

Eugen: But before that... Recognize this massage therapist, Yngwie?

Yngwie: Huh?

Massage Therapist: Captain Yngwie!

Massage Therapist: It's me! I was a Debonair Daredevil mechanic!

Yngwie: Wait... You that greenhorn we found in a shipwreck up north?

Massage Therapist: Yessir! I was actually just chatting with Eugen here about you. I never expected he'd be your friend...

Massage Therapist: Or that I'd be able to see you again!

Yngwie: Hahaha, you've gone from greenhorn to old man in a flash.

Yngwie: Wrinkles aside, you been doing well for yourself?

Massage Therapist: Oh, I have, in part thanks to you! The time I spent in your crew helped me prepare for the hardships in life.

Massage Therapist: As you can see, I'm running a therapeutic massage parlor here in this establishment.

Yngwie: A mighty fine calling in life. How long's it been since I last saw you? Ten years? Twenty?

Massage Therapist: Since the day that you left the crew.

Massage Therapist: And what a day it was... Nobody knew what was happening. It was pure chaos...

Eugen: After treatment like that, I reckon you deserve to serve him one big knuckle sandwich.

Massage Therapist: Now that you're right in front of me again, I'm honestly not sure what to say...

Yngwie: Mm...

Full Metal Man VI: Voltage: Scene 2

Receiving a massage from the massage therapist, Yngwie asks him why he stopped being a mechanic. The therapist explains that he met a legendary sauna master who introduced him to the wonders of saunas and massages—the same master who instilled Yngwie with a love of saunas too. As the massage continues, the therapist notices something wrong with Yngwie's right arm and, upon being told the arm's muscles were suffering from an old injury, offers a method to treat it.

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As Eugen leaves to seek rehydration, Yngwie takes his place on the massage table.

His former crew member turned massage therapist stands next to the table, fingers working their magic.

Yngwie: Whew... This is heaven...

Massage Therapist: Appreciate the compliment. To be honest, it's kind of surreal to be working on your shoulders, Captain.

Yngwie: Former captain, you mean. Now I'm just another geezer clinging onto a life in the skies.

Massage Therapist: You say that, but your muscles and skin are healthy and pliable... I think you'd give a lot of youngsters a run for their money.

Yngwie: Gotta keep myself busy even in retirement. Besides, I can't disappoint the ladies.

Yngwie: Neither have you. Keeping a body in good shape's not so different from keeping an airship running, yeah?

Yngwie: But why the career change? Tired of skyfaring life?

Massage Therapist: No, not at all. An ankle injury sparked the switch.

Massage Therapist: Captain—
Yngwie... After you left, the crew fell apart and disbanded.

Massage Therapist: I was pretty down from it all and made a careless mistake during a job, leaving myself with a lingering injury.

Yngwie: Sorry to hear that.

Massage Therapist: But life has a funny way of guiding a person forward. Thanks to my search for treatment, I came to Valtz...

Massage Therapist: Ended up becoming obsessed with saunas, and learned how to massage so I could get a job for the employee discount. I've lived here for around ten years now.

Yngwie: Hahaha, you became a massage therapist because of your love for saunas?

Massage Therapist: Hahaha, I wasn't super interested at first, but someone taught me the fundamentals of 'em and got me hooked.

Yngwie: Oh yeah?

Massage Therapist: That someone is pretty famous in this neighborhood—

Yngwie: The legendary saunameister.

Massage Therapist: Oh! You've heard about him?

Yngwie: Heard? He's the one who taught me everything I know.

Yngwie: The guy's traveled to every steamy room in every corner of the skies, imparting his wisdom without a single soul knowing who he truly is...

Yngwie: No wonder you developed a love for saunas yourself.

Massage Therapist: He gave me a thorough education in massages too—

Massage Therapist: Hm?

In the middle of their carefree conversation, the therapist's expression abruptly clouds over.

Massage Therapist: Yngwie... Pardon me for prying, but the muscles in your right arm...

Yngwie: Noticed, did you? Afraid it's a leftover present from an adventure in another skydom.

Massage Therapist: An old wound then... It appears to share symptoms with my own...

Massage Therapist: ...

Massage Therapist: Yngwie, I've got an idea. Will you wait here a moment?

Yngwie: Wonder what this is all about.

Full Metal Man VI: Voltage: Scene 3

The massage therapist returns with needles for acupuncture—an experimental treatment that could either heal the damage done to Yngwie's muscles or injure them further. Despite the risk, Yngwie doesn't hesitate and accepts the treatment. When the acupuncture session finishes, Yngwie's long-standing injury is miraculously cured, and his arm is back to near perfect levels of function.

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Noticing Yngwie's old injury, the massage therapist announces that he has an idea and runs off.

He returns with a set of tools in hand.

Yngwie: Hmm... Think I know what you're up to.

Yngwie: I've heard the rumors, though this is the first time I'm seeing it in person.

Massage Therapist: These are needles for a process called acupuncture. Not every doctor agrees on its effectiveness, but it's worked wonders for me.

Massage Therapist: It functions similarly to massages in that the purpose is to stimulate the body's natural healing, only with needles instead of fingers.

Massage Therapist: Ah, in case you're worried, I trained on the island it originated from and obtained a license.

Yngwie: Interesting... How much has it helped your ankle?

Massage Therapist: I'm healed to the point where the injury doesn't impact my everyday life anymore. It definitely produces results on wounds long closed.

Massage Therapist: There's only one problem...

Yngwie: Which is?

Massage Therapist: Not much is known yet about how exactly it works, so the results vary from person to person.

Massage Therapist: Depending on various factors, an injury could even grow worse instead of better.

Yngwie: ...

Massage Therapist: I'm sorry. This is why the practice isn't recommended.

Massage Therapist: I understand that for someone on the front lines like you, any changes to your body could spell danger for your life...

Massage Therapist: Which is why I wanted to make sure you fully understood the risks. What do you think about treating your stiff shoulders first to see how your body reacts—

Yngwie: Don't bother. Just stick those needles straight into my arm.

Massage Therapist: Huh?

Yngwie: What?

Massage Therapist: Um... Did you hear the entirety of my explanation?

Massage Therapist: Or was I not clear enough? Let me try again. Acupuncture isn't well understood at the moment, so I'm not sure how things will go—

Yngwie: Life's full of the unexpected. Hell, I could even lose this entire arm tomorrow.

Yngwie: You get what I'm saying, right? A skyfarer's life is always going to be unpredictable.

Massage Therapist: But...

Yngwie: What're you so afraid of? A regular doctor wouldn't be hesitating in fear.

Yngwie: Just do it. I'm not one to turn down an old comrade's aid.

Massage Therapist: Yngwie...

Massage Therapist: No—Captain! Understood! I swear I'll make this treatment a success!

Massage Therapist: Upon the honor of the Debonair Daredevils!

Yngwie: Counting on you.

Despite the potential danger, Yngwie goes ahead with the acupuncture.

The careful ministrations of the therapist ease him into a deep slumber. Eventually Yngwie wakes.

Yngwie: Mngh...

Massage Therapist: Yngwie, are you awake? I can't believe you managed to fall asleep in this situation.

Yngwie: Whew... That was some pretty good shut-eye. Wish I'd woken up next to a pretty lady though.

Massage Therapist: Hahaha... Besides that, how does your body feel?

Yngwie: My body...

Yngwie sits up, clenching his right fist tight and flexing his arm.

Yngwie: Oh?

Yngwie: Well, well... Don't think my arm's felt this sturdy in a long time.

Massage Therapist: Truly? That means that it worked!

Yngwie: Bravo... Can't say it's completely healed, but my tendons are working better than before.

Yngwie: I owe you my thanks. Not sure if the increased blood flow is the cause, but my whole body's feeling energized too.

Massage Therapist: It was my pleasure to help. I'd recommend that you continue treatment until you're fully healed up, but...

Yngwie: I'm in the middle of an adventure, unfortunately. I'll make do though.

Massage Therapist: Hahaha, you'll always be the most debonair of all the daredevils, eh?

Eugen: Yo, Yngwie. About time for my payback, don'tcha think? Show me your leg—

Eugen: Ah...

Yngwie: Eugen, what're you gaping for?

Eugen: That's not the leg I was talkin' about... What happened here?

Yngwie: You really want to know? C'mere. Let's have a good old-fashioned arm wrestle—

Eugen: Wh-whoa, hold it, you crazy coot! Don't get close to me with that thing sticking out!

Yngwie: Hm?

Yngwie: What, you mean this?

Massage Therapist: Hahaha... A side effect of your recovery, I suppose... It's been known to occur.

Yngwie: Hahaha! So even this part of my body's rarin' to go too!

Eugen: This ain't no laughin' matter!

After a chance encounter with an old crewmate, Yngwie has finally found a way to heal the old wound on his arm.

The restored functionality should serve him well on his last adventure throughout the skies.