Hiro and Baymax had rode on the tram for about an hour. It was pretty relaxing throughout the whole ride. At last though they neared their destination. They climbed off the cable car. They seemed to be within a very heavy business district. The young boy knew about this but never really ventured to this part of town. If he needed to go to a shopping district he usually headed to a mall, but either way this place did come off as quite crowded.
"Oh, man… how are we going to find Kristoph? We don't even know a single one of his jobs…" Hiro declared, annoyed, though Baymax tapped his shoulder with one of his puffy fingers.
"Hiro, I do believe that matches your ring," he stated. Hiro was confused by the statement at first, but he looked down at the purple gem of the ring that had a flower pattern on it. He could see then on one side of a building, there existed the exact same symbol below that was a small sign.
"Amethyst flowers…" the young boy read out what he could, not able to read the rest of the sign due to very old age destroying the letters. It must have been important if Kristoph was wealthy enough to afford a lot of odd things. Hiro had no idea what to anticipate as the two approached, entering inside the building. The entrance itself seemed pretty calm. One worker stood behind a counter, inside of a very empty room that was painted a calming shade of blue.
"Hiro! Welcome," Kristoph's voice rung out they saw him exiting from the nearby doorway. He was confused to see Baymax though.
"Hello, I am Baymax," the robot greeted in his happy tone.
"My, I didn't expect you to bring a friend. Care to explain yourself for this, Hiro?" the gentleman in the red suit said, looking a bit displeased. Hiro knew he probably should have called ahead of time, not sure what the hiring policy was for robots though.
"He's a medical specialist robot. I figured he could help," the raven haired boy explained nervously. The disapproving glare of Kristoph felt like he was being shaken internally.
"Hm… alright then. Let me see how good he is. I request an immediate examination on myself," he requested. Baymax nodded, beginning to scan him, not one to turn down the demand for a scan, though while scanning Kristoph's body, the scan picked up a lot of various things.
"Scan complete. My diagnosis is you are not sick, but you have various scars on your body, the worst seeming to be on your right arm, but the injury appears to have a spread pattern like a firearm," Baymax elaborated from what he could get from the scan. Hiro was in awe. Did the gentleman really have all these injuries underneath his clothing? Kristoph gained a small smirk.
"My… quite good. I was shot with a shotgun three years ago, you see. It is a miracle that I am able to move this arm, really. Hunting accidents are a pain, aren't they?" the blonde man chuckled like it was a funny memory, but Hiro knew there wasn't anywhere to hunt in San Fransokyo. There weren't many forests and the ones that did exist, no one was permitted to hunt in. Before they could query further, the gentleman began to lead the two through the door behind the counter.
"Alright, I'll try and process your cohort. But for now, let me welcome you to one of my smaller divisions of my businesses," Kristoph stated. Hiro's eyes widened to see a lot of people who were working on various tasks. Some were working on robotics, others were welding away parts, and some were doing something with packages, be it delivering or creating.
"You see, this is our electronic works. I suppose the best way to explain it is to say it… we simply get the request and we assemble it," he elaborated what this business specifically did. Kristoph clapped his hands, gaining every one of the workers' attentions and making them stop what they were doing.
"Ladies and gentlemen! I want you all to know that we have two new members joining our family today! I want you to meet Hiro Hamada and Baymax. Give them our friendly motto for a welcome," Kristoph ordered after introducing the two. Baymax did do a small scan on the room, not really paying much attention to the practical mini speech.
"Amethysts bloom no matter what! Treat people with respect, even if they don't respect you!" the entire workshop roared. Hiro could feel his ear drums aching. This was coming off suspicious a bit to him how well in line they were. It made him question how good of a boss Kristoph was. This was looking like it was going to be a pleasant experience. To work off his debt in an electronics assembly area was perfect. However his train of thought was interrupted by another shout by the gentleman in red.
"Exactly! And I expect you to treat these two with respect, too! I'll be in my office. Help get them settled in," Kristoph ordered. With that loud announcement finished, everyone began to get back to work as he walked away, leaving the two newest workers in there alone.
"This is… amazing, Baymax!" Hiro exclaimed. It felt odd, but he felt entirely energized from that roaring motto for some reason. Imagining having so many people's respect and treating one another like family felt great.
"I do not know how I can be of use in an assembly line," Baymax commented, but Hiro knew that his robotic friend was great here. In case of an on work injury, anyone could just go to him for help.
"Hey! Please come get on the line, we need another pair of hands welding here," one of the workers spoke, calling to the young boy. Hiro nodded, running over to begin helping. It had been a while since he messed with blow torches or the like, but tools were tools. He would get a hand on them eventually. He noticed the people varied in mood. Some looked outright miserable and others looked happier than ever. Hiro brushed it off like it was just them having woke up on the wrong side of the bed, but there was a clear cut down the middle between them.
After spending two hours welding, putting together various machine parts together mostly, the welding was done, and said part was packaged and carried away.
"Hey kid, Kristoph's got his first job ready for you," one of his co-workers claimed. Hiro scratched his head, assuming this was supposed to be his job. He saw Baymax with a practical small line in front of him of various people, getting quick check-ups. Baymax had been helping a lot already with each person.
"Uh, thanks," Hiro muttered, going off to see what Kristoph wanted with him. The more he tried to figure out about his boss, the more confused he got. When he entered into the office, he could see a bold wooden desk sitting in the room, behind it being two full book shelves, but the room itself looked nice. Kristoph was sitting in a chair at the desk. A small box that was heavily wrapped in tape was resting on the table.
"You wanted to give me my first job?" Hiro greeted his boss. Kristoph nodded, having his hand full with a newspaper.
"Yes, you see this package? I need you to drop it off. We have a bunch of small businesses. Everyone has small jobs to handle, so can you take this to 403 Pinebrook Road?" he explained. That was the job in a nutshell, but Hiro picked up the box. It felt heavy, he had no idea what was in it.
"Who am I taking it too?" he asked.
"Well… he's a good client who always pays well. In advance, when you get near the right area, he'll contact you, so don't worry," Kristoph explained. Hiro hesitantly left the office, having a strong hunch his boss was getting sick of introducing him to the basics.
"Baymax! C'mon, we have a package to deliver," Hiro said, Baymax waving from his position before leaving the small line in front of him. The people looked saddened by that, but they knew he had to go. The two left the area. Hiro wondered how the package target would be able to get hold of him. Either way, it was odd.
"Let's hurry with this, Baymax."