http://manofthemullet.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] manofthemullet.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2006-01-09 08:40 am
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Shop Class: [1/9]

As the students enter into the Danger Room Shop, they'll see that it has been transformed into a scrapyard, filled with various mechanical machines, scrap metal etc.

A section of the Junkyard has been put aside for the typical tools you would find in a metal/wood shop.

"Morning Kids. Before we do anything else, we will go over The Rules of the Danger Shop."

After the rules have been gone over, Mac then does Roll Call to make sure everyone is there. Then Mac walks everyone through the safety percautions and techniques to use any of the shop tools.

When that is complete, Mac rolls out a cart that has ground coffee and various types of coffee filters.

Today we are going to build a coffee machine.

To do this you must:
1. Fashion a container and device to boil water
2. Fashion a device to filter water through the coffee grounds
3. Fashion a device to receive the coffee

Notes: There are no Coffee Brewers or Percolators in the Junk Yard. I know. I fixed them. If you find a device that will heat the coffee (hotplate etc), chances are it is broken and you must take the time to fix it. Shop equipment cannot be used as functioning part of the coffee maker. Only to build it.
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Re: Assignment: [1/9] (actual assignment, non-hair-related)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-01-09 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander poked around the junk yard, feeling kind of grateful that it wasn't nearly as bad as some of the actual junkyards he'd had to help search through back home -- this one didn't have any demons hiding in it that he could tell, or more importantly at the moment, decaying food. It mostly smelled like metal, oil, and maybe a little rust.

He dug out a toaster -- thankfully non-talking -- from a pile of dented appliances, but shook his head; somehow he suspected that wouldn't get hot enough to boil water. The waffle iron, though... He pulled that out and tried plugging it in. Nada. Power light didn't come on. The cord was a bit cracked and he could see bare wire in a couple spots, which might be the problem - it was also detachable, though, so he pulled it out and looked for something that might match.

He found one, on a bent and clearly pining-for-the-fjords curling iron, so he switched out the cords, and whaddya know, power. And heat, he could tell after a few minutes and possibly a small, manly 'yipe!' The thing wouldn't heat unless it was closed, though - stupid rassenfrassen designers with their 'safety' issues. Xander opened it, studied the structure, and eventually noticed a small lever that was pressed in when the iron was closed, but wasn't part of the locking mechanism. A paperclip later, and it was shoved down even with the iron open, which left him with a functional, if kind of bumpy, heating surface.

So he needed something he could boil water in, now. That would balance on a waffle iron. Somehow he didn't think he was gonna find a convenient battered saucepan around here... but there was a smallish and relatively unrusty sports-car hubcap nearby, that looked like it would hold water. He set it on the burner and poured some in. Eh, leaked a little, but you could still get a cup of coffee out of it.

While the water heated, he looked around for said cup, or at least a potlike thing. Something a non-suicidal human would be willing to drink out of - though what non-suicidal human would want to drink this coffee, Xander wasn't sure. He settled for a glass globe with one flat end that looked like it was probably meant to be a light fixture cover, and used some cold water to wash the dust off.

The water was boiling, maybe a bit sullenly and hissily, and he had a pot, coffee grounds, a filter... Xander blinked. Something was missing. He tried setting the filter into the mouth of the globe, and watched as it slid right in and fell to the bottom. And that was without trying to pour water through it.

Xander looked for something that could hold the filter, but let the water pour through to the pot, and found... pretty much nothing. He glanced with envy at Crichton's siphon BUT DID NOT STARE AT CRICHTON, then, shrugging, went for the one thing he always had around that was useful for putting stuff in - his clothes.

He took off his outer shirt, leaving himself in an orange tee that might have looked like it had flowers on it, but they were fireworks dammit, and made a sling of it, laying the filter in the bottom, coffee grounds inside, sleeves for a handle. He held it over his light-globe and -- the edge of one sleeve wrapped around his fingers after another completely manly yipe - poured the water out of the hot hubcap, through the filter and the shirt.

The liquid in the globe was... well, it was brown, He'd say that for it. And so was his shirt - mostly - so it wasn't like a bit of coffee stain was gonna make it much worse.

Re: Assignment: [1/9] (actual assignment, non-hair-related)

[identity profile] anole-x.livejournal.com 2006-01-09 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Victor does not overhear and become interested in the prospect of that happening. Nope, not at all...
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Re: Assignment: [1/9] (actual assignment, non-hair-related)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-01-09 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander does not have traumatizing flashbacks to the time when it did happen. Nope, not at all...
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Re: Assignment: [1/9] (actual assignment, non-hair-related)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-01-09 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thank God. It was bad enough when that happened in History class at home." Xander shuddered.