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Industrial Arts, Tuesday

"Welcome back," Kaidan said.

They were in the Danger Shop again, same set-up as last time: machinery along the walls, workbenches for all the students, and at the front, Kaidan with a circular saw lying in front of him. (Okay, maybe the circular saw was new.) "I know some of you more experienced kids might not get too excited about this," he said, "But these next three weeks we're going to kick off with woodworking. The next two weeks, you're going to be working on a project of your own - you can use the blueprints we've got to make a small entertainment cart or a storage unit, or you can spend the week looking for another project you'd like to tackle."

"First, though, we're going to be talking about safety measures," he continued. "I hope you've all dressed for the class - no loose clothes, and if you have any jewelry on it, take it off. It's a safety hazard." He walked around the class, dropping leaflets on each workbench. "Today, I'm going to demonstrate how to use certain equipment safely," he said. "To start with, I'm going to need all of you to put on your safety glasses. Then you can all come up to the front of the class."

"This is a circular saw," he said, once he'd returned to the front and all the students had followed. "Most of the time while you're here, you're going to be using those table saws over there, but a lot of the principles are the same. For example, you're going to want to saw against the motion - you want it to cut into the material, not with it." He turned the saw on and talked them through sawing a plank in half, trying to find a middle ground between educating the newbies and not boring the guys with more experience.

"Okay," he said, once he was done. "You've got two choices today. You can go around the shop and acquaint yourself with the various woodworking tools. There's a handout with safety measure for each tool, and if it's your first time working with it, ask me to come explain it to you. If you think you can already handle these things, you can start working on your project. But only if you are absolutely sure you know how these machines work - and even then I'm gonna be by every now and again to make sure you don't push it. Safety is the most important part of this process."

He hung back for a moment, then added: "I've also noticed not everyone's partnered up for the battlebot assignment yet," he said. "You've got until next week to find someone, then I want to know who's with who, all right?"

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Wooden.

Cade

Lex Luthor

Shane Gooseman

Tony Stark

Topher Brink

Ace McShane

William Murdoch

Bay Kennish

Anakin Solo

Mercy Thompson

Jessica Drew

Be sure to wear your safety glasses.

Cade was taking the earrings out of his ears as Kaidan was talking (...oops), but he wouldn't put his safety goggles on until absolutely necessary.

He looked like a karking idiot with them on.

. . . and Anakin would be over here, stripping down to his under-tunic (enjoy that, any interested onlookers, it wasn't like he'd notice) with a slight scowl. The ridiculously swirly Jedi robes didn't seem to be an impediment in a fight, so why should they be now?

Also: people made things out of wood? Really?

Try out the various woodworking tools, but make sure you actually know what you're doing, or ask Kaidan for help!

Cade's experience was primarily in electronics and metalwork, so the wood was new to him.

Being a naturally cautious individual (heh), he beelined straight for the circular saw.

Topher looked at the tools, immediately deemed them out of his league, and looked around for his partner ~~if she was here~~. "Aaaaaace," he whined. "Show me how to do this stuff."

Woodworking wasn't exactly Ace's specialty; she leaned more toward motorbike repair or what could generously be termed electrical shop, if any sane electrical shop class had ever included gelignite or C4.

Still, a tool was a tool was a tool. "Wood goes in the saw, not fingers."

See? Helpful.

"Ohhh, that explains it," Topher drawled, nodding. "I was just thinking of how fun splinters are. Good thing you intervened."

Anytime, Topher.

"Splinters of bone?" Because that's what he'd be having if he got his fingers anywhere near that saw blade.

Topher tilted his head. "...You think that would happen?" Really, Topher? "That would be less fun. I'm okay over here."

"You don't have to be afraid of it. Just don't be an idiot, y'know?"

Scoffed the girl who blew herself to another planet.

"I'm not an idiot," Topher objected, scandalized, as he tentatively brought his pencil closer and closer to the saw. "I'm a gen--"

Oh, hey. Dead pencil dust on his face. That was a stylish look.

"I guess that counts as wood," Ace said dubiously, offering a handkerchief (a clean one, mister germophobe) from one of her many, many pockets. "But there's better tools for sharpening it. Ones that actually leave a bit to write with, after. Just saying."

Bay hated the goggles, but she'd wear them. She played with their strap idly as she glanced over the tools, then hesitantly went to try the lathe.

Making an entertainment console didn't seem like it could be that hard.

Anakin wandered over to the tools and peered at them out of curiosity. Admittedly, he was more interested in how they worked than in what they did . . .

Make an entertainment cart, a storage unit, or work on your battlebot.

For those of you who haven't found a battlebot partner yet!

Bay did not have a partner. She'd gotten distracted the week before watching all the people who actually knew what they were doing, and kind of hoped Professor Alenko would just assign her somebody.

Since he didn't seem to be doing that yet, she leaned against a woodworking table and tried to look cute and approachable. Hopefully it'd draw someone in.

Sadly, cuteness was not a motivating factor for Anakin. He was just trying to follow instructions.

"Hi," he said, a little diffidently (not out of unpleasantness, just a general disinclination to approach people first in social circumstances). "Are you working with anyone yet?"

Woe. Bay's cuteness was exceptional.

"Hi back," she said, equally diffident out of ... mostly she wanted to seem cool. "And no, not yet. But I should warn you, I basically have no idea what I'm doing."

"Oh." Anakin might have looked more scornful about that once, but Aunt Mara and Uncle Luke had been getting on his case about it, so his reaction was more like a brief moment of looking vaguely crestfallen. "Well . . . that's okay. Do you have anything like droids where you're from?"

See, he remembered to keep these things in mind now.

"Um, kind of?" Bay said, frowning as she tried to think of how to explain it. "I'm from a world a lot like the island, so we have robots who do, like, factory jobs. Not the fancy cyborg type."

"That's more than some people around here," Anakin said, a little lopsided grin of relief crossing his face. "I bet I can handle whatever you don't think you're up to, so we should be okay."

"Thanks. Plus, I'm an artist and I help out in my dad's business at home," Bay said, relieved. "It's not like I freak out if I get my hands dirty."

She offered him one of said hands. "So ... hooray for partnering. I'm Bay."

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"Good, because you're more than likely to, doing something like this." He really looked relieved at that, and shook her hand with one that had traces of grease under the nails. "Anakin," he replied and then quickly added, "Solo, that is."

"Nice to meet you," Bay said. "Anakin, like the dean guy with the cloak who drove the shuttle?"

Bay was a swift one.

Anakin let out a tiny, tiny sigh; he was used to it by now. "He's my grandfather," he confirmed, "and my sister teaches the flight class."

Bay thought the dean had looked too young to have a grandkid who taught, but some people aged really well and it wasn't like she'd been inspecting him for grey hairs. She made a mental note to take a better look next time she saw him.

"Oh, wow, so you ... must be really sick of people asking if you're related to your family," she said. "I'm sorry. Is it nice to have them around most of the time?"

"It's okay," Anakin assured her, a bit awkwardly. "It isn't even a common name in my galaxy."

That also wasn't really an issue there, but anyway.

"And it is nice, having them around," he added with a slightly easier smile. "It doesn't happen a lot at home."

Mercy was still looking for a partner since she had got caught up with other things last week.

Since that's what he's here for.

I have such a crush on Wende Snijders.

Edited 2013-01-15 10:52 (UTC)

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