Industrial Arts, Tuesday

[not_a_whiner]

"Welcome back."

The space at the front of the class had been cleared of everything besides the desk, which Kaidan was currently perched on top of. "Today, you get to show off," he said. "Talk about your woodworking project, talk about what you're doing with the battlebot. But you have to talk about something."

He crossed his arms. "You've all got your partners now - Jessica, Lex, I didn't get a sign-up from you, so you're a team. Bucky, you're with me." He had a feeling this could only end in tears otherwise - or a roomba with a knife on top. (Actually, it might still end up with a roomba with a knife on top.) "Other than the presentations, today is your planning class. Huddle up with your partner and draw up plans if you haven't done so already. If you have, get to work. Next week, we'll be focusing on auto repair, so you might not have time to work."

"First person takes the floor..." He glanced over the class. "You."

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Re: Battlebot Partners

[justbeingbay]

Bay fanned open her sketchbook. "I don't know why, but I was thinking sort of vaguely avian?" she offered. One of the battlebots she'd drawn resembled an eagle; another, a steampunk owl.

"...You get to figure out how to make it work, by the way."

Re: Battlebot Partners

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

"I had a feeling," Anakin told her wryly, but in an eager tone that suggested he had no problem with that arrangement. "I hadn't thought about building one that can fly, but I know how to do it."

Okay, maybe he'd taken a bit of an intuitive leap from 'vaguely avian' to 'flight-capable, but it would be a challenge, and he was almost bouncing with excitement at the idea.

Re: Battlebot Partners

[justbeingbay]

"That would kick ass," Bay said enthusiastically. "I would have been fine with a stork or an emu or whatever but if you can make it fly and drop onto the other team's bot -- we'd have to win, right?"

Re: Battlebot Partners

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

"It'll need a few more tricks than that, but it would give us an edge," Anakin replied, already entering notes into his datapad. In a lower voice he added, "I've got some ideas for that already."

He pulled up a file on the datapad and slid it over so she could see without (hopefully) anyone else eavesdropping: it included ideas like creating oil slicks, EMP pulses to temporarily freeze up the other bot's circuitry, and finding a way to interface with the other bot's programming and hack its code.

Re: Battlebot Partners

[justbeingbay]

Bay's eyebrows went up, and she smiled over at Anakin. "You play dirty," she said in a low voice.

Re: Battlebot Partners

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

Anakin grinned. "Dad used to be a smuggler. We learned a few things growing up."

Much to C-3P0's despair.

Re: Battlebot Partners

[justbeingbay]

"What did he smuggle?" Bay asked, sounding like she couldn't decide whether she should be vicariously thrilled or feel bad for Anakin.

Re: Battlebot Partners

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

"Spice," which probably sounded very different to Bay than it did to him, "stolen goods, whatever they paid him to do," he said, shrugging; he could be matter-of-fact about it. "Mom would never let him get away with that any more, but the skills keep ending up useful."

Re: Battlebot Partners

[justbeingbay]

Hey, Bay had read about pirates way back when. Smuggling spices completely made sense to her.

"Nice," she said approvingly. "My dad runs car washes. But he used to play baseball."

Re: Battlebot Partners

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

"That's a sport, right?" Anakin asked, a tiny bit distracted by the battlebot code he was trying to tweak on his datapad. "Why'd he stop?"

Re: Battlebot Partners

[justbeingbay]

Bay shrugged. "Just retired. He was getting old, you know?"

(And somewhere, John Kennish was wincing and didn't know why.)

"Your dad gave up the smuggling thing for your mom?"

Re: Battlebot Partners

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

"More or less." Anakin rolled his eyes, but affectionately. "They met when they both got captured by the Empire, and he ended up getting roped into the Rebellion because of her. And Mom's a politician, so . . ."

He shrugged. "You know."