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

[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."