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

[monkeymonkeydie.livejournal.com]

Currently, Bucky's crudely-drawn battlebot plans called for a dog wearing a robot costume made out of cardboard boxes and aluminum foil and carrying an electric carving knife. The extension cord for the carving knife was going to be a problem, and he was trying to figure out how to keep it from getting tangled up in everything.

Apparently, the fact that most electric knives less than 20 years old were cordless had completely eluded him.

Re: Battlebot Partners

[not_a_whiner]

"You're going to want to, uh, scrap the live animal," Kaidan said. If he sounded faintly puzzled, well, uh.

The design was faintly puzzling.

Re: Battlebot Partners

[monkeymonkeydie.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's okay," Bucky insisted. "It's not a live animal -- it's Satchel."

Sure, Satchel was a) an animal, and b) alive, but Bucky liked to think of him more as a useful and highly durable toy.

"...That reminds me: I need to borrow plane fare from Boston."