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Shop Class

As the students enter the room they'll see a table that has an array of various materials that ~~no normal teacher would ever provide a student~~ could possibly create an explosion.

"Hopefully you got my e-mail last week to bring in something that you don't mind getting destroyed," Mac says with a small grin. "Because today we are going to blow it up."

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[OOC:If your character would have no idea how to make something explode *handwave* Mac's assistance]

In case you have any questions...

Nadia brought in an already rather destructified looking radio. She didn't own a whole lot, and the broken radio was the only thing she could find that she'd have no trouble parting with.

Of course, most of her experience with explosives involved cherry bombs and bottle rockets, so it took her some time to find a ~~*completely handwaved, because I'm not looking up explosives from my work computer, dammit*~~ good combination of materials, but she soon had everything set up and ready for pyrotechnics.

She was looking perhaps just a bit too gleeful at the idea of blowing things up.

Mac summoned up a blast protection barrier for everyone to stand behind using the hand console.

"Light it up when you are ready, Nadia."

Since all the flights out of town had been booked and the SGC was having some kind of plant investation, Sam slipped into class just before it started, leather bomber jacket (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/476383.html?thread=22404063#t22404063) and large cup of coffee in hand.

It had been three days, but she still couldn't think of a good alien virus excuse for what had happened at the dance. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/653795.html?thread=30828259#t30828259) So, awkward. (http://carter-i-am.livejournal.com/31115.html) Yes.

[ooc: Other comment deleted because it was in the wrong place.]

Nadia grinned, pulled out her multi-tool, lit the fuse with the blow torch, then ran back.

*KIBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

"Madre del dios, that's fun,"

Er, that should read "inFestation". Because otherwise it just looks like the SGC did some landscaping.

Mac looked up briefly when Sam came in and his eyes went immediately back to the gradebook. Yes. The gradebook. Must mark down the students grades. Grades are good.

*snickers* I'm still need to read what Lee did to the SGC.

"Remember, Nadia, you should only be doing and explosion like this only when it is absolutely necessary. While blowing stuff up can be fun, it is also very dangerous," Mac said beginning to lecture Nadia.

Nadia nodded a little absently and flicked the blow torch on and off a few times.

Then she suddenly realized what she was doing, blushed, and put her multi-tool away.

"Yes. Explosions are only for special occasions. Got it."

*snerk* Doctor Lee, not Adama. But really? All O'Neill's fault.

Mission Database: Zero Hour (http://rdanderson.com/stargate/database/databas8.htm)

Gateworld Synopsis: Zero Hour (http://www.gateworld.net/sg1/s8/804.shtml)

John comes into the Danger Shop carrying a book on Maine. And no, he's not up to explaining that but it's either blow the thing up or let it taunt him from the bookshelf.

So, he rigs the book up with some explosives, including a small firework, some gas, some sulfur, and potpourri. The potpourri's just an experiment to see if he can make the explosion smell good.

So, now he's ready.

"Blowing up the state of Maine? With... Is that potpourri?"

Mac is transfixed by the multi-tool with a mini blowtorch. "Can I see that?"

Sam took a very large swig of coffee, then got down to work.

Using corn syrup, mothballs, and a bunch of other household products, Sam spent the class making plastique, humming slightly as she worked. It was kind of nice not to be in a rush situation and really helped to take her mind off the fact that there was stuff to be dealt with.

She cut some fuses out of regular cooking string, then put the plastique into small plastic containers, inserting the fuses. She then inserted the little containers into the sleeves and pockets of the jacket and waited for everyone to get behind the barrier so she could light the fuses.

Nadia grinned delightedly and handed over the tool. "It's way better than a Swiss Army Knife. It has the blowtorch, a hammer, a drill, a fork, a toothbrush. . . ."

"Yep," John nods. "Maybe the explosion will smell good? I'm in a weird mood, sir."

Sam glanced from Jack's bomber jacket, waiting patiently to be exploded, to John's book. Boy did she get it. "Let's hear it for catharsis, huh, Crichton?"

Mac nodded to the gradebook. "Ready when you are Carter."

"Hear, hear," John says, nodding. "That's Jack's, I'm guessing?" John asks, pointing to the jacket.

"Word of warning? The 'hell hath no fury like a woman scorned' thing? Totally true." She grinned a bit evilly at John. "When she knows how to handle explosives? Double it."

Mac shrugged. "Worth a try. Light it up and then get behind the blast barrier, Crichton."

Sam didn't say anything. Probably best, even if she did miss the easy comraderie they'd had.

She put on her safety goggles, lit the fuses, then hurried behind the barrier.

The jacket, as might be expected, exploded. A little too much plastique had been used, though, so the bench it was sitting on also blew up, leaving a small crater in the floor.

"Oops."

John lights the explosive mish mash of things and scurries behind the blast barrier.

When it blows up, John doesn't smile but merely watches the bits of pages flutter around the room. And the potpourri kind of worked.

"Not bad," he mumbles.

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