When it's not enough to do the math. [Open]

[vaudevil]

Date & Time: Tuesday during the day
Location: On top of the Initiative hold building.
Characters: Lee Chaolan and YOU!!
Summary: Building a vortex concussion cannon Phase 1: There is a lot of math involved in building a kite that is needed to calculate distance.
Warnings: Probably some weirdness.

Lee spent a better part of the day in his room cutting and stitching material to a collapsible frame that he constructed. The kite appeared nothing more than just a kite but the light aluminum frame suggested something that this wasn't just some ordinary recreational gadget.

With his notes started on the build and how high it could go, the math alone was astounding. His legs were crossed on the bed as he continued his work.

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An hour had passed and after a good meal to keep up his strength and a harness to keep himself from going off the edge of the roof, the kite was airborne. It took a great deal of strength in his arms to keep the kite from being torn out of his hands the higher he sent it up. "Okay, you're getting a little heavy now." He grunted through the pull.

He wrapped his arm around the heavy cable of nylon rope that had knots to determine distance. "Shit, this is massive." Despite the cool weather, he was beginning to sweat. Thankfully, he had the foresight to wear gloves otherwise he would have lost his grip and the whole project would have to start all over again.

He counted the knots as the kite took more tether. Since it required both arms to keep it in the air, Lee knew what he was getting into.

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[vaudevil]

This was almost enough to shock Lee. Not that many people would have been willing to lend a hand to a stranger and Lee wasn't sure how to take it. His eyes widened with a bit of shock, his concentration broke just for the moment and the kite broke free and snapped the line. The lack of pressure sent him reeling backward and onto the concrete of the roof while he let out a soft laugh.

"So soon? Yes, that will be fine." He pulled himself up and looked out toward the sky. "Well, at least I have my reading." He watched the kite disappear over the skyline.

[oncearanger]

Yes, he was perfectly content to help. But the snapping sound? That was unexpected.

Billy let out a low whistle as the kite departed, offering to help Lee up---oh, but he had it. Good. Not so good that the kite disappeared, but at least he was fine.

"I'll have to show you what I can do with a kite sometime. Hopefully the next one holds."

[vaudevil]

He dusted himself off, Thank goodness for that harness or he would have had a problem. "Thank you, I would appreciate that though it's not the kite I worry about. The tether wasn't strong enough. It was inevitable that the line would have snapped." There was very little he could do with a line that wasn't made for high altitude flight.

He looked to Billy with his hand on his hip and a slight lift to his chin. "I look forward to working with you." He held out his hand. "Lee Chaolan."

[oncearanger]

Billy nodded, watching as the last trace of the kite took off into the ether. He offered his hand and shoo with a smile. "Billy Cranston, and the same to you."

[vaudevil]

"Well, this is a nice meeting. I'm certainly pleased with the outcome. I hadn't expected anyone to come up here, to be honest. Most would assume that I was mad for flying a kite in the middle of winter." He softly laughed.

It was all part of something greater with an even greater prospect if they were successful.

[oncearanger]

Billy laughed, shoving his hands in his pockets. "We tend to do mad things in the name of science. Don't worry about it."

He liked this partnership already.

[vaudevil]

Lee certainly did and that laugh made him feel less crazy about his ideas. "I suppose the term mad scientist does have a truthful ring to it, yes? The most proactive ones get the best results otherwise it would be nothing more than math problems on a sheet of paper."

He was already sold on Billy the moment he said he knew what a hail cannon was.

[oncearanger]

"Precisely," Billy agreed, pulling his hand out of his pocket just long enough to wave. "I'll see you then."

[vaudevil]

Lee's hand reached up and did the same. "Farewell."

Now, all that was left was getting out of that bulky repelling harness. It didn't take long for him to remove the climbing hooks and lines. He wasn't about to leave anything behind when he could reuse it for another time when such things were scarce or too expensive to replace.