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fandomhighdorms2010-06-04 02:44 pm
notmyownage) wrote in fandomhighdorms2010-06-04 02:44 pm
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Middle of the camp, Friday after classes
Claudia was sitting propped against the trebuchet-in-progress, surrounded by sheets of paper held down with rocks, with a notebook perched on her knees.
Some of the papers had diagrams of potential finished trebuchet. Some had calculations regarding the probable velocity and forces acting upon anything flung from the potential finished trebuchet. Some of them . . . regarded something else entirely. Something about a very large compass, and accounting for inertia and the rotation of the Earth. Those were the ones she was poking at, now.
It was best not to ask, really.
[ooc: I'm drowning in documents! Save me with distractions of an RP kind?]
Some of the papers had diagrams of potential finished trebuchet. Some had calculations regarding the probable velocity and forces acting upon anything flung from the potential finished trebuchet. Some of them . . . regarded something else entirely. Something about a very large compass, and accounting for inertia and the rotation of the Earth. Those were the ones she was poking at, now.
It was best not to ask, really.
[ooc: I'm drowning in documents! Save me with distractions of an RP kind?]