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xp_logsForge, Molly, & Clint meet and divvy up work for the power grid upgrade...
Forge had prepared for this project - he snarfed a conference room, he'd laid in copious, almost ridiculous amounts of caffeine and donuts, and he had a whiteboard he could scribble on. Sipping at his coffee, he then took a deep breath to get into it.
"Good morning, all." he said with a pleasant a demeanor as he could muster. "Today is Power Revamp day and, if we're all really good boys and girls, we should be done in a few hours and then we can get back to doing whatever it is we normally do. I'm going to tackle the beast in the basement..." he said, scrawling on the whiteboard for a moment. "... to handle power rectification and to clean up that ugly-ass sine wave we're getting out of it." he finished. "Molly, if you'd be so kind, I want you to look at the linkages to the secure systems - they have their own power, but there is the ability to run them off the mains if needs be or cross-load them in case of emergencies and I'm not terribly convinced they're doing fuckall to help us." he said, adding a new set of scrawls to the whiteboard. "Clint, you're on the nonessentials - we've got a plan to do a lot of new cable runs, strip out some of the old crap and replace it with cabling that's better shielded and does not suck. Because we all hate you..." he said with a smile to the archer "... you get the dirtiest jobs poking through the walls, the ceilings, and the floors." he said.
"Everyone in the house has been notified and if we do this right they'll probably never notice that we're doing anything at all." he said. "Caffeine and sugar is here if you need to recharge your brainmeat, plus all available power distribution documentation is on that laptop. Feel free to make a copy to your own unit if you want, just make sure to get rid of it when we're done. You do not want to have power schematics laying around on unsecured devices." he said.
"Any questions?"
Clint, already shoving a second doughnut into his mouth, gave a good natured shrug and nodded along. Once he'd swallowed, he offered one of the boxes to Molly while he reached for one of the bagged carafes from... wherever Forge had ordered all this from. "Sounds good to me. I'm not much for electrical engineering, so pulling and running wires is good for me. Lemme get that layout downloaded to my phone so I can mark all the stuff I'm gonna need to drill through and stuff.
"Are the new cables and all that down here already?" He started looking around their base camp to see if he'd need to go find all of it.
"Big honking spindles of cables and a full cabling kit have been ordered and delivered," he said. "They're in secure storage downstairs. You get the fun boring menial task of making your own cables as well. Aren't you just the luckiest boy in the world?" he said with a grin on his face. "But seriously, I didn't trust any of the usual vendors to know just what it is we're up to over here, so I just ordered a huge honking spindle and figure we'll have spares for years." he said. "Also laid in a drill that'll go through damned near anything or your money back. That includes boots, hands, data cables, floors, walls, your skull, and power cables as well so have a care with it, all right?" he cautioned.
"Your money back, huh?" Molly grinned, with a small glint in her eye as she plucked a doughnut from the box Clint offered. "Well, don't gotta worry about my hands or skull, but I'll definitely try to make sure the right places remain unhole-y. And check double check on looking at the linkages," she added, holding up her tablet with the schematics on it.
She was not a coffee girl, so she had her own stash of highly caffeinated soda in a dorm-sized purple fridge nearby that was decorated in a variety of fridge magnets. Save for it being the color purple, it was easy to get whose fridge it belonged to.
"Also can we never use brainmeat again please?" Molly made a face, having a flashback to the time she fought zombies. Okay, they weren't real zombies and were actually her friends and she happened to be a vampire slayer but she didn't know none of that was real and also if this Halloween was going to be anything like the last ones she probably needed to like...buy a chainsaw or go on vacation or something.
"Never using the word 'brainmeat' again," Clint nodded, offering Molly a small salute even as he grinned. "Aye aye... wait, what's your callsign these days, Mols?"
"Lady Punchy Fist," Molly said with a perfectly serious face, then laughed after a second. "Nah it's still Bruiser. Figured it was appropriate, y'know?"
"Right. So, Hawkguy, Lady Punchy Fist, we've all got our assignments. LPF, hit me up if you need anything. Ditto Hawkguy. This goes well, I'll pick up lunch for us all." he said with a grin.
Forge had prepared for this project - he snarfed a conference room, he'd laid in copious, almost ridiculous amounts of caffeine and donuts, and he had a whiteboard he could scribble on. Sipping at his coffee, he then took a deep breath to get into it.
"Good morning, all." he said with a pleasant a demeanor as he could muster. "Today is Power Revamp day and, if we're all really good boys and girls, we should be done in a few hours and then we can get back to doing whatever it is we normally do. I'm going to tackle the beast in the basement..." he said, scrawling on the whiteboard for a moment. "... to handle power rectification and to clean up that ugly-ass sine wave we're getting out of it." he finished. "Molly, if you'd be so kind, I want you to look at the linkages to the secure systems - they have their own power, but there is the ability to run them off the mains if needs be or cross-load them in case of emergencies and I'm not terribly convinced they're doing fuckall to help us." he said, adding a new set of scrawls to the whiteboard. "Clint, you're on the nonessentials - we've got a plan to do a lot of new cable runs, strip out some of the old crap and replace it with cabling that's better shielded and does not suck. Because we all hate you..." he said with a smile to the archer "... you get the dirtiest jobs poking through the walls, the ceilings, and the floors." he said.
"Everyone in the house has been notified and if we do this right they'll probably never notice that we're doing anything at all." he said. "Caffeine and sugar is here if you need to recharge your brainmeat, plus all available power distribution documentation is on that laptop. Feel free to make a copy to your own unit if you want, just make sure to get rid of it when we're done. You do not want to have power schematics laying around on unsecured devices." he said.
"Any questions?"
Clint, already shoving a second doughnut into his mouth, gave a good natured shrug and nodded along. Once he'd swallowed, he offered one of the boxes to Molly while he reached for one of the bagged carafes from... wherever Forge had ordered all this from. "Sounds good to me. I'm not much for electrical engineering, so pulling and running wires is good for me. Lemme get that layout downloaded to my phone so I can mark all the stuff I'm gonna need to drill through and stuff.
"Are the new cables and all that down here already?" He started looking around their base camp to see if he'd need to go find all of it.
"Big honking spindles of cables and a full cabling kit have been ordered and delivered," he said. "They're in secure storage downstairs. You get the fun boring menial task of making your own cables as well. Aren't you just the luckiest boy in the world?" he said with a grin on his face. "But seriously, I didn't trust any of the usual vendors to know just what it is we're up to over here, so I just ordered a huge honking spindle and figure we'll have spares for years." he said. "Also laid in a drill that'll go through damned near anything or your money back. That includes boots, hands, data cables, floors, walls, your skull, and power cables as well so have a care with it, all right?" he cautioned.
"Your money back, huh?" Molly grinned, with a small glint in her eye as she plucked a doughnut from the box Clint offered. "Well, don't gotta worry about my hands or skull, but I'll definitely try to make sure the right places remain unhole-y. And check double check on looking at the linkages," she added, holding up her tablet with the schematics on it.
She was not a coffee girl, so she had her own stash of highly caffeinated soda in a dorm-sized purple fridge nearby that was decorated in a variety of fridge magnets. Save for it being the color purple, it was easy to get whose fridge it belonged to.
"Also can we never use brainmeat again please?" Molly made a face, having a flashback to the time she fought zombies. Okay, they weren't real zombies and were actually her friends and she happened to be a vampire slayer but she didn't know none of that was real and also if this Halloween was going to be anything like the last ones she probably needed to like...buy a chainsaw or go on vacation or something.
"Never using the word 'brainmeat' again," Clint nodded, offering Molly a small salute even as he grinned. "Aye aye... wait, what's your callsign these days, Mols?"
"Lady Punchy Fist," Molly said with a perfectly serious face, then laughed after a second. "Nah it's still Bruiser. Figured it was appropriate, y'know?"
"Right. So, Hawkguy, Lady Punchy Fist, we've all got our assignments. LPF, hit me up if you need anything. Ditto Hawkguy. This goes well, I'll pick up lunch for us all." he said with a grin.
