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Author Topic: It's Not Always Necessity  (Read 638 times)

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It's Not Always Necessity
« on: Oct 26, 18, 12:34:37 PM »
Cid Aurum was a dreamer, and flight was his dream.  He could Brew, which has helped him to understand heat, heat seals, pressure and pressurization, and even chemical reactions.  In fact, many of his inventions were at work in the Brewery, essentially following the unspoken agreement that he would put the family business before his dreams.  Today, however, was a day for dreaming.,  Cid had completed all of his work, both the practical and the bureaucratic, and he had loaded up a wagon on his own.  He had not asked for any assistance, not that day.  The afternoon was his own, and he took advantage of it by riding out into the back acreage of the estate.  Harvest was already done, so the field was wide open, and while the day was cool, it was bright and sunny out, without any undue winds save a light breeze that kept the air from going stale.

It had taken him weeks of getting out here to build the tower.  For that, he had needed assistance, but he had used outside labor.  There were plenty in need of the work, and he did not mind paying men or women that could use Craft to speed the process along.  Cid understood that was not a populat stance, and he knew that the people he worked for, ACORN, would not be well pleased, but Cid had inventions to design, and dreams to make real.  He was not the rabid bigot that other scientists were  He believed there was room for Craft and for Science to exist side by side, the alternatives suggested by the various extremists that existed was a Chaillot that was not as free, not as wealthy, not as forward thinking as it was right now.  Besides, he needed the tower and its mechanisms in place for this very day.

Cid unhitched the horse from the wagon and walked him into the wheel that would power the lift he had in place.  He loaded everything he needed on the lift, and clicked his tongue, which made the horse start walking.  A series of pulleys and chains began to move and when they reached the right point of weight and tension, the lift began to rise.  The inventor grinned on the way up, and once at the top level, set the lift lock into place and called out, ”Whoa!”  To stop the horse from continuing his walk in the wheel.  There was feed already present, and he did not need the horse for the trip down, he had counterweights for that.  Once everything was offloaded, Cid got to work building the model.  That alone took time, as he had to set the skids in the launch he had in place for it.  He took his time, carefully putting the experiment together, until he was done.  The only bit of whimsy was a wooden man, carved in his likeness, and filled with lead to be of the right weight.  The man would be the ‘pilot’ of the craft.

He smiled when he was done, and chose not to rush things.  He cleaned up the tools, and organized the spare parts.  Only then did he turn to the launch.  He used the crank to ratchet it back into place, essentially it was akin to a ballista, but in this case, it would fire his glider.  Cid checked that everything was ready, and after a short countdown; LAUNCH!  The Glider shot out of the catapult and its bat-like wings caught the air.  It did not plummet to earth but continued to fly out over the field, caught on a favorable wind.  ”Model 1A.  Success.”  He muttered, taking notes and watching the glider until it gently curved down to the grass and skidded out the last of its energy.  ”Basic Wing structure, like a bat.  Testing 2A next.”


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Re: It's Not Always Necessity
« Reply #1 on: Feb 28, 19, 01:44:49 PM »
Cid was excited.  There was the familiar electricity of discovery running through him as he placed Model 2A into the launcher next, after making the necessary adjustments to it.  It was, in truth, a very similar construction.  It was just much larger, and he had added weight to it.  He took his time construction it, just as he had with the last, and smiled slightly at the weight.  It was not simple ballast, which would have been scientifically sound, but lacked a bit of romance.  It was a child, perhaps three feet tall, carved from wood, cored out and filled with the necessary weight.  Cid strapped the dummy into the glider, and made certain it was firmly secured, once that was done, he had a bit of a tough time getting the whole assembly into the launcher, but he had the right tools, and an assembly arm that helped.

He had to remove the wings, and return them once they were in place, which forced him to dangle precariously from the side of his tower, but anything for progress.  Once 2A was in place, he altered the trajectory to account for this model’s size and weight, and then began to crank the mechanism, turning and turning, until it locked into place.  Cid checked the wings again, and made a few notes.  He preferred to compare them to the wings of a bat, because Eyrien patagia were supported by Craft, a bats’ wings were not.  He double-checked the landing field before him, and then moved to the mechanism.

Cid grinned as he pulled the lever and the glider slide out of the mechanism, hurled into the open air.  It glided up for a respectable distance, surprising Cid a little, as it seemed to attain a  kind of lift effect, and then began to curve downward with a bit more speed than the first model.  It landed hard on its skids, and slid to a halt, not terribly far from the first model, all things considered.  Cid narrowed his eyes, and decided he would have to look very carefully at the wing construcation.  ”2A, a success. Possible anomalous effect.  1B should verify.”

 

 

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