[anyone walking by the parlor will discover a rare sight. Hayato is resting relatively quietly. He's sitting on the couch his bad leg kicked up on the table, and he's watching T.V. more specifically, Star Wars. He's got a notebook on his lap, filled with his schematics and formulas, and off to the side he's got some of his tools and some unfinished
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[Gokudera smiles, he was VERY MUCH in his element. Though he would also be more preferable to have the option of moving around. He knew it was only a matter of time before he started going stir-crazy.]
Actually, I can sorta show you how it works on a smaller scale...
[the teen reaches back and pulls out one of his rocket bombs, then sifts through his tools on the table and pulls out an exacto knife. He cuts the top off and dumps out the black powder into a small container, then carefully dissects the bomb down to the propulsion system. He holds it steady so the liquid wouldn't spill out]
Remember how my bombs propelled themselves and changed direction? When the rockets go up the have a big fuel tank strapped on the back.
[He untwists the cap on the end of the bomb, letting the liquid fall into another container, however there's another small compartment, still containing another bit of the strange liquid]
When the fuel in that tank is spent it falls off...
[He pulls loose another cap splitting the liquid in two compartments, and it drops into the container as well]
and then another tank takes over. By the time that one falls off they've made it out of the atmosphere... or in the case of this baby, explodes.[He waves the skeleton system of his bomb, proudly. He wouldn't show just ANYONE the complex bomb system he developed, be honored Temari]
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Scooting over until she was brushing against his side, her eyes easily kept up with the fast movements, studying how he did it.]
And that's it? It's that easy?
[She didn't see any reason why that would be expensive, no matter how big it was. Perhaps his world was more different than hers than she thought...]
So...when people go to space, do they live there? If it falls apart then they don't have any way to get home, right? [It made sense to her anyway. Had she not trusted Gokudera, then she would have called him out on lying to her.]
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Well it's not that easy, the rocket is about twice the size of the manor. Takes a lot of man-power to build and it's real complicated. If something even like the weather isn't perfect the whole thing could blow up.
[Gokudera puts the skeleton of his bomb down and reaches for his note-pad and puts his glasses back on. He finds a page without too many of his formulas and schematics and his notes in Italian. He sketches out the basic outline of a space shuttle, and the corresponding parts]
Well it orbits Earth for a while, but there's a set of jets on the back here [he points to the parts on his little sketch] It doesn't take as much power to come back to Earth as it does to leave it. There's no gravity or air, so there's no resistance. Just got to get close enough and gravity pulls the shuttle back all on it's own.
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