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imperious_lex) wrote in trans_92011-03-22 12:22 am
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Exercises of the Mind [OPEN]
Lex Luthor was never not up to something. Someone as driven as him was never prone to be idle, even if he was being quiet. And Lex had been relatively quiet recently.
Today, however, he broke away from whatever had been keeping him busy to do something a bit more mundane. Namely, some engine theory.
Previously, there had been a project to upgrade some of the mobile suits using engines from the X-Wings. The project had to be abandoned, however, due to that pesky thing called the laws of physics. The mobile suits, on average, had more than 70x the mass of an X-Wing. Moving the engine from an X-Wing to a mobile suit was a lot like taking the engine out of a suped up hot rod and putting it in a tractor trailer that was hauling 35 tons up a hill; you can't do that and still expect to go from 0-60 in under six seconds.
Not without causing the engine to explode, at any rate.
However, as Lex realized with a burst of scientific inspiration, there were ways to adapt some of the deign ideas and philosophies from the X-Wing's engines to that of a Mobile Suit's. If his design worked, the would be a marked improvements in speed and thrust. (Of course, by his estimation, there wasn't anything on this ship that couldn't be improved by him, but that's neither here nor there.)
Which is why he was in Special Weapons today, having taken over a good sized chunk of the common area. There were engine schematics spread out all over the place, and a couple of transparent dry erase boards that had a number of equations scrawled all over them. Yes, Lex was a man with access to cutting edge tech, but having his work spread out as such gave a sense of the big picture that a computer could not. Though he did use a computer to verify his numbers.
Yet, judging by the way he was staring his pile of papers, his face a mask of concentration, some of those numbers just weren't adding up quite right.
"There's something I'm missing here," he muttered to himself, scanning over the work to try and see how he could pull it all together.
Today, however, he broke away from whatever had been keeping him busy to do something a bit more mundane. Namely, some engine theory.
Previously, there had been a project to upgrade some of the mobile suits using engines from the X-Wings. The project had to be abandoned, however, due to that pesky thing called the laws of physics. The mobile suits, on average, had more than 70x the mass of an X-Wing. Moving the engine from an X-Wing to a mobile suit was a lot like taking the engine out of a suped up hot rod and putting it in a tractor trailer that was hauling 35 tons up a hill; you can't do that and still expect to go from 0-60 in under six seconds.
Not without causing the engine to explode, at any rate.
However, as Lex realized with a burst of scientific inspiration, there were ways to adapt some of the deign ideas and philosophies from the X-Wing's engines to that of a Mobile Suit's. If his design worked, the would be a marked improvements in speed and thrust. (Of course, by his estimation, there wasn't anything on this ship that couldn't be improved by him, but that's neither here nor there.)
Which is why he was in Special Weapons today, having taken over a good sized chunk of the common area. There were engine schematics spread out all over the place, and a couple of transparent dry erase boards that had a number of equations scrawled all over them. Yes, Lex was a man with access to cutting edge tech, but having his work spread out as such gave a sense of the big picture that a computer could not. Though he did use a computer to verify his numbers.
Yet, judging by the way he was staring his pile of papers, his face a mask of concentration, some of those numbers just weren't adding up quite right.
"There's something I'm missing here," he muttered to himself, scanning over the work to try and see how he could pull it all together.