trans_9 | Screw the height restrictions

Allenby hated the Sensoriums, a fact she was willing to make known to all and sundry whenever the topic came up. They gave her the absolute creeps... one of the benefits of being ejected from Starfighter Command was that she didn't have to show up for PT in the hated chambers every morning. If she had to go in there for any reason, she could yell at Stacy for as long as she wanted before getting on with it.

Besides, why did anyone need Sensoriums for training on foot when there were so many great places in the City for it? Hell, there was everything from the Great Wall of China to a whole amusement park! And it was easy to get around the little helmeted robots that ran the place to shut down the rides. The roller coaster, for instance, made a great running track, and was damn fun to ride when she wanted a break.

So for much of the 'day' Allenby could be found either running along the rollercoaster track and doing various martial arts moves in mid-air, actually riding a ride, or sitting on one of the benches glowering (because she always made sure to spend at least half an hour a day thinking hostile thoughts at Stacy).

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Allenby rolled her eyes. "Uh-huh. That doesn't look like maintenance," she said, walking over and inspecting the work he'd done so far on it. "Come on, what are you gonna do with a big wooden horse?" She was about equal parts incredulous and curious at the behavior.

"What am I not going to do with a big metal horse? It's metal, by the way, and hollow. It's just the head, neck and saddle that are wood." Howard looks at Allenby like she's either crazy or dumb. "I could make a rocking horse. I could melt it into slag. I could turn it into a holiday art installment or put it on the prow of a ship. I could make it a scarecrow. I could use it to smuggle food aboard the ship. I could turn it into a bed for my cat. Seriously, don't be so unimaginative."

"You could try ridin' it like it was designed for..." said Allenby, but she was looking more thoughtful. "But melting it would just be a waste."

She nudged it with her foot. "I wonder if you could make it like an actual horse? You know, a robot horse."

"There's ten other horses to do that with, so why?" He tilts his head at the horse, trying to subtly nudge Allenby away from touching his prize. "I don't know. Maybe. I think given enough time and instructions I can make just about anything."

Okay okay, Howard didn't want her messing with it. But Allenby was really liking the the robot horse idea. "So you just... collect it in case you're gonna use it later?" she said, rubbing the back of her head. "Huh."

"Yeah." Howard says this as if it is the single most obvious use for every object in the universe ever, and then some. "I mean, it's not like it belongs to anyone, and even if it did it's their fault for not watching their property."

Allenby crossed her arms and leaned back against one of the still-attached horses. "So you're okay with just stealin' stuff if you don't think the owner's got a better use for it?" But her voice got a bit less indignant as she went on, remembering that one of the Shuffle Alliance was an unrepentant space pirate.

"...Yeah, pretty much." I mean, duh, Allenby. Howard gives Allenby a rather unrepentant look. "Are you here to stop me, officer?"

"Only if you try to take all of 'em." She clasped her hands behind her head. "I gotta have somethin' left to ride on when I'm done training here, after all."

She supposed that an amusement park on a spaceship full of supposed-to-be-warriors from wrecked universes might seem useless to some people, but it sure wasn't to her.

"I only want one of them." So it's totally okay for him to steal it. Obviously. "Wait, you train here? What, do you shadowbox in the funhouse and do pull-ups on the roller coaster safety bars?"

"Yup!" Although Allenby was grinning, it wasn't the kind of grin that was oblivious to Howard's sarcasm. "I use the roller coaster as a runnin' track, too, and the drop tower's always a fun climb."

"You climb that thing?" Howard blanches just a little. "Can't you get the same workout doing something not so stupid and dangerous?"

Allenby bristled. "Hey, it ain't stupid! And it's not that dangerous either!" She glanced up at the drop tower. All right, so it was probably intimidating to people ~~subject to the laws of physics~~ who weren't used to Gundam Fighters like her. "Honestly, anyone who pilots a Gundam on my Earth doesn't see that as any different from climbin' a rock wall or something. Anyway, the view from the top is great!"

"Um. When you climb a rock wall, you're strapped into a rope system." Howard says this as if he's explaining to Allenby that water is wet and ice is cold. There's 'duh' just dripping off of every letter in that sentence.

Screw the height restrictions

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