May 31st, 2552 Science
Guinea Pig/ Part-time mechanic/Canary in search of a coal mine, Kat James Reporting
Day 5 I can see why Fipps loves taking things apart and seeing how they work – you learn about what makes them tick and nobody gets hurt, usually. I have to admit, he’s good at it. Which only makes me feel marginally better about my part in the process. The part where he puts me in the cockpit and points me in the direction he wants me to go and I let him.
But no matter how you look at it, his way is a hell of a lot safer.
My part involves a healthy dose of adrenaline, some swearing, and a lot of wondering what the hell I was thinking, followed by a lot of being hours of being observed for side effects.
Not that Fipps is the one watching – no, he’s physics he’s the stuff that crunches, I’m the thing that makes them crunch and then bio studies me to see what happens after my death-defying feats of being pointed at theoretical walls and being told – you can go through that and believe it. enough to do just that.
The problem is, as long as he right- I’ll keep doing it, ’cause it’s a lot of fun turning the world as we know it on its ear… and when he gets it wrong– I’ll never know.