Title: Caged Red
Location: Maxwell Ranch
Synopsis: Hmm, lots of dangerous equipment around base. That and munitions for jets… time to build a few cages, to keep them locked up in
Can anyone guess where Heather is? If you said under 'the hood' of 570, you would be... wrong. She is actually working on her Harrier. Curses might lead you to believe that yet another system is breaking down. Heather is currently kicking the side of the Engine, "Damned, stupid thrusters."
Elizabeth Maxwell slips into the barn, glancing around a little, walking to the Harrier as she hears the voice, and trying to peek into it. "Troubles?"
Heather O'Leary sighs, "Fuel lines between the Engine and the Thrust Systems seems to be failing somewhere, but there is no leak, no plug, not even a hard spot. So, the problem is either in the Thrusters, the Fuel System, or some totally unrelated system, that somehow connects."
Elizabeth Maxwell winces. "Ouch.... Sounds like it'll take a major strip down to find the issue, then..."
Heather O'Leary nods slightly, "And the Marines said this was in perfect order... I miss babying it for a week, and it decides to breakdown..." She sighs, and climbs out of the Engine Space, and sighs, "Well, I guess I either better get started, or let it go, until the poor thing falls apart.
Elizabeth Maxwell cringes a little bit and shakes her head. "Wonder how much redesigning the basic design could withstand... It'd be a long term project, but..."
Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Depends... I'm not putting any Visitor Technology into it... Except I have been considering removing the Vulcan Cannon, and installing a set Of Lasers.... But over all,. I want to keep her flying on good old Human Technology..."
Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and shakes her head. "I didn't mean installing anything like that in it. I was thinking more about looking it over and trying to figure out ways to make it a little less prone to breaking down just because you weren't babysitting it."
Heather O'Leary shakes her head slightly, "It is the Technology included in the thing dear... Without some breakthroughs in Thrust Designs, the System itself is prone to breakdowns if not worked on Daily." She shrugs, "What I'm going to try first, is flushing the Av-Gas from the Fuel system, running through some Cleanser, and cleaning the thing out completely, than refilling the system with Av-Gas. Might do the trick... I haven't fired the system up in a week or so, so it likely just needs some minor stuff... Although, if the Fuel System flush fails, it'll be time to take the whole system apart, and look for seal failures, and overall breakdowns..."
Elizabeth Maxwell ughs and shakes her head. "I'll help with that if I can. That's a major project... probably will need to go visit the Russian black market before we're done, as well..."
Heather O'Leary nods, "Yeah... Out of Spare Missiles and Vulcan Cannon Rounds. Just have what she is carrying... Which is why I said to get 15 Sheets of that Locker Material... I need a Ammo Dump locker, for Missile Pallets and Crates of the Vulcan Cannon Rounds... and I don't want anyone Playing with it."
Elizabeth Maxwell erms and nods a little bit. "Yeah... someone playing with that could be rather bad. Always nice to have more explosives laying around..." She smiles a little then, to indicate she's teasing.
Heather O'Leary smirks, "Well, someone moved the Visitor Welding tool, I see... And some of the tools as well." She shrugs, "I assume you gave someone the access code to the Skyfighter, or you did it yourself..." She didn't look at 570 yet, so can't comment on how the Laser Cannon Barrels were installed, just yet.
Heather O'Leary nods, "What did they need the welder for than? If they were just doing Diagrams, they wouldn't need the welder... You didn't let them take that thing apart, did you?" She knows how Pyotr likes to take things apart, to see how they work...
Elizabeth Maxwell shakes her head. "I'm not sure... I don't think they took it apart, I wasn't watching the entire time. They were up late into the night..."
Heather O'Leary nods slightly, "If they took it apart, I'll take them apart. It is the only one we have, and you never know when we might need it again." She sighs softly, and shakes her head, "I'm probably worrying over nothing, but... I wish I knew why they wanted the welder..."
Elizabeth Maxwell shakes her head a little bit. "I don't think they were taking the welder apart, no. I warned them that it was the only one we have."
Heather O'Leary nods, and than shrugs, "I guess I could go look at the Sky Fighter... see if any actual work got done..."
Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little bit. "I should have checked that, yeah. I was trying to do a little more inventory on the stuff from the raid, last night, and making sure of what we have and don't have, currently."
Heather O'Leary nods and moves over to the Skyfighter in question. She glances under the hood, and frowns, "What the hell? Why did they weld the Laser Cannon Barrels in place??"
Elizabeth Maxwell blinks a little bit, glancing over. "They did? I have no idea..."
Heather O'Leary sighs, "The girl saw me unbolt them...." She says softly, "All right, remind me to not let anyone work on the Skyfighters unless you or I are supervising... I'm afraid of what that welding to the frame might have done to the Barrels..."
Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little bit and nods. "Yeah... no clue what it might have done. I'll watch next time..."
Heather O'Leary fiddles under the hood, and frowns, "Might be some irregularities inside the barrel... the weld is rather.. deep. We might have to remove it, and do it the right way... plus, since the laser cannons are supposed to move in the housing a bit... I know we will have to remove these, and put a new set on." Either that, or just remove the whole front end, put a new one on, and leave the old where a certain Gun Bunny can find it, and wonder why the hell it has been removed, but that is the vindictive part of Heather talking.
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and nods. "From the looks of it, yes." She sighs a little, looking it over. "If the beam can be fine tuned, it might be possible to cut the welds off, carefully, so they're able to move again. Shouldn't need a whole new front end..."
Heather O'Leary shakes her head, "As long as the bolt holes are still there for the Lasers, everything will be fine. This set of Barrels might need replaced, but I did see that we had some from the raid..." She pauses, "Where is the Welder now?"
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms. "Should be put away, I told em to put it back where they found it..." she walks over to the fighter, unlocking it, and getting the tool out. "Here..."
Heather O'Leary nods slightly, "Want to use it to cut these barrels off?" Luckily, there is no real need for goggles, and if Alexis and Pyotr had waited, she could have told em that.
Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little, adjusting the beam for its finest setting, and checking where to make the cut. "Okay..."
Heather O'Leary points to the welds, "Remove the welds, but not any of the Actual Armor of the Laser Housing...
Elizabeth Maxwell nods, adjusting her cutting angle, trying to very carefully cut the welds off, with the torch. "Right..."
Heather O'Leary just watches for right now, smiling. She thinks that the more she shows Elizabeth, the better. She has been feeling very mortal lately, with all the injuries. Better if Liz is ready to take over all the things she does, if something should happen.
ATTRIBUTE CHECK: NAME: Elizabeth Maxwell ATTRIBUTE: Technical SUCCESS
Elizabeth Maxwell keeps trying to cut, stopping when she's sure she's around. "there..."
ATTRIBUTE CHECK: NAME: Heather O'Leary ATTRIBUTE: Strength (Hard) FAILED
Heather O'Leary tries to pull the Laser barrel free, and is unable to lift it. Instead, it drops to the floor, with a LOUD Bang-Crash. "Fuck!" comes from the Marine/Grease-Monkey's mouth.
Elizabeth Maxwell jumps, nearly dropping the tool, and rushes over to Heather, setting it down in favor of trying to help her up. "honey? You all right?"
Heather O'Leary nods slightly, "Just dropped the damned thing... Missed my feet though, so it's OK... Wanna get the other barrel free, and I'll check the housing itself after wards?"
Elizabeth Maxwell hugs tightly and nods, kissing gently. "Okay honey..." She hugs very tightly again, then slips back up, picking the tool up again. "Only this time, wait long enough to let me help with it?"
Heather O'Leary shrugs, "I have to hold it in place no matter what...." She winks. She holds the other Laser barrel, waiting for Liz to cut it.
Elizabeth Maxwell sighs and shakes her head, rolling her eyes, and starting to work on the other cut, now, watching her work very carefully as she tries to cut the weld out and not damage the barrel or the armor.
Heather O'Leary watches the cutting, and as soon as it is finished, she holds the barrel in place, so that Liz can set the welder down, and help her get the barrel to the ground.
Elizabeth Maxwell sets the tool down quickly, and gets back up, grabbing the other end of the barrel. "Okay... I've got it..."
Heather O'Leary sets her end down, and looks at it. "Yeah... New Barrels." She stands up and looks at the Housing, and looks at the Bolt holes carefully, "We might be able to salvage these, but I think the first order of business, is building one of the lockers, and getting the stuff we want to keep safe under a good solid lock.
Elizabeth Maxwell nods, setting it down and frowning, then nodding. "Yeah, probably for the best. The fighter's been waiting well enough, it can wait that much longer at least. Long as we keep the tools away from some people."
Heather O'Leary doesn't say who, but she is thinking that Alexis needs to be kept away from the Tools, yup. She moves to the Squad Ship they took to KC, and starts to unload 5 of the Steel/titanium Cage sheets, and looks for the best place to put them, "Probably should build the Cage near the Maintenance Bay... She points to a corner near the Skyfighter, "That way, we'll have them close to the things we are working on." She starts dragging the sheets over, one at a time.
Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little at Heather, getting one of the locks, and trying to drag one of the sheets over, herself. She sets them down then, to go back for another sheet.
Heather O'Leary looks at the sheet, and nods, "Yeah, 5 total... 3 for one side, about 9 feet long, and 6 Wide... Should be plenty of Storage space, all in all." She moves back, and drags another sheet over.
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and nods. "We going to bolt it to the floor? Or the wall?"
Heather O'Leary shakes her head, "I'm going to make it even more secure than that. With the New Welder, we can actually heat the concrete up, and make it so we can have the Bottom of the sheet installed in the concrete. With that, we'll have a very secure cage, that will be hard to get into..."
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms and nods a little at that. "Sounds like a plan, then...." She wraps her arms around Heather happily, and kisses.
Heather O'Leary smiles, "Still thinking on how to do the door though..."
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms and nods a little bit. "Could probably fix the front panel into being the door..."
After all the 5 sheets required are brought over, Heather looks thoughtful, "I was figuring on one of them being the door, just... well, do we cut it, add hinges made of the same material, and hope for the best? Or install it as a sliding door, with some kind of runners to keep it in place? I think that might be best, all in all..."
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms and nods. "I suppose that's a problem, yeah..." She looks it over a little bit and considers it.
Heather O'Leary nods, "Might need to run to a hardware store...." Heather sighs, remembering they don't have a truck anymore to carry the stuff in... "Got to get myself a new truck too... Wonder if I should go get a new one, or find another used one." While she is talking, she is checking the panels for height, and by some form of luck, they only have to cut 3 inches off for the floor to ceiling coverage she wants.
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms and nods, shrugging a little bit. "Yeah... We still have the jeep, if we pull the weapon, or fold it down and tarp it..."
Heather O'Leary nods, "But the jeep won't hold a lot, no matter how you look at it..." She sighs, "I'll figure something out... at least if we run for some kind of hinge, or slide for the door, it will be small enough not to need the bed of a truck or anything..." She smiles, "Want to help me, later, pick out a Truck? It'll need to be big enough to get customized though... Some kind of Anti-Skyfighter thing, just in case."
Elizabeth Maxwell nods and shrugs. "Still, it'll get us into town to pick a truck out. And sure..." She smiles and snuggles.
Heather O'Leary smiles, "Let's get this cage built first... " She hefts one of the cage panels, into place, after using the Laser-welder to cut it nice and even for being buried in the concrete one inch, to go to the ceiling. "Here, Hold this in place, while I melt the concrete a bit..."
Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little and smiles, stepping over and holding it, trying to stay out of the way of the concrete melting. "Just try not to hit my toes with the welder..." She grins a little bit.
Heather O'Leary chuckles, while firing up the new toy, "of course not... than I wouldn't be able to chew on them..." She sets the end of the welder against the concrete, and lets it fire up to Max. She makes a straight line, about three inches wide, of melted concrete. Long enough for two panels to be placed up. She turns the welder off, and helps Liz get the panel in place. "OK, Hold this, while I get the next Panel up...." She moves over, and gets the other panel in place, moving it so it is nice and straight compared to the first. "We'll hold it for a couple of minutes, and than the concrete should have hardened enough that we can just weld the two panels together, for a more secure fit...." She looks up, "We might want to find a way to secure the panel's to the ceiling, and to the wall... a Weld along the wall should suffice, but the ceiling is going to require something else..."
Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and rolls her eyes, watching the welding, and nodding. She holds the panel up, watching the panel and hmming. "Okay..." She glances down a little. "Yeah... hmm. Long as it's high enough, I doubt anyone will go through the trouble of going up on the ceiling to get it..."
Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Probably not... but... I'll feel better if there was no real way in... If they wanted, they could climb to the top, and well... be able to sneak through, get the welder, or something else, and wreck havoc. I want to make sure these things are damned secure... We have some trouble makers here on the Ranch..." And she doesn't even mean Alex now, thinking of one Patrick Campbell, Jason Briggs, and a few others.
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms and nods a little bit. "Yeah, suppose so. We'll have to figure out something when we get to that point..." She glances up. "If a panel were welded to the bottom, and we welded a bracket onto the top of it, then bolted it to the ceiling inside, that should keep people out..."
Heather O'Leary nods, "That should work..."
After a few minutes, the concrete has sealed back up, and the panels are secure. Heather releases the panel she is holding, and moves to fire up the welder. A Much lower setting this time is used, and she welds the two panels together, at least, as high as she can reach.
Elizabeth Maxwell watches the welding work, smiling a little bit. Then she slips off for a few moments, looking for a ladder.
Heather O'Leary is able to reach a whole 8 feet from the ground with the welder... She shrugs, not even half way. She looks around for Liz, "Now where did she run off to?" She shrugs, and moves to do the wall weld. She is glad they used metal walls. She turns the welder to the lowest setting, so she doesn't cut through the walls, and begins that weld too.
Elizabeth Maxwell walks back to the work, soon enough, with a long enough ladder to reach 20 feet. "I'm right here... sorry..."
Heather O'Leary chuckles, and says, "No worries Love... You just disappeared, and I didn't see ya go." She helps with the ladder, than starts to climb it, "Unless you'd rather do this welding, while I get the next set of panels checked and ready?"
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little, taking the welder and nodding. "Suppose that'd make it go faster, yes?"
Heather O'Leary nods, "Level 2 for the two panels... Level 1 for the Weld on the wall...." She moves to the panels, and looks them over. She checks them for height, and nods, just the extra three inches, nothing major.
Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little, adjusting the welder quickly, and climbing up the ladder, welding the corner of the panels first. She doesn't look down terribly much, just keeps welding up to the top of the panels, climbing down then, and moving the ladder for the wall.
Heather O'Leary watches Liz out of the corner of her eye, while checking the panels for problems. Nothing seems wrong, which is good. She moves one to the spot it will be needed to cover the last of the 3 panel wide part of the cage. She moves the remaining two sections to the two panel wide spot, and looks at the developing Cage.
Elizabeth Maxwell smiles over at Heather, climbing back up the ladder once she has it moved, and adjusting the welder again to weld to the wall. She keeps welding, the same as before, stopping once in a while to check and make sure it's welded properly.
Heather O'Leary rubs her eyes, which are a little red today. Residuals from the venom to the face. She sighs, "Well, now that we have that done, we should check the strength of the weld... hate to have it 'pop' if it got climbed on or something. She starts to climb the 'wall' of the cage, and shakes it a little. "Good welds.... We can get these other two panels up real fast, than work the bars across the top..."
Elizabeth Maxwell watches the eye rubbing and frowns slightly, then looks up and nods. "Yeah... okay." She bites her lip. "Something wrong with your eyes?"
Heather O'Leary shakes her head slightly, as she slips down from the cage wall. "Not really... Just fighting off the effects of having that venom near them. Should clear up soon... I've taken the Anti-venom.."
Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little and nods. "Well, make sure you're taking enough, please? I don't want anything bad to happen, and when I see that, I start worrying about it again." She hugs gently, as you climb down, putting her head on your shoulder.
Heather O'Leary hugs Liz, briefly, "If I take much more, I'll be swimming in the stuff.... You know my allergy to it..." She shrugs, and moves to get the next panel ready, "Wanna fire the welder up, and melt the concrete?"
Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little bit and nods... "I know..." She nods, and adjusts the welder, kneeling down. "Okay..."
Heather O'Leary has the panel ready to slip into place, as soon as the concrete is all ready.
Elizabeth Maxwell starts melting the line along the floor, watching carefully to make sure it's straight, and not melting the panel any, as she does it. She leans down closely as she works, to keep track of it.
Heather O'Leary watches, smiling. Yes, Liz is getting good at it. One less worry for the morbid Heather.
Elizabeth Maxwell pulls back when the melting is complete, glancing over at Heather a little and raising her eyebrows slightly as she does. "Okay, done..."
Heather O'Leary slips the panel into place, and holds it, "Go ahead and start the weld to the other panels...." She makes sure she holds the panel steady, once it is in place.
Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little bit, starting to weld the other panels together, still glancing up at Heather once in a while, as she works.
Heather O'Leary winks at Liz, when she catches her eye. As Liz works, the concrete sets. By the Time Liz is done with the welding, she is able to let go of the panel completely. "3 down..."
Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles Heather quickly, and kisses softly.
Heather O'Leary lets out a soft sigh, "So, one more panel, and than, we need to figure out how to do the door...."
Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles tightly at the sigh, raising her eyebrows. "Is something wrong, honey? You seem a little down for some reason..."
Heather O'Leary shrugs, slightly, "Just feel like something bad is going to happen... Not counting the raid on the ranch, I have been wounded, pretty badly, in the last set of actions... El Paso, the Consulate... San Diego... Just seems like I am getting hit a lot, and I am not sure if I am slowing down, or it is just bad luck."
Elizabeth Maxwell snuggles a little bit. "Bad luck, I'm guessing. It isn't like I haven't gotten shot up once or twice as well..." She kisses your forehead. "Besides, that's why I come along to keep you safe."
Heather O'Leary chuckles softly, albeit, slightly forced, "I thought I came along to keep *you* safe?"
Elizabeth Maxwell hugs and strokes hair softly, leaning head on your shoulder again. "That was when I hadn't seen much combat though. I've seen a lot more now, and worry about you. Have ever since San Diego."
Heather O'Leary says softly, "You went down in San Diego to, Love..."
Elizabeth Maxwell sighs a little and looks down, hugging tightly. "I know... still, if you keep thinking something bad is going to happen, it could affect you into making it happen. It's just a bad streak, it'll get better."
Heather O'Leary nods slightly, "We'll see..." She looks at the fourth panel, and arches her eyebrow? She'd much rather work, than think at the moment.
Elizabeth Maxwell hugs tightly for another moment, and kisses your chin, before slipping back to deal with the fourth panel, noticing the glance.
Heather O'Leary slips the panel into place, waiting for Liz to heat the concrete. She holds it at a 90 Degree angle to the wall that has been built so far, "After this, it is the door...."
Elizabeth Maxwell starts working on the concrete, nodding at the comment. "All right..." She works on the line of concrete, trying to concentrate on it, while still worrying about Heather now. She steps back when she finishes, and nods. "There..."
Heather O'Leary slips the panel into place, and holds it for Liz to weld it to the other panel.
Elizabeth Maxwell resets the welder, and starts working on the panel, trying to get it accurate quickly, then turning it off and setting it down, wrapping her arms back around Heather again.
Heather O'Leary looks at the paneling that is left, and at the 'doorway' opening, while returning the hug, "So... We could do a swinging door, or a sliding Door... Not sure which way is better, all in all... maybe the Sliding, for stability?"
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and shrugs. "A sliding door is only as stable as how far it's allowed to slide. If it's allowed to slide open too far, it isn't entirely stable either."
Heather O'Leary shrugs, "We need the full opening for removing stuff... I don't know of a better way to get the mix of stability and opening, without some really heavy duty Hinges... These things weight a good hundred pounds, so to prevent them from not dragging on the floor, the Hinges would require strength... With a Sliding door, we could forgo the heavy hinges, and have some heavy duty tracks put in, to keep the thing from being unstable... Weld the Tracks to the Panel, and than, place the bottom slid in the concrete... Bolt the top track to the Ceiling, lithium Grease the Tracks, to let the Panel slide.... About as stable as you can get, I think... Either than, or we make it a Half Sliding Door, about the top half just welded in place, and than, have the tracks on the bottom half of the door... That is probably best... We shouldn't need a full 20 foot opening."
Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little bit. "True enough.... No, we shouldn't." She looks it up and down. "We still need to go get the equipment for it, anyway..." She hugs tightly, and strokes your hair again. "So, where are we off to, for that?"
Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Well, first off, I want to hang the top part of the panel... get it mostly done, than we can finish fast when we get back. We have enough for two more cages, so I guess get enough track for three doors... One more in the Hangar, for the Harrier Munitions, and... one in the Basement to get the weapons more secure?"
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms and nods a little bit. "All right. Keeping all the big stuff safe is definitely a good thing, at least. I was wondering if we shouldn't have a rack or such just inside building doors, for things like the landing in the yard. Or when that trooper walked right up to the front gate. It doesn't happen often, but..."
Heather O'Leary nods, "Well, most of us carry at least one weapon around, all the time..." She pats the new, holstered Desert Eagle on her belt, "And if any kids ever come around... I'd rather not have to try and move the weapons after that... I know some people that might be joining, with kids..." She smiles. She likes kids, from Babies to 10 or so. After that, they get to be too much like their parents.
Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little bit at that, then pauses a little. "If they're staying up here, that's another concern, we're not really set up very well for having little kids around..."
Heather O'Leary nods, "Especially in the basement... Which is why I was thinking of an Armory..."
Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little bit at that. "Yeah. Definitely for the best, then. Need to keep all the tools and everything else completely out of sight, I suppose. And childproof the basement and kitchen better overall. Or simply put a gate on the basement doors, if they aren't staying there..."
Heather O'Leary shrugs, "Might be best if they do stay in the basement... I'd hate to see a 5 year old trying to climb that ladder..." As she speaks, she cuts the panel in half with the welder. Than she looks at the opening. She moves the ladder over, so that she can sit near the top, holding the panel in place, while Liz Welds it. She climbs the ladder, carefully carrying the panel. "O.K. Baby, Weld it." She holds the panel in place, her arm muscles tightening visibly. "Just don't go to slow... but don't rush it, or the weld might not hold..."
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms and nods. "Yeah, that's true..." She starts welding very carefully, watching it closely and trying to go very slow with it.
Heather O'Leary watches Liz, holding the Panel in place. This is heavy, with no Concrete to hold it in place.
Elizabeth Maxwell finishes the weld, then looks over. "It set right?"
Heather O'Leary slowly releases her tight hold, and the panel stays in place, "Yeah..." She holds the panel again, "Go ahead and get the wall side though, to keep the pressure off the weld....."
Elizabeth Maxwell nods, welding up the wall side, and checking it over, quickly. "Okay.... that should get it..."
Heather O'Leary nods and releases the panel. She climbs down the Ladder, "Good... Good... Now to go get the stuff for the Door, times 3, and we can finish this one up." She looks at the cage, and than looks thoughtful, "Do we want the Gun Lock up in the Basement? Or should we move it out here?" Or there is always the option she hasn't mentioned, building yet another building...
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms and nods. "Or put it in a separate spot. Could get one of those little prefab sheds and put it up, if we wanted them in a separate building..."
Heather O'Leary nods, "We could... I'd insist on an AC unit for it though, to keep the ammo from getting hot enough to explode, or the Explosives... That would level at least the building, if not any building it is set close to..." Not to mention, being deadly to anyone working in, or near that building. "We could also, dig out a place for it, and use concrete to shore up the sides, and let the dark and the ground keep it cooled. There are a few different options."
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms a little and nods. "Well, if we built it close enough to the barn, we could pipe air conditioning in from there."
Heather O'Leary nods, "Something like that..."
Elizabeth Maxwell nods a little, and looks up at her work, climbing down and glancing around the barn then.
There, in the corner, is Heather and Elizabeth, and damn, they must have been busy. Where there was an empty corner, now stands 90% of a Titanium and Steel Alloy Cage. Only lacking a 3 foot by 10 foot section, where a door is going to be put. From one wall, it goes out 9 feet, and 20 feet High. From another, the 3X10 section that is the door, is not in, above that is another 3X10 section, for the door to be anchored to, and another 3X20 Section, closing off the area.
Ryan Rivers just blinks a few times. Looking to where the two girls work, Ryan offers what is likely the BEST thing to say in times like this. "What the hell are you two doing?"
Heather O'Leary glances over at Ryan, and smiles, "Well, we have some tools, and such, that should not be played with. We are making a cage to keep them in, and others out..." She smiles, "BUT, before you say anything else... I.. I have something for you..." She moves over to a Skyfighter, whose hatch is open...
Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little, watching Heather, then glancing over to Ryan.
Heather O'Leary grabs something and brings a box over to Ryan. It is kinda heavy, and since there is two boxes of .50 Caliber Teflon Coated Bullets on top of the box, one might guess it is a gun. A Magnum Desert Eagle M-XIX Pistol, to be exact. If one opens it, they can see that the gun is flashy, but not unlike a couple other of the same kind on the LAPD
"A cage.... What sort of tools are they? Bears?" Ryan offers with some amount of uncertainty. After all, most people just have a gun safe. Either way, he just follows after Heather, figuring it has to be big if it's in a Skyfighter. But it is rather small... Well, small when compared to most weapons. But for a handgun? Either way, Ryan just takes the gun, looking at it for a bit. "Holy crap... This is what I think it is? A Desert Eagle Custom it looks like... And Teflon Bullets? You know how illegal these are? I should arrest you like right now. Both of you. With cuffs. But well..." Ryan moves over to Heather, to give her a hug, giving her a grin. A manly one, which means with one arm, with the hand put in a tight fist. "...I'll let you off with a hug. This time."
Heather O'Leary chuckles, "Well, considering the Teflon Bullets is *all* that cuts through Visitor Armor...." *oof* she is hugged, "I hope you like it..." She winks, "I hate to give an run, but If I want to get to the Hardware store for the tracks, I have to run now." She returns the hug, with the feminine version, both arms, and with a kiss to the cheek. "Use it to kill Lizards." She turns for the car she has been borrowing, since hers was blown into small pieces, a couple of which, might still be in her leg, if Angel missed any.