Katt sat down on the metal stool that served as her chair for the work bench that she had decided to use as her desk. On top of it was a small engine like what one would find on a motorcycle or moped. The classroom was far different from a normal class and was more like that of a small shop like the one she used to work in. Instead of desks there were work benches in the class. Unfortunately the class was understocked on a lot of things for her class so she had to end up making a request for more supplies. If nothing else they had these and she could go over some basic mechanical principals. This class was supposed to teach students how to fix their weapons in case they broke or for the more inclined it could teach them how to design new weapons.
Taking a look on the wall she noticed that it was almost time for her class. Without any major materials this lesson wouldn't be very hands on. Well hopefully a few of the students would have their weapons on them and she could at least try to work with them as best as she could even if she didn't have anything they could actually dismantle, well she could demonstrate on her own revolver if necessary. With a small sigh Katt st odd up and picked up the small engine before moving off to the side of the room and setting it on the floor almost loosing her balance in the process. Narrowly avoiding falling on her rear end she stood up again and looked down at her peg leg prosthetic. “Mæks me wonder how many o these students gonna be callin' me a pirate?”
Taking a look on the wall she noticed that it was almost time for her class. Without any major materials this lesson wouldn't be very hands on. Well hopefully a few of the students would have their weapons on them and she could at least try to work with them as best as she could even if she didn't have anything they could actually dismantle, well she could demonstrate on her own revolver if necessary. With a small sigh Katt st odd up and picked up the small engine before moving off to the side of the room and setting it on the floor almost loosing her balance in the process. Narrowly avoiding falling on her rear end she stood up again and looked down at her peg leg prosthetic. “Mæks me wonder how many o these students gonna be callin' me a pirate?”