Rotem is sitting in the middle of the large pile of junk, a now dismantled lamp is at his side, peices of it being pulled to a wooden plank and nailed on. He seems to be attaching the socket for the lightbulb to the wood. The whole thing is then wrapped with electrical tape, and wiring attached to the two contacts.

Yi walks in with a smile hovering about her features, looking freshly showered and carrying two bags with the distinct wafting scent of Chinese food swirling around her once more. The nailing garners her attention as she heads down the center aisle to look at what Rotem is doing.

Rotem doesn't look up, not even towards the smell of food. Yi will probably find this odd for Eats-Everything.

Rotem continues wrapping the electrical tape, making sure to leave no exposed wiring.

Yi slips down the closest row of pews, and makes for the sound of tape being taken off the roll and stuck. "Coming along well?" she asks, after watching quietly for a little bit.

Rotem nods softly, not speaking, he motions Yi over towards him, holding out two wires.

Setting down the bags beside her, Yi stoops down and looks at the two wires. Her eye travels down the rest of the contraption. "Ok?"

Rotem attaches a small nine volt battery to the other end. "Ok, now put the two wires on your tongue." he instructs, sounding totally serious. "Tell me if you stop feeling that tingly feeling."

"What?" Yi looks at him blankly, but there's enough sense in her not to deliberately try and shock herself.

Rotem repeats himself, "Put the wires on your tongue. You'll feel a tingle. Let me know if you stop feeling it." he sighs, "I need to test a connection, and guess what? You're the voltmeter."

Yi gives Rotem another eye, and instead straightens up and shuffles around one of the bags she set down. Out of it she draws a bottle of water, most likely one refilled and refilled often, and moves away for a moment to drip some water onto her fingers. Then, she closes the cap, and moves back, hand dripping. "Here."

Rotem rolls his eyes. "Fine. I'll do it. Chicken." he shakes his head, placing the wires in his mouth and holding it shut, he humms as he works, finishing up the base of this unit and making sure nothing shorts out. Finnally he removes the wires from his mouth, closes them about one another, and tapes them to the wood. He looks back to Yi. "Was that so hard?" he sighs.

"You tell me," the Canto-Gnawer says as she wipes her hand on her jeans. "You want a lunch break?" Her head turns to regard the food she brought for a moment, then back to the cub. She did notice the lack of enthusiasm for food.

Rotem shakes his head softly. "Just finished off lamb chops, fettuchini alfredo, and two lobsters."

Yi arches an eyebrow, and shrugs before opening up one of the bags to draw out a carton of eggrolls and begins munching on one. She swallows before speaking again, "So, how's it work?" Her free hand motions with a small wave to the lights and batteries.

Rotem shakes his head softly. "It doesn't. Yet." he chuckles. "I got a lot of soldering to do on the arrays. But now that I got money I might get them pre built, if I can afford it." he shrugs softly. "Right now I could run it with regular lightbulbs, but the banes would break those." he glances over to Yi. "I need more tape."

Looking the lightmachine over again, Yi chews thoughtfully. Then, she asks the cub, "Where'd you get the money? Kaz gave some to you?" Rotem looks up, shakes his head and looks down. "People. Places." he doesn't specify anymore, looking back down, then placing the first finished unit aside.

"Just don't go around robbing banks," Yi notes before finishing the first eggroll and taking out a second. "You've got one set almost done, but how do you plan on lighting the whole sewer system?"

Rotem pats the wooden log softly, smilling. "These babies will be strong. You'll see. They will cover a nice long area each." he nods again, "Yup. I'll have fifteen of these in the first order. And I'm going to use the left over parts to make a few portable ones. Like flashlights.

The nomoon looks it over, thinking about how it works. "How long will they last?"

Rotem chuckles, turning away from his brainchild and looking to Yi, "Well, will ten be enough?" he smirks softly, not mentioning a unit of measure, letting Yi guess.

"For lighting up around Harbor Park, I think so," Yi replies in her own interpretation of his words after swallowing half the eggroll. Then she pauses. "Ten what?"

Rotem grins softly, looking to Yi, "Years. The arrays are garunteed for ten years of use. Nonstop."

Yi's eyebrows raise, impressed. "Ten /years/?" At first, she looks dubious. Then again, she has no idea what an array is. All she knows are batteries, lights, and some wiring. "And what is to protect the lights from getting destroyed like the previous ones?"

Rotem pages to the room: And array is a piece of plastic. LoL, it is not what is doing the lighting. But Yi wouldn't know that.

Rotem tosses a small LED to Yi, fished out of his pocket. "Break it." he says simply, watching her. "Heck, try to break it in crinos if you like."

Rotem pages to the room: I tried to see the inside of one, I hit it with a hammer for ten minutes before giving up. It didn't even crack.

You paged the room with 'LED is a light, right?'.

Rotem pages to the room: Light Emmiting Diode. It is a semiconductive metal that releases radiation of various fequency depending on the material chosen.

Rotem pages to the room: Also, it only allows current to pass in one direction.

Yi catches the LED with her free hand, looking it over as she finishes the second eggroll. First, bending. Nope. Then, banging on the wood, softly at first, then harder and harder. That doesn't work. She lays the item on the ground, and picks up the hammer from before. She strikes hard enough to create sparks from concrete floor and hammer, but nothing to the LED. "Hm." With that, she hands the the hammer and LED back to Rotem. "What keeps the bane from just covering it with goo? We know the slime hardens with strong light contact, but if it launched enough slime at the lights, it could cover it."

Rotem pages to the room: Here is a 96 LED array. What the finished product will look like.

Rotem pages to the room: http://www.datasheets.led.net/Pages/beaconled_safetywarning_light/21b.htm

Rotem shrugs softly. "The plastic case that the array is going in?" he snickers. "We can just clean off the case, or replace it. The array should be fine."

Rotem pages to the room: That is the good thing about Diodes, unlike a lightbulb, if the 'casing' breaks, the LED's dont burn out. Unlike the filiment of a lightbulb.

Continuing to look doubtful, Yi gazes over the things some more. "Then cleaning the lights will have to be a patrol job too," she murmurs. "We'll have to see," she says finally, and glances at the cub. "What else do you need, tape...?"

You paged the room with 'How is it powered?'.

Rotem shakes his head, "No, electical tape. Not just tape." he adds, as an afterthought, "Oh, and duct tape too. The rest you can't get."

Rotem pages to the room: That is the beauty. I'm ordering bipolar arrays. I can run them off of 24V DC, or 110V AC. So I can run them off of a few nine volt batteries, or off of the landlines in the sewer after I tap in.

"And is this easy to hook up? You have a light, but with no power it will not run," Yi points out.

You paged the room with 'How did Rotem order these?'.

Rotem pages to the room: They would have them in stock in any descent electronics shop. Although they can be mail ordered as well. But Rotem is going to an Electronics store with his 'sugar daddy' and loading up on what he needs.

Rotem considers, then looks back to Yi, "Nine volt batteries. Lots of them." he hmms, then looks back to Yi, "I'll need at least fourty five of them." he looks to her, "And I can hook it up in under thirty seconds, after I locate the land lines. Or I can run it off of batteries."

Rotem looks over at Yi. "But if /you/ have any /better/ idea's, I'd just /love/ to hear them." Rotem definitely isn't happy about this questioning about his little light marvels that he has put so much work into.

Rotem pages to the room: http://www.industrialtechnology.co.uk/2000/oct/ledtronics.html

Rotem pages to the room: Check that one too, if you like.

Yi is simply asking questions to clarify the operation. Her sense of the cub's sarcasm is ignored, as she glances up. "Fourty Five?" Her eyes go from cub to contraption then back. "What about a car battery?"

Rotem shakes his head. "What would you rather carry, fourty five little nine volt dry cells, or fifteen wet cells? Amittably the wet cell will last longer, but I'm sure as hell not carrying one."

Rotem clarifies for the cliath, "Each one only needs three nine volt batteries. I'm building fifteen units."

Yi nods, obviously she's not as well-knowledged as the enthusiastic cub. "This will make Sepdet-rhya's Umbral efforts a little easier I hope," she says. "How much do you think your supplies will cost?"

Rotem removes several hundred dollar bills from his jeans pocket. "I got it covered." he smirks, looking to Yi, before quickly returning the bills to his pocket.

Yi's brow again raises at the sheer amount of Benjamins in the cub's hand, but doesn't ask where that came from. "Right..well then..." Her tone takes on a careful light, but she stands up and motions towards the door. "Let's go get your 'electrical tape' and things. Sooner this is done, the better," she says, walking for the door of the church. Rotem rises, following after Yi. "Okay, lets go to the electronics supply store too. There is one up on fourth." he moves towards the doors as well. "I can have the first unit ready to test by..." he pauses. "Tonight."

"Great," Yi replies, opening up the door. "Let's go then, Light-Builder."

Elson Commercial District
In the intersection of Fourteenth and Elson, the center of this three-block area of Elson Street, an elementary school's playground sits in the one corner not occupied by small businesses. Fenced in by chain-link fencing with the top tilted in to discourage the schoolchildren climbing out, the playground seems fairly well-cared-for. Down towards Fifteenth, the 19th Police Precinct is located, amidst other small businesses - clothes stores, a small electronics store, and a deli and convenience store frequented by the policemen. Their nearby presence seems to make this area a little less dangerous than others, for there seems little evidence of criminal activity here. Even down towards Thirteenth, with its own small businesses and grocery store, is cleaner and more at ease than some of the surrounding areas only a few blocks south.
Contents:
Rotem
Obvious exits:
Brownstone Police Station North South East

Long distance to the room: Song-Yi points. 'A small electronics store' ?

Rotem pages to the room: Cool.

Rotem pages to the room: I didn't even notice. I just went to the 'commercial district'. :P

Long distance to the room: Song-Yi grins.

Yi meanders her way into the electronics store, heading to the TVs and cameras to idly observe while Rotem goes shopping.

Rotem steps into the Store, Yi in tow. The salesman turns from behind his counter to greet them. Rotem nods in reply and pulls out a battered piece of paper from his pocket, unfolding it and handing it to the salesman. "I need those." he states.

The salesman looks over the list, shrugging softly. "You want these in kits, or prebuilt? and how many?" he asks, looking the boy up and down dubiously.

Rotem hmms, "I'll take fourty prefabs, and ten kits." he looks to the salesman and adds, "I'll also need a soldering iron, solder, twenty rolls of electrical tape, and ten rolls of duct tape."

Song-Yi glances at Rotem, overhearing the order, and then up at the salesman. Certainly that must seem odd, but what kind of harm could there be in LED arrays?

The salesman looks to Rotem, obviously surprised, "What are you planning on doing? It isn't time for cristmas decorating yet, kid." he looks back at the list Rotem handed him. "And I don't even know if we have that many in stock."

Rotem shrugs, "Then give me all the prefabs you have, and the rest in kits." Rotem seems unphased by the salesman. "It is for a school project. Alternative light sources. I'm going to do the whole school. That is why I n-need the twenty five millimeter Edison screw ones."

Song-Yi glances around at the other supplies in the store, and momentarily is hooked on a remote control car.

The salesman seems to nod, it makes sence, somewhat. He turns, dissapearing into the back of the store, a few minutes later he comes back with several boxes, Filling his hands, he places them on the counter and turns to get the next load. After five boxes of LED's, and one box of various types of tape are placed on the counter, a soldering iron, and solder are places beside them. Finnally the salesman moves to the register, ringing up the mammoth order.

Rotem whistles to Yi, "Yo, Blades, come carry some stuff." he calls out to her. He stands next to the register, waiting for the salesman to finish ringing up the order.

the salesman finishes, looking up to Rotem, "That will be six hundred and twelve dollars. And we /dont/ accept checks."

Yi looks up from the car, and moves over to help the cub with the supplies. Her eyes widen slightly at the amount, but she /did/ see a wad of money from Rotem. Somehow, she has this doubting pang hitting her about the salesman's manner.

Rotem pulls several bills from his pocket, calling over to Yi. "Yo, spot me ten bucks?" he asks, six hundred and two dollars in his hand.

Song-Yi glances from salesman to Rotem, and then pulls out a wallet from her jeans pocket, opening it and pulling out a ten dollar bill. She slips the wallet back where it came from and offers the bill to the cub. To the register man, she asks, "Do you have an empty box we can use for carrying the supplies? We want to be careful with our project supplies, 'cause it's very expensive," she says calmly.

The salesman nods softly, "Yeah, sure, because we wouldn't want you dropping those arrays, so fragile and all." he is litterally dripping with sarcasm as he says this, obviously less then happy about having to go and get more boxes. He does this anyway, returning after a few minutes, carrying a large cardboard box. "Here you go."

"Of course not," Yi replies, a little biting wit thrown into her tone, "The boxes they come in are very fragile." With that, she starts loading the supplies into the box.

Rotem doesn't pay the salesman yet, holding the bills just out of reach. "Okay, You got those /new/ nitride based UV LED's yet? The ones that hit the market last month?" the cub asks, flashing the green in front of the salesman, hopefully.

The salesman growls audibly, "I'll check." he mutters, obviously unhappy at all the running back and forth the two customers are forcing him to do.

Rotem waits till the salesman is gone before looking to Yi, "Blades, how much more cash you got on you?" he asks, the tone in his voice urgent, "I just got an idea."

Song-Yi looks at Rotem, listening to the salesman disappear in the back. One'd think he'd be happy about making over 600 in one sale. "About seventy. Why?"

Rotem nods softly. "Give me fifty." he replies, as the salesman emerges again.

"I've got two hundred of them, but they are on order for someone else." he smiles softly leaning forwards, "I could be persuaded to give them to you, for the right price."

Giving Rotem an odd look, Yi reluctantly opens her wallet again and counts out fifty in small bills. She remains silent, though, watching the man behind the counter and his reactions. If she was anything at judging how store owners react to punkhaired teens carrying large amounts of cash and demanding supplies for potential 'school projects', she'd think the owner would be worried in some odd sense.

Rotem takes the bills from Yi. "How much?" Rotem asks, looking to the salesman.

The salesman looks to the money, then to Rotem's face. "Another hundred." he anounces, his hand extended.

Rotem shrugs, putting the extra money from Yi in with the rest. "Okay, deal, pack them up for me, and you got your money."

The salesman returns and puts the small bag of diodes in with the various kinds of tape. Then he returns to Rotem.

Rotem puts the money down on the counter and nods. "Okay, there you go." he states, putting the money down and walking over to pick up the boxes. "See you another time." he smirks, and steps out of the store with Yi, once outside he looks to Yi and states, "Run." before sprinting off down the road.

"Wha?" Yi blinks, box in hand before sprinting off after Rotem. It's hard to run with some awkward clanking boxes in her arms, but she manages well enough. Soon enough she's caught up with the cub, and running alongside, she shoots him a momentary look.

Rotem turns into the next street before slowing to a stop and looking to Yi. "I paid him what it cost, not what he wanted." Rotem chuckles, "He wanted a hundred. Fifty is all they cost, the rest is f-for him to give em to me." Rotem rolls his eyes. "So we had t-to go before he counted it."

Yi shifts the box around in her arms and ducks into a side alley, leading the way back to the church via side streets. There's always the occassional glance over her shoulder for suspicious people. Her quiet note goes back to Rotem. "You'll be lucky if he didn't have video cameras set up."

Rotem chuckles softly, "Nah, what can he tell the cops? The kid stole his bribe? The owner would fire him." Rotem chuckles, walking behind Yi.

"You'll see, I can go back there again if I want, he won't do shit."

Rotem pages to the room: I might not have explain it correctly. The diodes were on special order, the salesman sold them to me, for fifty bucks, and took the extra fifty to his own pocket.

Song-Yi simply shrugs, heading back to the church silently after that with box in arms.

Forgotten Church(#1801RAJLM)
The old church is dark, dimly lit by outside light coming in through scum-encrusted windows during the day, and tomblike during the night. There is a coatroom in the back of the nave, with separate doors leading off to mens' and womens' restrooms, and two staircases, one going up to the balcony and bell-tower, and the other leading down to the basement. The double doors leading out to the street are at the back of the coatroom.
The hard wooden pews in the sanctuary are, for the most part, still intact. There are even Bibles and hymnals left in the shelves along the back of each row, although many of them look rather chewed on. The altar on a dais at the front of the church is empty, and the lectern that once stood next to it has been knocked over. Rotting red cloth hangs at the very front of the church; there might once have been a design on it, but it has long since faded or been eaten away.
<'Places' available>
Contents:
Rotem
Pile of Junk with a sign on it that reads "Touch this and die."
Mural
Obvious exits:
Street Basement

Rotem walks in, putting down the boxes on the floor with his pile of junk. "There we go. Wanna give the first unit a test run? With the new diodes that hit the market, we can have them give out UV light as well."

Yi walks in and moves over to the previous spot with the pile and sets the box down beside it and Rotem's box. Then, she goes back to eating her lunch of Chinese. "Where did you want to test it, the basement?"

Rotem shrugs softly, opening three of the prefabs and screwing them into the sockets of the contraption. He lifts the strange looking thing and carries it on his shoulder down the steps. "Okay, basement it is." he states, then walks downstairs.

You go down to the basement.

Forgotten Church Basement(#1279RJLM)
This basement is only partly below ground level, and there are windows evenly spaced on the walls, right below the ceiling level. The main part of it is a large open area with a small kitchen in one corner and a large, ratty carpet in the center, covering the cement floor. There is a rather large window in the kitchen; it looks as though it might actually open onto the street. On the wall opposite the kitchen is a large bin, and there are folding tables along the wall perpendicular to it. On the other wall there are a few folding chairs, many fewer than one would expect from the number of tables.
A hallway next to the kitchen leads off to two offices and what once might have been a classroom.
Contents:
Rotem
Obvious exits:
Sanctuary

Song-Yi descends the stairs with a carton of fried rice in her hands, chopsticks in the other. Her eyes go from cub to lights, and she awaits curiously.

Rotem walks over to the nearest outlet, and places the plank on the floor, the lights facing up. "Okay, hold your breath." he says, gripping the two exposed wires from the insulated parts and pushing them into the outlet. "Let there be light." the cub exclaims, as two hundred and eighty eight LED's light up simultaniously, filling the room with light.

Rotem pages to the room: Each white LED is a tiny dot, covering 30 degrees of area, and each one is twice as bright as a regular light bulb.

Rotem pages to the room: Bright. Like high beams on a car.

You paged the room with '288 of these light up the basement...'.

Rotem pages to the room: No, all together it is like a 360 degree high car beam.

Song-Yi winces as the lights come on, turning her head while closing the eye nearer the bulbs. "That's some strong stuff," she remarks, raising an arm to block the direct beams.

Rotem pages to the room: It would be like having a car with three high beam headlights on in the room.

Rotem pages to the room: Kinda glaring. Ok.

Rotem nods softly. "Should be good." he smirks and pulls the wires out. "Satisfied?"

Song-Yi takes up another mouthful of rice and nods. After a few bites and blinks, she nods again. "I'll let the others know about the work you've done. This should help out with getting the light and electricity spirits to help out." She smiles at the cub. "Good job, Rotem. Found a new way of fighting things other than just using claws and jaws."

Rotem shrugs softly. "Compliment me when I'm done." he states dryly, lifting the plank and walking back upstairs.

You climb up the stairs to the ground floor of the church.

Forgotten Church(#1801RAJLM)
Obvious exits:
Street Basement

Song-Yi follows Rotem back up the stairwell, and moves to sit in the pew beside her contribution of food. Propping up a foot, she eats quietly, looking thoughtfully to the dais but sort of zoned out.

Rotem walks over to the half disected lamp and cuts off the cord, splitting the wiring and splicing it in with the wires of his contraption, then taping the whole thing closed, and apart. "Okay. There, now you can hook it up wherever you got an outlet. L-lets go show off my little toy here."

"To who?" Yi asks, apparently she was zoned, but focused quickly. "I don't know of the outlets in the sewers, yet."

Rotem shakes his head softly, "I'll splice it into the land line myself." he states, pausing, "But I'll need rubber gloves." he adds, not having thought of that before. "Come, we can show Signe, And Kaz, And Nevada."

"Alright," Yi says in reply, "hold on while I put these in the icebox." She sets her own carton down, and picks up the bags of Chinese. Travelling down to the basement and returning in a little while, she almost hums while coming back up to sweep up her rice carton. "So has anyone gone to teach you, other than Nevada?"

Rotem shrugs softly. "Teach me what?" he asks, not understanding, he had thought everyone was teaching him.

"Gifts, tact, whatever there is to learning about being a Gnawer," Yi smiles, taking another bite of fried rice. She politely swallows before speaking, "Or has no one gotten around to showing you that stuff because it's a little more advanced...?"

Rotem shakes his head softly. "Nah, no one taught me any gifts yet." he sighs softly. "I wanna learn though." he states, looking to Yi.

"Well, once these things get rolling, I'll see when I can teach you one if I can," Yi replies with a warmer smile to the cub. "It's good you want to learn, and I'll be glad to teach you. Just remember to keep your cool, yeah?" She tilts her head to the cub, closing up the empty rice box.

Rotem nods softly. "Cool as a pepper. Don't worry." he winks and gets back to work on the next unit.

Song-Yi laughs quietly. "You know me, Rotem, I /always/ worry. Even if I don't look like I am," she says as she slips back to the center aisle. "I'll see you 'round, Light-Builder." With that, she strides out of the church and a faint hum comes to her.