The next best thing to Shark Week. [Rin]
[ooc:backdated a few weeks]

Matt usually kept quiet about his geeky little projects and since the initial organization, he hadn’t really mentioned project: Mini Bruce all that much. Like some of his other really fun endeavors, the idea was Mythbusters inspired and a take on the lifelike replica of the shark from Jaws they made one year during Shark Week. His version was nowhere near as complicated or as big and measured up about the size and weight of a medium large dog. As excited as he had been about the idea, Matt had also known good and well that complete replication wasn’t going to be possible, so he was going for a reasonable facsimile. Since metalworks were their specialty, Luce and King had helped him with making the metal shark frame needed. The process had halted once or twice to deal with craziness at the school, and then more craziness, but at least the frame had been finished before everything with the cure had gone down recently. He’d been working on all the internal mechanisms from the beginning and had just recently finished putting it all together in the past day or so. So it was time for a brief test run. If this went well he’d give it a proper paint job and do a few bits of outer aesthetics work, then tell King and Luce so they could get together for a proper inaugural run before he had to haul it in to NYU to turn in for a class project. Seeing these geeky ideas come to fruiting always made Matt ridiculously happy. Stuff like this was one of the things he was extremely good at and filled him with enough nerdy glee to last him for- well, a good while.

Hauling mini Bruce down to the dock at the end of the boathouse, he rigged the faux shark up onto the makeshift winches he’d set up down there and lowered it into the water until the point it was half submerged. There, that was perfect. Getting down on his knees at the edge of the dock, Matt reached out and flipped the switch to get it started. Almost immediately mini Bruce began to thrash a little as its jaws opened and closed, kicking up a bit of water. Pulling himself up to settle his weight on the back of his still folded legs, Matt triumphantly clapped his hands and grinned from ear to ear. The thrashing and chomping was all mini Bruce was capable of. But really, that all by itself was impressive for a second year engineering major. And he was certain his professors at NYU were going to agree. Oh my God, this was So. Cool. Right now Matt’s kind of wishing he’d brought something down here so he could play the theme song to Jaws and made a mental not to do so next time, but for now the music in his head would have to do. Duuuh, duh nuh nuh! Duh nuh nuh!

[Rin!]