After taking the dogs home, Tulla and Rex walked to the Blue District and rode an ascending elevator car to Level 26: Waterworks & Mech 2. This was the same stop Rex had taken when he tried to get to the Tesla Lab the first time. After a short distance, the hallway branched in two directions, like a turkey wishbone. Approaching the divergence, Rex saw a knife and spoon attached to the wall's corner and a fork embedded in the floor … _a fork in the road_ … a literal pun he'd missed while entranced by a Wayfarer. Glancing down the left walkway as Tulla led him down the right, Rex saw the topsy-turvy world with the earthy ceiling and cloudy floor, confirming he had gone the wrong way previously.
Their path turned obtusely to the right, and the …show more content…
A teleautomaton|| head|| perched on a bench besides several of its ancestors resembling one of those caveman-to-modern-man drawings, the hexagon shape the most consistent feature in its evolution. A cabinet held a plethora of Intrinsics in varying degrees of disassembly and vintage. One looked like a Flinstone's++or huge++ watch and another resembled an alarm clock.
On the far wall, Rex discovered what had to be a vault; a hulking door of sandwiched metal with two brass rods bolted horizontally and another running down the middle, making a double-headed T with large cylinders at the junctions and a miniature pirate ship wheel in the center. Near the wheel, a panel of interwoven steel bars and levers encompassed a sculpted bird—a pigeon—and four keyholes … some kind of crazy invention must be in there to require that kind of safekeeping.
Continuing down rows of sundry collections and tables strewn with intriguing gadgets, Rex found treasures in the mishmash, and something else: his spirits rose as a sense of belonging overcame him and he molted the sadness and anger that had been suffocating his thoughts. He wasn’t sure why he connected with piles of junk, but he was …show more content…
It must be because she was so nice. And pretty. Then he forgot how he normally stood, and whether his hands should be in his pockets or hanging at his sides. As seconds ticked by, he became more and more flustered.
"Rex!" Tulla grabbed his sweaty hand and pulled him to the young man taking off his headgear. "This is Levi Nickleby. Levi, this is Rex Bright."
Perhaps he was trying to comb it, but when Levi ran his hand through his dark hair, it only became more wild in an electrocuted meet licked-by-a-cow kind of way. He said hello as he fixated on something on his workbench.
“Levi, Rex is an inventor!” said Tulla. Why in the world would she say that? Shoelaces that didn’t untie couldn’t compare to inventions that had to be locked up _in a vault_. Rex thought about hiding and started scanning for a safe place.
“No one is allowed in the laboratory.”
“Oh, I know, Levi, but Rex won’t tell anyone anything … right, Rex?”
Their path turned obtusely to the right, and the …show more content…
A teleautomaton|| head|| perched on a bench besides several of its ancestors resembling one of those caveman-to-modern-man drawings, the hexagon shape the most consistent feature in its evolution. A cabinet held a plethora of Intrinsics in varying degrees of disassembly and vintage. One looked like a Flinstone's++or huge++ watch and another resembled an alarm clock.
On the far wall, Rex discovered what had to be a vault; a hulking door of sandwiched metal with two brass rods bolted horizontally and another running down the middle, making a double-headed T with large cylinders at the junctions and a miniature pirate ship wheel in the center. Near the wheel, a panel of interwoven steel bars and levers encompassed a sculpted bird—a pigeon—and four keyholes … some kind of crazy invention must be in there to require that kind of safekeeping.
Continuing down rows of sundry collections and tables strewn with intriguing gadgets, Rex found treasures in the mishmash, and something else: his spirits rose as a sense of belonging overcame him and he molted the sadness and anger that had been suffocating his thoughts. He wasn’t sure why he connected with piles of junk, but he was …show more content…
It must be because she was so nice. And pretty. Then he forgot how he normally stood, and whether his hands should be in his pockets or hanging at his sides. As seconds ticked by, he became more and more flustered.
"Rex!" Tulla grabbed his sweaty hand and pulled him to the young man taking off his headgear. "This is Levi Nickleby. Levi, this is Rex Bright."
Perhaps he was trying to comb it, but when Levi ran his hand through his dark hair, it only became more wild in an electrocuted meet licked-by-a-cow kind of way. He said hello as he fixated on something on his workbench.
“Levi, Rex is an inventor!” said Tulla. Why in the world would she say that? Shoelaces that didn’t untie couldn’t compare to inventions that had to be locked up _in a vault_. Rex thought about hiding and started scanning for a safe place.
“No one is allowed in the laboratory.”
“Oh, I know, Levi, but Rex won’t tell anyone anything … right, Rex?”