- I continued to study himself. For years I almost did not come out of his studio, and his parents once again began to be afraid of me. Now they scared my obsession with the mechanics. Afraid that I'll go crazy, they began to introduce me to all the unmarried daughters of their friends and acquaintances. And at one of these dinners I met Sarah. We fell in love at first sight, it was like a flash of flame, pfff - and we both burned in him ... I'm on for some time even abandoned their studies, Sarah devoting all his spare time. We got married, and we were born twins - Ellie and Richard. I went back to his studies mechanics, the children were growing up, Sarah and I love each other, and it seemed there was no one in the world happier than us ...
- Then my parents died. First dad, then, after a few days and did not become mothers. I inherited three houses and a small estate with a plantation of hops in Kent. I was able to dispose of the family finances, and began to spend more money on their hobby. After a while, it occurred to me that you can make a profit from my work. And I opened the salon mechanical curiosities, where he sold most complicated watches, which showed not only time, but also numbers, days of the week, the planets and constellations. Music boxes made of gold and decorated with precious stones, and performing up to twenty tunes to choose from. Birds, animals, dolls - all of that was on sale in my cabin, was of the highest quality and incredible complexity.
Mr. Shaw got up from the pile of boxes, and began pacing the room. It was felt that the story is very worried about him, she relives all these events:
- After some time, my shop became very well known and popular in the city. Buy something there could afford only very rich people, and have a thing in the house of the Master of the show as I call it, it has become very prestigious and fashionable. I, then, was not interested in the money and the glory, and the opportunity to improve its mechanisms to achieve their ideal. I felt that my obsession returns. I spent more and more time in the studio, completely shifting the work from the cabin on the shoulders of the manager. I lost interest in the affairs of his wife, I did not notice that my children are grown. I ate only when, desperate to wait for me for dinner, Sarah herself brought me food, but even then I did not feel the taste, only scored hunger and again to his work.
- The day I crossed the line and invested part of his soul into his creation, was a day of triumph and the beginning of my end. I did a bird, a little bird in a cage, it was the custom for a young child. And in that moment, when it was almost finished, I suddenly felt that I understood what to do in order to make it perfect. You have to give a part of himself, to convey a piece of the force that causes us to exist - to move, live, love. And when I sincerely and wholeheartedly wished that my bird is alive - a miracle happened. At that time, which gave her a tight spring plant, my gilded bird fluttered and sang, happy life. After all, I gave her a particle of pure joy of creation. And from that day, all my creations come to life ... Any toy that I created for a short time spring plant became a real live miracle.
- Just do not I know that right and left razdarivaya particles of the joy and happiness that were saved in me for years and forgot how to get them out of life, I weakened and weakened the force restraining my demons. And after some time, they again began to raise its head.
- A few more years. I have grandchildren growing up - Emily and William, but I'm still not up to whom it was not the case. I was completely captured by a new idea - wanted to create a mechanical man who walked around to live on. Could talk, I would be clever and courteous. I thought that by creating it, I would have served his purpose in this world. Fool! Oh, what a fool I was arrogant!
- On that day, we were with Sarah's son came to visit with his wife and eight-year daughter Emily. I, as usual, locked himself in the studio. When Sarah knocked on the door to announce that there were guests and invite to dinner, I was so furious that I tear off from work during the final, most difficult stage of the assembly of my mechanical golem that, throwing the door somehow a tool called her to get the hell out. And a wave of blinding hate rose in me, I was scared myself, remembering once, as with the same rage and hatred, as a child I was ready to grab his teeth down his throat abuser. Boiling of black anger, I finished my creation. And when I looked at it from the outside, I decided that this is definitely the best that I have created in my life. Returning to the house and told his wife that he'll be back in an hour, I decided to choose for himself his golem better prepared to suit those that can be bought for money. I was incredibly proud I felt like a creator, a demiurge! Even without talking with my son, I left. And when he returned ...
The old man stopped walking and sat down again on the boxes. It was felt that he came to the worst part of his narrative. He was pale, breathing heavily, and I began to seriously fear for his health. Flat, monotonous, some mechanical voice, Mr. Shaw continued:
- Consumed by curiosity, Sarah and Richard and his wife decided to see what I have so much has been busy in the studio, because I had never anyone there not admitted. Later, they found my homunculus and took him. He killed them instantly ... Manifesting the quintessence of blaze inside me at that moment the hatred of the world, the mechanism could not behave differently. Punch to the head, he killed my Sarah, then grabbed her son and his wife by the neck and broke them like straws. Fortunately, his factory was over before he could get out of the studio and get to all the others. When I got home, I immediately realized what had happened. Poor thing Emily calmly played at the top with a mechanical puppy, not even knowing what has become an orphan.
- When the police arrived, I ordered the call immediately, I was initially arrested. But have not been able to prove that it was a malicious intent, and released a couple of weeks ... Emily took Ellie said she would raise her together with his son William as his own daughter. To me, she said that her father is no more, that I die for her. I did not care, I'm really died that day.
- I could not go to the shop where it all happened. But one day, deep in thought, I suddenly found myself collecting bird, exactly such as the one on which first appeared my gift. Not hoping for anything, I collected it, and it came to life. Only made alive, the first thing she did was in every way tried to hurt me. I think she would have killed me if she'd had a chance to ... Assembled behind her toy man, soldier, pinned my arm to the table his saber. And then I realized that I did not have anything else. Becoming a monster, I could create a monster. And then I was mad.
Mr. Shaw was silent for several minutes staring into space in front of him. When I opened my mouth to ask what happened next - the old man continued:
- I do not know what happened next. I was not in this world for more than ten years. I was born again when Emily, an adult, I found dying in a home for the insane. He hired a nurse and the best doctors, she was three years fought hard to pull me from the first light, and then out of the abyss of madness. Finally, five years ago, I finally recognized non-dangerous to the public, although I'm still the same crazy, what was. Emily has sold all her inherited legacy, besides the house, which has opened an orphanage and took me here.
- That's my story, Sherlock. whether it is enough to show you an interesting and eye-opening? - The old man smiled wryly. - Will not you change your mind Now I have to learn?
- No, sir. I further want to learn from you, and I'm very, very sorry that all this happened to you ...
- You're a good guy, Sherlock. - Mr. Shaw suddenly reached out and ruffled my hair on the head. And this rude caress was so unexpected that at that time, introduced me to a real stupor. - Just remember everything I heard and do not repeat my mistakes. Enjoy life, friends, love, and do not let your demons take over.
- Yes sir...
The old man got up heavily, sighed, then looked around the room.
- And yes, young man. I hope you do not think that I was deeply moved and forgot about your job? You still need to bring the room back in order. If I were in your place, I hurry, time is coming! - With these words, Mr. Shaw came out of the basement, leaving me with dirt, cobwebs and heavy thoughts caused
by his story.
Chapter 18.
The timer counts the time, I still did not start, and have only a little more than three hours before the failure of the quest. Ran to Miss Rose, and having obtained a bucket and rags, I'm armed, I began a general offensive on the dirt. By the time it was time to put to bed, I finally saw the cherished plate quests. However, I had to skip dinner, but I am so tired that I have not wanted to do.
The room sparkled with cleanliness. Not to say that it has become much more comfortable, it was still a brick cellar with no windows, but now there was no such an oppressive feeling of desolation and abandonment. Part of the tools are located on two more or less strong shelves, some standing on the similarity table assembled from empty wooden boxes.
Finally, looking round the room, which is already quite like a real machine shop, I locked the door and returned to his room.
Lying in bed, I tried to analyze the events of the day and make a plan for tomorrow, but the thoughts scattered, and not a minute later, as I was fast asleep.
Morning brought a headache and a strange confusion in the mind. His head swarmed vague scraps of memories of dreams that come together in some unimaginable mess. I was there and my parents, and Serge friend, Molly, and a terrible old woman prophetess. Bright, clear picture - laughing black toothless old hag, her elongated in the direction of my finger, and the croaking cry: "Look, is already near!" And my parents weeping embracing ... What is it? Warning, or just a bad dream? Now, after all that has happened to me, I was inclined to believe the former.
Not allowing yourself to wallow and feel sorry for myself, I jumped up abruptly and began to exercise. Today, I no longer just returned to his normal, but again slightly increased it. Mood leveled, bad thoughts are gone, and the system again gave me yedinichku endurance. And yes! Because of all these events, I slipped out of my head that I have already received the fifth level, but did not put the unit characteristics. Having decided not to change the existing tradition, threw her in luck. I can not explain the reason why I am doing so, no evidence that it works, I do not. Unfolded statistics window and I decided to see what was behind my situation with parameters.
Sherlock Brown
Level 5 (600/6000)
Characteristics:
Strength - 6
Perception - 3
Endurance - 8
Intelligence - 11
Agility - 1
Attractiveness - 2
Luck - 5
abilities:
Mimicry - 3
Deduction - 1
Soprotivlenie- 1
skills:
Mechanics - 12
Hmm ... As long as something not very. Intelligence and mechanics just fine, with the power of endurance - tolerant, but everything else ... I'll have to think about how to develop the lagging performance. Here are just some free time, and then loans. Absolutely!
Hearing the signal to rise, I hurriedly began to dress. Then said another thing that just did not pay attention yesterday - my pants were too short! Well, not too short, and slightly too short. Pulling the shirt, I saw the same situation with the sleeves. The jacket also decided to keep up with friends - the sleeves ended not in the base of the thumb, and a little above the wrist, and the shoulders were too cramped. Wow! Glancing in the mirror grimirovalnogo set that gave me Miss Emily, I saw the face of 13-14 year-old boy, a child is not such as before features.
Very interesting, but I do not get old, when I grow up until the seventies, for example, the level? Well, on the one hand that I have to grow - it's good, adult opportunities incomparably wider than the child, only now it is put in front of me another pressing task - you need to buy clothes in my size. I was going to go to the rich area, communicate with the person from whom depended very much, and I had to make an impression. And this - new costs. Money, and so that was very little, simply melted away at high speed.
Re gong sounded forced me to accelerate. Having flown into the washroom one of the last, I finally cheered up, having washed with ice water, and came to fighting spirit. Let obstacles in the way of some, but I have a clear plan of action, which I will follow. I hope, Mr. Jobson me help you.
Having received no ordinary rubber plate of porridge in the dining room, and a decent chunk of rice pudding, boiled egg and an apple, I'm questioning turned to Donnie.
- What kind of party?
- Do you remember a few days ago came to us Mrs. Findish, philanthropist?
Affirmative nod, I clearly remembered the woman's face - a very beautiful, a little arrogant, smiling lips and some still like dead eyes.
- Well, she took our shelter under his wing, and now we will have a better feed ...
- And what's this?
- Yes, like when. Sometimes - nothing. And sometimes, we fulfill. We had a benefactor, who had a plantation of hops, so we then worked on the assembly. But it is not difficult, even fun. And sometimes, philanthropists take the children to himself for ever, work. Here we have Tim as taken in the interior of fashion shoes, assistant to overseas master. He was the best student of Mr. Robinson, and then came to visit, we brought a box of candy and a bottle of whiskey to the old man Robinson ...
- But she did not come to Mrs. Findish?
- I did not see. May come yet, do not worry, philanthropists like to look at the grateful orphans - Donny evil grin.
Hmm, interesting ... And Donnie obviously hardly constrains emotions here exactly something personal. I'll have to ask at the event, and now - to class.
The first two lessons with Mr. Birkin passed, as usual, easy and fun, and after a short break, I plunged headlong into the world hated formulas. Heaps of variables unknown constants and the discriminant, called me dumb stupor and deaf hatred to the subject, however, took himself in hand, extremely concentrated, I 2 lessons fiercely solved bloody equation and even earned the approval, if not for its success, since, according to at least persistence. The system also took pity and gave me another yedinichku intelligence.
After lunch, I grabbed my small set of mechanical, hurried to a meeting with Mr. Shaw. Yesterday, being impressed by his story, I never asked him who was going to ask, and today was going to fix it.
Mr. Shaw was waiting for me in the new workshop furnishings which increased by two old, but still quite sturdy chair. The old man looked cheerful and fit, from yesterday's despondency was gone. When he saw me, he smiled and circling around the room, said:
- Did you bother to be nice, young Sherlock! So I have for you today a special, interesting job. I understand that you, even though you are patient and diligent, probably not very interesting to produce parts without bringing them to the whole. We'll fix that. Today, you will collect his first mechanical bird in the drawing, which yesterday received. Part of parts manufactured for you while the studied part - once produced myself. Therefore, you are not a very difficult task - the right to collect a ready mechanism. It's not as easy as it sounds, but very interesting!
- Thank you sir! - I must say, Mr. Shaw is now greatly facilitated and accelerated my task, but on the other hand, it is possible that complicated. The fact that I was going to modify bird drawing, adding into something that it has never happened before ... So there was a possibility that some of the details simply do not fit.
- Proceed, I'm not going to suggest to you, I will not interfere. The term you give - for two days. If you have time, we will assume that you have passed your next exam.
- Yes sir! - That's a convenient excuse to ask me questions. - And tell me, I can make changes to the drawing?
- What? You arrogant jerk, you want to change my drawing? Well, well! If you can change the drawing for the better and build a mechanism that exceeds the initial plan for any of the parameters, I admit that you are worthy of receiving the title of an early mechanical engineer. But if you fail - I'm no longer going to teach you!
- to offer you the quest: "I am a mother Engineer".
- Quest Conditions - finalize granted Mr Shaw drawing so that made it on the me
chanism, not only did not lose the current properties, and bought new ones. Time for performance - 48 hours.
The award - Experience (1500), increasing the mechanical aptitude, the title - Mechanical engineer, rising reputation with Mr. Shaw.
Penalty failure - reducing the reputation of Mr. Shaw, loss of mechanical skill.
This time I did not even have choices - the quest began automatically. Mr. Shaw turned on the spot, and a bullet flew out of the room, puffing with indignation, I stayed on the ground, blinking in confusion. And what was that?
Okay, now you will not change anything, you just have to make that damn bird. Leaning over the drawing with a pencil, I about two hours just to change. I must say, a large share of luck was that inside the body, in addition to the mechanisms that control the movement was a fairly large cavity filled with nothing that perfectly fit my requirements. So that those components which have been made in advance, approached everything. And my job was to free space in the trunk to install an additional unit and associate it with a central spring so that, setting the stage for the bird, and automatically starts it.
Now that the preliminary calculations were completed, it remained only hope that meticulous Proteus correctly reproduced in this world is absolutely all of the physical laws of the world, or I put up a complete fiasco. Ah, another piece of wax should buy, but with this, I hope, will be quite simple.
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