The odd machine that he'd dismantled at least four times now without successfully discovering its function was making noise. Quite a lot of noise, actually, and different than he was used to. (Bangs were far more common, in Percy's world. He'd tried burning a bit of the machine once it was obvious that everything in this room would come back in the morning. So many things about this place reminded him of Scanlan's mansion.)
Percy set down the motor he was fiddling with and went to the machine. He knew the top part came away and unpressed some kind of lever, so he began there. It did seem to fit nicely into his hand.
The noise stopped, but the flat tone that he was used to hearing was not sounding. "Curious."
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Date: 2017-03-16 07:56 pm (UTC)Percy set down the motor he was fiddling with and went to the machine. He knew the top part came away and unpressed some kind of lever, so he began there. It did seem to fit nicely into his hand.
The noise stopped, but the flat tone that he was used to hearing was not sounding. "Curious."