|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- WEAVER--CUP 7--"KEYS" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  Weaver  ||  -------> (Cup SRwv007, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = It went on for a long time, and my mind began wandering. Such an incomprehensible thing to see. Such a weird way of construction. All I can say is that hundreds--maybe thousands--of unfolding balls were inevitably forming themselves into a Warhome--just like the one I had grown so fond of back on what was left of Timber Serious Earth. So much activity--it took hours of constant work for the Warhome to be built, but finally, it began to look recognizable. As the outside was finalized, the spider went inside, and spent about half and hour inside. I walked around the nascent Warhome, but kept my distance, fearful of the massive forces at work building it. One unfolding thing merging with another unfolding thing... Incredible. Finally, the spider reemerged, climbed down the Warhome, and started moving toward me. I was apprehensive, but stood my ground. It approached to about ten feet away and stopped. It removed the device from itself and placed it on the ground. In a flash of light, the device snapped up the spider, and sounded another wonderful chime. The only way I can describe the sound was that if the first chime was a question, this chime was the answer. I carefully approached the device and picked it up, then I went to the Warhome and climbed up the ladder. It was exactly like the one I originally encountered in the yard--in every detail. I got to the walkway which ran around the perimeter of the vehicle, and opened the door, peering within. Yes. Exact. I entered, putting the matter-device on the ground and sitting in the driver's seat. It felt weird to be naked and sitting there, but I knew I'd be dressed soon enough--I found a whole bunch of clothes in my original Warhome after me and Treyess made love for the first time. I had to assume an identical set would be here. I looked up, and for sure there was a set of keys hanging there, just like before. I didn't take them, however--I got up and entered the back of the Warhome. Soon, I was inside the master bedroom and rummaging through the closets. Lots of clothes in here. Finally, I found an okay tan sort of jumpsuit. It looked kind of dorky, but it was comfortable. Dressed at last! Then a thought struck me. I went over to the library and looked for the book I had had, "The Aleche Degrasion". Yup. There it was, in the same spot it occupied in the original Warhome. Silly of me to worry about the book I left behind at the crater. I mean, was I really going to kidnap Treyess and high-tail it out of there? Maybe. But probably not. Stupid me, I felt bad about the idea of stranding Booze all alone--especially considering her sexual appetite. I need to become more heartless, I guess--I'm never gonna get anywhere being such a sap. I sat down in the library and began leafing through "The Aleche Degrasion", but soon I got restless and put the book down, returning to the cockpit and the driver's seat. The lights in the sky were now setting--it would be night soon. So what was my game plan? I guess I'd go to sea, circle back to the crash site, and surprise Treyess and Booze. But should I wait till morning? Yeah, maybe, but then--if I was gonna kidnap Treyess, it would be better to do it at night... Ah, who was I kidding? I wasn't gonna kidnap her. Like it or not, I'd be cooped up with Booze in this relatively small place. Oh well. Maybe she's not that bad, maybe I just have to get to know her? Nah. She's bad. I took the keys, started the Warhome, and headed for the sea. I felt a sense of supreme satisfaction, having accomplished this. Then I looked over at the matter-device, and had a brilliant thought. Let those two fools build their own Warhome. I'd just get in the way of their fun, anyway. Tomorrow should be an interesting day. -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----