tales from he shelf :Drawer Barracks

(that doesnt look like gizmos at all.... maybe a grot cosplaying ? who knows) My cooling flues were sizzling after that bench vise test, and even an unstoppable boss knows when to cycle down the furnace! I stomped my boots over the edge of the tabletop and dropped down onto the rim of a shallow wooden tool drawer pulled out beneath the bench. Inside sat a soft, folded blue paper shop towel nestled beside a row of heavy steel files. Prime industrial barracks! I dragged a discarded triangular wooden shim out of the corner sawdust, jammed it tight into the drawer slide with my claw so the heavy timber wouldn't roll shut, and backed my chassis right into the blue fold. Solid recharge turf secured.