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Tweak says, "DENNNNNNIIIIIIS!!!!!!!!!"

Cath Delaney (dian_cecht) wrote in inpoormerit,
@ 2010-03-05 16:49:00

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cath, cath and riffraff, riffraff

Preparing for the Worst
WHO: Cathair and RiffRaff
WHERE: The hardware store
WHEN: Morning

Cathair's first stop was the local hardware store. Besides sporting goods stores, there were few better places for improvised weapons. Especially if there were nail guns. Nails propelled at high speeds were excellent weapons, he'd learned that long ago. If not, the damage somebody could do with a simple claw hammer was amazing. He'd settle for one of those if there was nothing else. He could always fashion himself a slingshot as well. Most likely they even had some heavy gauge ball bearings that worked well for shot. If not, he could always find something else.

As he had learned from checking out a few other buildings, the hardware store was unlocked and open. And apparently someone was already there. He heard nosy clattering and things being moved about and possibly taken apart. "Hello?" he called out, following the noises to their source. Which was a rail thin girl with a shaved head who was taking apart things like she had a purpose.

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tinfoilhat
2010-03-09 02:57 am UTC (link)

By the time Cathair had come back, that basket she'd been working on was overfilled and the shelves practically stripped like she was some kind of hardware locust swarm. She had been about to move on to the next aisle. "Oh good," she muttered distractedly. But she had heard him, make no mistake. Riffraff blinked up at his offer to return and help her, "Ah... Yes. Arigatō." She hadn't even realized she'd used Japanese instead of English. "I'd be most appreciative. And, um, yes... I can't exactly let you into my quarters though so don't be offended if I push you out of the door."

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dian_cecht
2010-03-09 03:09 am UTC (link)

Cathair nodded. "No worries," he told her. "Isn't as if there's anything better for me to do. I'll map the island best I can in the meantime. You want a copy of the map?"

He shrugged. "I'm wagering you're not one much for idle conversation. I'll not take offense, I promise. I'll see you later."

Now he just needed to find a vacuum cleaner belt or the like and a roll of duct tape to wrap the end for a handle. He nodded once more to Riffraff before he left her to her work.

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tinfoilhat
2010-03-09 03:38 am UTC (link)

Did she want a copy of the map? She had to think about that for a moment. A man made map would not be as reliable as anything she could hack out of the system. Assuming she could even get into the system. Still... "Yes." The answer was blunt but she was running out of niceties.

"It's not that. Well it is. But... No offense, but you're not clean." No one was clean. It was a miracle she wasn't freaking out from the stuff on her hands just from the things she'd been touching. She'd sterilize them later - the items and her hands. All very carefully if she had the right products.

She went right back to her work after her explanation, not really waiting for Cathair to answer or to leave. He could do whatever he wanted.

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