InsaneJournal

Galen had taken to leaving his small ship just after the fireworks show at the World's Fair. Most of the fairgoers left then, and he was just one more face in the crowd walking to the transit stops and parking lot. For daytime excursions, he had created what was called a 'business suit' in the style of the times. But at night, he preferred his dark clothes, and long, black, hooded coat.
         
Picking the pocket of a pickpocket at the fair had been almost too easy. The currency he could duplicate with minimal effort - changing the serial numbers would suffice - coins would take a bit more energy.
        
Energy. That was the problem. There was an electrical cable under the lake he could leach enough power from to run life support and duplicate simple items. Recharging his hyperdrive and making a time jump out of this place would take much more - a major power plant. The temporal jump that had brought him here had drained all his ship's systems. He had barely landed in the lake at Flushing Meadows on emergency batteries, drawn to the place by what he thought were other spacecraft parked nearby. There was precedence for making temporal hyperjumps, but it was extremely power intensive. If he ever wanted to get home, and to his own time, he was going to have to learn more about this era from the distant past, and find or build what he needed.
      
Which left him sitting in an all-night automat drinking bad coffee and reading the local newspapers. Actually printed on real paper... how quaint.