018: Take Cover! (backdated to earlier today)

[ra_ra_razputin]

[Raz is a busy bee today. If you happen by 339 Brady Lane today, you might see him in the middle of what appears to be an ambitious project that involves tearing apart the house's nice, whitewashed picket fence and nailing the planks to all of the windows and the back door. Fortunately, his telekinesis makes the job a little easier, but it's

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pffft i am sick and must go to bed, sorry D:

[techno_mancer]

[Not!dad watches you from a window for a few moments, then comes out onto the porch to do so. He looks impressed. He waits for a good moment though, as he doesn't want to distract you:]

You're a psychic. Nice!

That is totally ok :D

[ra_ra_razputin]

You can tell?

[techno_mancer]

So I'm right? Trust me, I've seen stuff like that back home. Granted, it's super-duper rare, so either we come from different places or you're one lucky kid!

[Not to mention, psychics where he comes from are also super-duper powerful.]

[ra_ra_razputin]

Super duper rare? Not where I come from. It is kinda rare for people to be as good at it as I am, though!

[techno_mancer]

[He laughs.] That so? Ya seem to be doin' pretty good with it.

So, uh, what are ya up to anyway? Drone-mama in there's havin' a fit and told me to come out and have a talk with you. [He shakes his head, grinning. This whole dad thing is so weird to him.]

[ra_ra_razputin]

I, uh, meant to do that. [sheepishly reaches for another hammer]

I have to fortify the house so they can't get in! [He realizes he hasn't been watching for them, and glances up and down the street to make sure he's still in the clear.]

[techno_mancer]

Ya mean from those weird guys in the hazmat suits? Everyone's up in arms about 'em... I figure, they got no reason to come lookin' here, at least. I haven't seen heads 'r tails of this supposed Russian guy. Have you?

[Now he'll walk over and help start collecting parts of the fence.]

[ra_ra_razputin]

N-no, I haven't seen him, but it's better to be safe than sorry, right?

[Raz is most appreciative for the help. It means he can barricade himself inside faster!]

They're not really people, ya know. Poke a hole in their suits and this nasty poison gas comes out. You can't breathe and it makes you sick and... [shudder.]

[techno_mancer]

Sounds good to me. So you've run into these fellas before? This happen often 'round here?

[Now he's looking around too. They hadn't come near the house, thankfully, but they still give him the creeps.]

[ra_ra_razputin]

Ohhh yeah. I tried to fight one once. BIG mistake. It hurt to breathe for days.

[It probably would've hurt longer if he hadn't, yanno, died, but he leaves that part out.]

If we barricade the house we should be okay. At the very least we'll be able to hear them trying to get in!

[techno_mancer]

Hurt to breathe?

[He looks around, scratching his head. He's no fighter, but he's crafty.]

What do we go in the way of tools 'round here? I wanna try and whip up a security system.

[ra_ra_razputin]

Not a whole lot. There's a toolbox in the shed in the backyard and some shovels, but nothing cool like power tools. That would make things so much easier.

[techno_mancer]

No power tools? Gonna have to fix that problem. Can't have a house without power tools.

[ra_ra_razputin]

You can make power tools? [Oh he is so all over this.] Can I help?

[techno_mancer]

Make 'em? Don't they sell any here? I mean, I know it's the 50s and all, but they gotta have somethin'... we'll need to buy everythin' we can, first....

[He thinks about it though.] We can give it a shot. What have we got to lose, right?

[ra_ra_razputin]

I dunno, did they have power tools back then? They don't even have cable TV here.

[Eyes light up.] There's a hardware store here! I've never been inside, but I bet they have tons of stuff!