The air had been even brisker for the walk from the restaurant to the store. Keeping up with his taller friend's longer strides had Armand breathless when they arrived. The exertion made him want to take off the heavy coat in the warmer indoors air, but he didn't want to carry or lose it.. As for the store itself, he was both fascinated and
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"Possibly, but maybe some compact tools would be a help as well." He didn't recognize too much in the store, but all of the tools seemed a lot simpler than the ones he saw techs using on Imperial bases. That was probably for the best, really.
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Sechs left the Tasty Burger with a chaotic heap of emotions swirling inside his head. He felt resolute on finding the purple-haired individual named 'Trunks', while the memory of Kibitoshin's enraptured grin over Sechs' agreement to help find his friend left the Replica feeling a tad satisfied with himself. However, that warm emotion was overshadowed by Sechs' bewilderment over his bizarre reaction to Kibitoshin's concern. It left him feeling mortified and furious with himself. Sechs didn't know what to feel. If only he had some book on this sort of issue... "Human Bodies for Cyborg Dummies: What to Expect and How to Deal with it." A book like that would beat risking the humiliation of asking someone else about what happened ( ... )
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He wasn't in the clear when his assailant let go, either. Doing a decent impression of a slightly confused powder keg, Teisel blinked as the slightly smaller man gave him a piece of his mind. For what, exactly, it took Teisel a moment to process, but once he did he was ready to beat the rest of the guy's mind out through his ears. "What?! It's my fault you can't watch where you're walking, eh, you little shit?" he barked, fists clenched and practically quaking with rage. "You have the whole goddamn store to walk in but I have to make way for you? ( ... )
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Geeze! This guy was loud! Sechs could practically feel the loose strands of his hair being blown away from his forehead as he was assailed by the bigger man's vocal outrage. His ears rung like they had been hit by a sonic boom! Dammit! Just when his headache was starting to get better...
"Who you calling a little shit?!" Sechs blared back with his left fist raised in a threatening gesture whilst keeping his braced hand behind and out of sight. He leaned in closer to the other man with his head tilted further back, directing his furious glare at the stranger's face instead of his chest.
Now that Sechs' vision wasn't being engulfed in grey hair, he was able to get a better look at who he was dealing with. Damn... Sechs definitely had a tendency to pick fights with big people, didn't he? This guy was just about as tall as Recluse. He wasn't as bulky in the muscle department but his build conveyed telltale signs of an experienced ( ... )
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Shoulders up and hands buried in his pockets against a chill that dissipated as he entered the store, he set off down one of the aisles. He didn't take too much note of anyone else in the store; as yet, no one appeared to be familiar. His attention was for the tools and bins of nails and the opportunities presented therein, and his expression had gone slightly abstracted as half of his mind hared off along paths wound up in plans and equations, half of which couldn't really be carried out without a budget and a proper workspace.
[for Conklin]
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He eyed a small screwdriver kit sidelong, pretending in a fit of whimsy to focus for a moment on the paintbrushes instead. The joke would be lost on anyone who wasn't privy to what he considered one of the more inane sobriquets he'd been stuck with, but at least the things looked harmless. "Having a productive day?"
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Conklin shrugged his shoulders at the question. "Not exactly." Truth be told, he hated Doyleton days. It was like they were mocking the patients with a taste of freedom and at least the appearance of normalcy. Word traveled fast at the Institute - he'd heard someone had tried to steal a car and escape on the last trip here. He wondered who it had been.
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