Marcus was wandering. His shirt and pants were clean, feet stomped into the usual heavy boots, but the jacket he'd found in his room was beat up and well worn. A red band went around one arm. He needed his hand fixed, badly, but wasn't quite sure where to go. The clinic was out, as far as he knew, and it wasn't like he could stroll into a radio shack and ask for a replacement.
He hadn't really been looking, though, when he found McKay's. It was just an electronic repair shop, but it was probably the closest he would get. The question was, now, could he trust anyone working here not to lose their shit if they knew what he was?
"Hey," he said to the kid sitting inside, speaking from his place in the open doorway, "you open?"
"Uh, no, not really." John looked up, sizing the man up. Strong, big; he had his gun under the workbench of course. "Is it an, uh, electronics emergency?" He did, after all, leave the door open.
"Not...an emergency...just a question." He looked him over, eyes tracking as they always did, taking in the interior of the shop quickly. "What kind of tech you guys can handle."
Star was walking a small Terrier puppy for Kyle at the animal shelter when she stopped by the window of McKay's shop. She saw John and he was fixing a radio. There wasn't things like 'working hours' in her time, so she had no idea that the store was closed. She bent, picked up the tiny puppy, and walked in quietly. She walked over to John, holding the puppy close to her, and watch what he was doing with careful eyes.
Looking up at the movement, John grinned. "Hey there." He set down his screwdriver and came around his desk to bend down to her level. "Looks like you have a friend, huh? Does he have a name?" He scritched the puppy's head.
"Petey, huh?" John scruffed at the dog's chin. "Hey, Petey," before he turned back to Star. "Did you know that later in the future from where you are, dogs are really good at sniffing out the machines? They can sense them. Pretty cool, huh?" He gestured to the stool on the other side of his workbench. "Wanna sit down for a while? Keep me company?"
Alissa was on her way to the forest when she caught the movement in the shop. It was early and the movement was strange, so she stopped. It was a boy and the boy was trying to fix a stereo. She tilted her head and watched, then decided to step inside. "What's wrong with it?" He seemed to be working rather inefficiently.
Ah, Alissa. John shouldn't be bothered by her, but he was, just a little, trying to keep that from his face as he looked at her. "Hey. It should be fixed now; I just have to put it back together. Where's your ferret?"
[ooc: I'm assuming since they've been here, they've crossed paths a few times and Cameron's kept him informed of what's been going on :)]
"In the room. He's not supposed to be out of his cage unless on a leash." A lesson Alissa was told by Cameron and had learned the hard way. She stepped closer and looked at the electronic device. It was of an inferior design, she noted.
(ooc: sure! Does she know him as John Baum or John Connor?)
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He hadn't really been looking, though, when he found McKay's. It was just an electronic repair shop, but it was probably the closest he would get. The question was, now, could he trust anyone working here not to lose their shit if they knew what he was?
"Hey," he said to the kid sitting inside, speaking from his place in the open doorway, "you open?"
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Electronics emergency. That was funny.
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[ooc: I'm assuming since they've been here, they've crossed paths a few times and Cameron's kept him informed of what's been going on :)]
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(ooc: sure! Does she know him as John Baum or John Connor?)
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Amused, John watched Alissa look at the machine. "Want to help?"
[ooc: I think by now she knows who he really is. ]
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