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Post by nero on Dec 13, 2009 15:45:51 GMT -6
Nero sighed and then grimaced at the messy shelves he was looking through. Pushing aside box upon box - where were the people who worked here, anyways, when you needed them? - and occasionally frowning as he read one or two that looked promising but weren't what he was looking for. What he was looking for were some power adapters, car jacks, and a few 95-Watt light bulbs.
Not for some nefarious scheme or anything - he left massive destruction of lives and property to the nutty bug guns - but it was for a pet project. Okay, some maybe the jumper cables were for something less than legal, but he really needed the power to make his whole project work, which it was refusing to do. Which was why it sat in a corner of his living room, covered by a blue tarp, and why he was wandering around Wal-Mart, looking for three elusive, usually inconspicuous items.
Straightening the cap upon his head, the dark skinned young man looked up and down the aisle he was marooned in, hoping vainly for one of the red-vested employees to stumble across him and offer some actually useful help. not that that was likely to happen, really, but he could always hope for the best.
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