4th Fix

[technohippie]

[Quinn Hatch is, by nature, a people person. A party person. Mayfield is way too quiet and boring for his tastes, not to mention that he's a bit lonely and homesick. Working as a teacher has kept him busier than he thought it would, and the daily grind tough on him. Today though, he's calling out to chillax! You may find him:

1. Working in his garage on Brady Lane. From within, his regained laptop and stereo system are set up and are positively BLARING music at a drone-unacceptable level. He looks quite content though, working on something in there with some newly-acquired tools. The music is all different kinds - rock, metal, dance, rap, Quinn listens to it all. Come rock out/find out what he's doing/complain?

2. Later in the evening at the tavern. He doesn't want to drink alone, and you look like a good-looking friendly stranger! Look out, because he's sitting down next to you. If you're nice enough he might even buy you a drink.

3. Later that evening, stealing car parts. That might be your car he's harvesting. Whoops! He was meaning to get drones' cars, but who can tell in the dark, or after you've had a few too many. Double-whoops. But as far as he knows, it's the best and really only way to collect what he needs to build things.

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[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

See, you need that kind of attitude.

I'm The Captain by the way.

[insectoidalien.livejournal.com]

[She snarls, rearing up on her Pak's robotic spider legs to an impressive height... only to retract them again with a shrug and a "meh", landing gracefully on her feet.]

Just mind the volume next time.

[Starts to leave like nothing happened. Yep.]

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

You're capable of building such things?

[electrowhipit]

... Quinn? [ the electricity suddenly goes away ] What are you doing in here?

[rivercrossed.livejournal.com]

I said, heeeeey! I'm tryin' to sleep! Jeez!

[sveariket.livejournal.com]

[Still covering his ears] 's loud.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Sorry man! I just really needed to block out the rest of this crazy town today, so I figured since I got my laptop back, I'd crank up the tunes.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Oh hey, it is you! Dude. Are you using this?

[He's holding up the fender of your car, which he just managed to pull off. He smells a bit like booze. Hooray.]

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

I can see why this place might make people uptight though. It's been kinda bugging me, but I'm tryin' to get used to it.

I'm Quinn. The Captain, huh? Captain of what?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[HE JUST STARES AT THAT. WHOA, THAT IS AWESOME.]

O-Okay, you might have awesome spider robot legs, but that don't mean I can forgive ya for tryin' to break my stuff!

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? Sorry man. I thought most people in this town would be up and about by 1:00. [He shrugs. It's a sarcastic reply, he's being honest.]

I dunno, I feel like it helps me forget I'm stuck in this miserable town. Crankin' up the tunes like that I mean.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Of course! This town better not think it can outsmart me. I'll MacGuyer the shit out of these cars and come up with something awesome, you wait 'n' see.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[She extends her (rather car-grimy) free hand to him.]

Elizabeθ Buckley. We should work together. At the moment...well, as I said, I'm building air purifiers and oxygen generators so that houses can be sealed against hazmats and their gas attacks. If you can build automatic weapons systems... It will be far easier to fortify one or two places and try to get everyone together than it will be to fortify each individual home. Will you assist me?

[sveariket.livejournal.com]

[Still covering his ears. He'll keep his hands there for a bit.]

Th'nks fer last week.

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[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[And this would be Raz coming home from another boring day at school.]

Hey! You skipped today!

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[WELL THIS IS GOTTEN AWKWARD NOW.]

What if you got actual people in the house? Would you be okay with them at least?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Oh. Huh. Well, I'm not from this earth either. I think. I mean, it LOOKS like it, but I don't think this place is in anyone's world. And it's also about 60 years behind where I came from anyway.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Sorry, man. I really needed a day to unwind. This town's got me feelin' claustrophobic.

[iflifehadaface.livejournal.com]

[Scott's in some rather deep states of disbelief.]

I thought nothing past the year 1954 existed here. Thank the All-Mighty for you, good sir!

[Scott points at you with a grin.]

What's your name, guy?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Handshake!] I'm Quinn. Quinn Hatch.

Weapons? Ah, I don't know 'bout that. I was thinkin' of somethin' that'll just lock down the house, keeping us safe inside. Weapon's would be good against hazmat guys, but I wouldn't wanna see anyone else get hurt. Could be tough to devise.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[He turns it down a bit so he doesn't have to yell over it either.]

Hey man, no problem. This place is shitty, so we all gotta stick together, right?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Lucky for us, the town sent me my super-sweet music laptop all the way from 2010! Loaded with gigs upon gigs of all kindsa stuff. Not to mention these speakers, too! I'm ready for anything, man.

I'm Quinn! Nice ta meet ya.

[sveariket.livejournal.com]

'f y' are free 'n Friday 'vening, please c'me over fer dinner. [Manners. He has them. Being invited means to invite them back.]

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Ya know, it'd be nice to see what other people in town cook. The drone wife's meals get kinda monotonous! Alright man, you're on. Thanks!

[sveariket.livejournal.com]

[You'll get a viking Swedish meal.And the drone wife/mother will be locked into a closet or otherwise kept away from the kitchen.]

What d' y' drink? [He has no idea what they have, but he'll see what he can get. He does not know yet that he'll have to ask his "father" for that.]