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technohippieAfter talking with Sanguinius, and realizing that his one-year Mayfield anniversary is around the corner, Quinn's had enough sitting on his ass doing nothing, watching his friends get hurt or droned for good.
But what can he do? His technological talents were no good here, a sort of reverse obsolescence. He wasn't physically strong - anything but. Stick-thin, 9 years as a smoker, and has barely ever exercised in his life. That, and he abhorred violence, and was a coward to top it off. What could he do?
It was time to change all that! He had to become a better person. Time to shape up, Quinn Hatch!
For the next few days Quinn will be up to the following things:
[1) Quitting smoking, going cold turkey. It's not the best way to do it, especially when you have a 2-packs-a-day habit. At home and at school, he'll be noticeably, uncharacteristically irritable. That ever-present cigarette not being in his mouth might be a clue to the observant.]
Okay, today in class, everyone's just gonna sit quietly and... read. Or somethin'. Whatever ya want, so long as it's quiet. Sound good?
[2) Jogging through the neighborhood. No, it's not a joke. Well okay, maybe it is, because it's pathetic. He's trying really hard, but he gets about two blocks before he's leaning against a lamp post, wheezing and sweating.]
This is... bullshit, man. People seriously... do this... every damn day? For miles?
[3) The garage doors of 339 Brady Lane are open as always, the space Quinn has converted into his hang out and shop. The giant TV is currently playing a movie. It's Cloverfield to anyone who knows it; to anyone else it's a shaky camera movie involving monsters and a lot of screaming, stupid people. Quinn only has it on for background noise, though. He's got parts strewn all over the table, as he's dismantled dozens of appliances and machinery. He's currently standing in front of his laptop, doing inventory on what he has. Feel free to stop in.]
[4)Speaking of laptops, in the mail Quinn gets his next regain - his first ever computer, given to him when he was only 8 years old, right after his technomancy powers came to be. Baffled as to why Mayfield would send him this, of all things, he gets a good laugh at it. You might come across him in the garage, playing around with it, smiling the whole while.]
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Date: 2011-09-18 12:41 am (UTC)I've been here about a month so far.
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Date: 2011-09-18 11:34 am (UTC)Okay, but don't wear yourself out too much.
[Then she notices the lack of cigarette.]
... Huh, this is the first time I've seen you without a cigarette.
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Date: 2011-09-18 03:42 pm (UTC)[He sits - or, more accurately, perches, like a skittish bird that might fly off any second, because it's impossible for Lyn to completely relax. But he's staying until Quinn kicks him out, in any case, eyes hungrily devouring the screen.] You even have fucking game consoles coming to you? You must have had one hell of a setup back home.
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Date: 2011-09-18 06:59 pm (UTC)Right... Yeah... Okay, this does feel better, yeah.
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Date: 2011-09-18 07:07 pm (UTC)Do I? Man, you're only askin' about my favorite movie ever. [He'll walk over to his laptop and switch that movie on. But interestingly enough, he doesn't type on the keyboard. He just lays a hand on the machine, and it does it in a manner of seconds.]
Sure do, man. The hippest condo on the entire East Coast, in my opinion.
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Date: 2011-09-18 07:09 pm (UTC)Amazing! You don't need to have records or record players anymore with this computer. And you've got so many of their songs too...
(Beatlemania's just passed back at her world, so she's still a bit hooked on to it.)
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Date: 2011-09-18 07:55 pm (UTC)East Coast, hunh? Where do you live out there? [Lyn actually knows next to nothing about geography, despite being over 200 years old - anything outside the limits of his city long ago ceased to matter to him. Still, he can't help but wonder if they were anywhere near to each other - especially since Quinn is one of the first people he's met who is very definitely from his world.]
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Date: 2011-09-18 08:07 pm (UTC)Good! Very good.
Running is probably a good thing to practice, living in a town like this one...
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Date: 2011-09-18 11:29 pm (UTC)Nope, most music where I come from is all digital now, though things like records are still around and being printed.
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Date: 2011-09-18 11:32 pm (UTC)[His hand, out of habit, goes to his right pocket. There's no cigarettes there, though. Ugh he really wants one right now.]
Thanks for helpin' me, at least. I must look pretty ridiculous.
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Date: 2011-09-18 11:32 pm (UTC)So, everything in 2010 is in the form of computer data?
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Date: 2011-09-18 11:39 pm (UTC)So, kinda like Toy Story?
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Date: 2011-09-18 11:42 pm (UTC)[There's no accusation or disappointment or anything else negative in her tone. She sounds honestly curious, and a bit concerned to boot.]
Nh, it's no problem. [She shrugs.] This? This is one of the few things that I know something about.
[Then she laughs.]
Very few people look dignified when they exercise. I think, when it comes to learning anything? People need to abandon some of their sense of shame.
Balin's totally gonna ask Quinn a favor soon. XD
Date: 2011-09-19 12:47 am (UTC)that's fine, i think they're totally BFFs now anyway. XD
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Date: 2011-09-19 01:41 am (UTC)I'm from 2010, so Mayfield's future, yeah. I'm guessin' you're closer to my time too then.
Charlotte, North Carolina. [His accent gives him away as a southerner, though it's not terribly thick. I'm Quinn, by the way.