22nd Fix

[technohippie]

[Quinn has spent the last few days helping his roommate get back on her feet after some jackass called Black Mage hit her with a lightning spell. He's also spent the last few weeks tucked away in his garage all the time, tinkering around, watching movies or playing music. He's not sure if drowning himself in his possessions is making his homesickness and loneliness better or worse, but for now, it's all he has. Today, Mayfield adds to this - a large box with his name on it arrives. He's not sure what else they could be sending him after a year here, but inside is something that makes him cheer as he opens it! He grabs the box and runs into the garage, immediately scrambling for the phone. There's some fumbling as he picks it up, speaking quickly and out of breath.]

GUYS. MY PLACE. RIGHT NOW. 339 Brady Lane. Garage. Xbox, games, controllers. Get your butts over here!

[He'll also be hunting down his housemates to play as well. Feel free to call him back, or just come over! If you do show up, you'll find him sitting on the loveseat he's pulled into the garage, and is sorting through the games he's got. You have to be careful in Mayfield - he's already met several people who, to him, were just characters in games and movies. So it might be in his best interest to tuck away his copy of Fallout 3 and a few others, for now.]

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[Later, after his fill of multiplayer games, Quinn will be heading to the tavern. He's in a good mood and wants to be around more people. And, well, this is Quinn. He may or may not be trying to pick you up. Yes, you. Pretty much anyone. He will start off, though, by walking into the bar and proclaiming:]

A round on me for everyone!

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[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Music pumps from a computer and a set of killer speakers as Quinn sits looking fondly through the collection of games, smiling. Some are being set aside on the couch next to him. He's pretty engrossed in it, so he hasn't noticed his visitor yet.

[imjustpicky]

[Something this awesome is kind of intmidating. Picky is sure that there's a really high chance he'll be shouted at and told to go away because he's too little and not cool enough... but he has to try. So after much effort, he edges his way up to the couch.]

Uh, hey.

...

You're the guy who called out and said he had games?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Quinn looks up.] Oh! Ya snuck up on me there, man. Guess I'm busy reminicin'. Yeah, that was me. Interested in playin'?

[imjustpicky]

Yeah! Yeah, I do! What games have you got? Do you have a Super Nintendo? Or... or one of those other ones? ...they're all cool, though! I don't like fighting about which one's the best!

[He's obviously trying really really hard to impress, or look cool.]

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Another SNES fan huh? Naw, I'm from a little further ahead than that, so I only got this for now. Don't worry man, games are games, I won't start any nerd arguments on what one's better!

[imjustpicky]

[Picky lights up. Games from even further ahead? Like the future?!

...hopefully not like those ones that touch you, like that guy in the cafeteria said...]

Cool! Really cool! What're games from when you're from like? Are there still Mario games? And, and Street Fighter? And, and... [He takes a breath.] Please let me see?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

There are still Mario and Street Fighter! And while I don't have the former, the latter... [He rummages through the pile to find this copy of Street Fighter IV.] Prepare to be blown away.

[He'll hand Picky one of the wireless controllers and pop the game in.] What's your name, kid?

[imjustpicky]

There's a Street Fighter IV?!

[Picky takes the controller, feeling an ever-mounting sense of wonder. The buttons all make sense, but what's with the little wiggly stick? He's wiggling it, testing it out.]

I, I'm... Finch, I'm Finch! What's your name?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Quinn. Always a pleasure to meet more gamers in town. [He extends a hand to shake, but with how big Quinn is, it's probably as big as Picky's head.]

[imjustpicky]

[Picky gamely shakes Crowe's hand anyway, no matter the size.] There's at least one guy that games! We played some Tetris on my Game Boy! A lot of people hadn't even heard of it!

[And then his hands are back on the controller, and his eyes are shifting to the screen. Street. Fighter. FOUR. Oh man. This was gonna be SO. COOL.]

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Was his name Scott, by chance?

[With his technomancy, Quinn will silently let the Xbox know to take it easy on Picky when it comes to difficulty level at first. He'd feel bad beating the kid when he seems like he's trying to hard to be impressive.]

[imjustpicky]

Nah. It wasn't Scott. I... uh, I don't think I got his name.

[And it is all so cool, so very, very cool, even if the Xbox is being told to take it easy on him. Picky spends a while just... boggling at it all, including the character select screen, but finally settles on Guile.]

Let's go! LET'S DO THIS!