Day 35: T&M Electronics

[darwinism]

[ From here. ]

While Sylar had originally dodged into the electronics store to avoid knowing eyes from seeing him, he realized as soon as he stepped in that checking the place out probably wasn't a bad idea. After all, the only power he knew he still had and which didn't cripple him with headaches was his original one, and as much as he hated the idea of being unable to access his other powers, he had to make the best of what he had.

Last night, the Institute had given him back his possessions long enough for him to taste them, savor them. And now he'd make sure he got them back, even if he had to start with equipment as mundane as wires and screwdrivers. He knew how things worked and while horology was his field of expertise, he certainly wasn't limited to it.

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[quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com]

[from here] (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/447260.html?thread=36696604#t36696604)

Beatrix entered the store, holding the door for SubZero to follow, and glanced around the room. There was another man in here, one she thought she'd seen before, and she gave a slight nod in greeting as she walked to the front counter. Once there, she extracted the iPod she'd acquired from the small pocket at her waistband and set it on the counter.

She smiled at the person behind the counter. "Hello."

[icy-demise.livejournal.com]

Following Arlene into the store, he gave a slightly appraising glance to the other man in there, before turning his attention to the rest of the store. If this worked, he'd have to come back here again with the gameboy... maybe even make another trip to the Doctor's office and see if they could get anything else.

Of course, it would probably seem a bit odd for a grown man like himself to be in possession of something like that, but he could always see if Arlene was up for doing this again, or make a deal with someone else.

[damned-town.livejournal.com]

The woman behind the counter looked up from the toaster she was working on, giving a smile to the two people who had walked in. "Hey there." Tina, the owner, hid away the appliance she hadn't quite fixed yet, and took a look at what the woman put down in front of her.

That was about when she remembered that it was Institute day. These guys must have been from that place.

"Something I can help you two with?"

[quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com]

Keeping a pleasant look on her face, Beatrix nodded. "Your sign out front says you buy used electronics. I was wondering if you'd be interested in this iPod," she said, indicating the device she'd set on the counter. "It's in good working condition and all three parts are here."

[icy-demise.livejournal.com]

Instead of hovering over Arlene as she talked, SubZero wandered the store. Arlene was likely much better at this manner of persuasion than SubZero. He'd never had to talk his way into or out of any situation, and was much better at convincing people with his fists.

[k4t4str0ph4l.livejournal.com]

Schuldig strolled into the electronics store, really quite pleased with himself. No less than fifty dollars in a day, and everything going more or less according to plan. He wasn't really expecting any difficulties here; whether or not he was an obvious institute patient, he'd never known a store to be shy about taking money from anyone who wanted to give them some.

The shopping was quick; all he needed was a CD player that looked like it wouldn't break easily - he picked one with rechargeable batteries, on the off chance that there was an outlet in the rooms that could be used to charge them with - and an appropriate CD. A compilation of classical music was really all he needed, and one of those was hardly difficult to find. Beethoven, Mozart, Vivaldi...more than suitable.

Carrying them up to the counter, he set them there with a grin at the clerk, tossing down his money beside them. "Think you can ring me up? I'm in a hurry."

[damned-town.livejournal.com]

Darren, a kid who looked like he was probably still in high school somewhere, looked up when Schuldig came over. "Sure."

It probably wouldn't be in a hurry though. He still wasn't all that great on the register. It was one of those things that Tina had made pretty custom through years of fiddling with it, and it took just the right touch to get it to open. "You new in town? I don't think I've seen you before."

[k4t4str0ph4l.livejournal.com]

"Visiting," Schuldig replied blithely. He wasn't sure if the kid would connect that to his being an institute patient, and didn't care. His money was legitimate enough, after all. "I thought I'd pick up a present for a friend of mine while I'm here and it's on my mind."

[damned-town.livejournal.com]

"Uh, okay." Darren might have made the connection, but right then was when the register managed to open with a sharp ching!, cause the startled kid to jump a little. Laughing, he sheepishly looked at the guy as he finished ringing him up. "Hope your friend enjoys it. It's not a bad deal."

[k4t4str0ph4l.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." Schuldig smiled at the kid, using his own pleasure at how well things were going to make the expression as genuine as it ever got. Freaking the boy out with one of his patented wicked smirks would just be counterproductive, after all. "I'm sure he will."

And that, of course, was nothing more than fact; being a telepath meant always having the right gift, if one were inclined to give them.