2402/A day in the Store

A day in the Store
Date of Scene:	10 September 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Crusader, Slipstream

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Crusader has posed:
Bjorn's Electronic Services has always been an odd little store. It was relatively unknown, and the store hours and days it kept where all over the place as if the owner simply opened it at his whim instead of a set schedual. But none the less when it was open, the Keeper was known for being an eccentric and familiar man as well as a top notch repairer of all things technological!
    Inside the store it was a....rather dizzing away of everything. One corner had electronic parts for computer made in the 1950s to modern day. Kits for phones, consoles and science projects was scattered about. Nuts, bolts, wires can be found in various sections. Old and new consoles alike were also scattered about - no ryme or reason to the shops lay-out at all!
    And the owner was just fine with that. Bjorn was seated behind the counter enjoying choclate bars - which made him seem smaller than normal. He was dressed to the nines as if about to enter an extravgant gala event...which seemed out of place in the dingy little store. And he seems a bit...distracted to say the least. Snoozing near the store entrench was a corgi curled into its tail

Slipstream has posed:
The doors from the street open to reveal the face of Drake as he heads inside. Today he's wearing a loose pair of jeans with some destroy along the legs and hips, and his Team Static eSport jersey with the name: Dynamite, on the back of it. Heading straight for the computer components, he rolls his shoulders about to loosen up the tired joints. "Ey!" He calls over to Bjorn to snag his attention. "How you doing? Any chance you got a 1080 T.I card in stock? Mine just burned out."

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn looks up from his chocolate as Borgi the Corgi jumps up awake. The dog immediatly goes over to investigate Drake sniffing at him happily. As for Bjorn he stretches and stands up - and he is practicly a mountain, as if he was too big for the little store. "Bjorn has had better day Little Man" he says with a small smile "But that life. Bjorn hope you are well yes?" he lumbers out from the counter and slowly seems to walk around. "Let see 1080, 1080...ahh here we are" he moves a full boxes aside and pulls out a box containing the card "Wait...you lookin for Msi, Geforce or another kind? Most seem to prefer Geforce" his deep voice rumbles

Slipstream has posed:
"GeForce is fine. Would prefer if you had the RoG version though. Same card, just has a slightly faster bus speed. Not that I'll see the diffy." Drake heads over to the counter after leaning down to ruffle the corgi's head a few times with his fingers. Reaching for his wallet, he opens it up and starts to pull out several hundred dollar bills. Glancing upwards at the sight of him, his eyes take in the impressive frame. "You play for the Giants or something?"

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn grunts "Frankly they are all slow if you ask me. Of course, Bjorn uses his own custome stuff, so he is baised." he walks to another corner with more computer parts "Let see, Rog, Rog...aha!" he pulls out the box and brings it over to the counter "...do you mean real giants or a sport team or something like that?" he wonders "Bjorn always wanted to play with Giants...but Bjorn never been on sports team"

Slipstream has posed:
"Yeah, the New York Giants. Football team. You're huge. I figured you were a baller, or a wrestler." Drake says with a grin towards him. "I bet you could put someone in a mean headlock though." At the sight of the card, he grins wider. "These babies are not slow in the least. They're top of the line heaters. I get crazy refresh rates with it."

Crusader has posed:
"Oh, well Bjorn does" he looks both ways incase anyone was watching and whispers quietly "Fight in the underground areanas." he chuckles. "But beyound that....no. Bjorn is just store keeper" he hands Drake the card "That will be 400 dollars" he muses petting the corgi "And if you say so. As Bjorn says, he uses his own stuff instead of store bought."

Slipstream has posed:
"An underground fighter, huh? Take me along on one of those? I'd be down to watch you brawl." Drake says as he slips him the cash, then takes a look at the box as he turns it around in his hands a few times. "Sides, these guys sponsor me so I gotta show 'em love. They'll reimburse me for the card, but maybe if I build a new rig I'll snag one of your cards."

Crusader has posed:
"Bjorn cards are not for sale" he says firmly "They are....very difficult to deal with you can say" by difficult, he means alien technology, but he wasn't going to say that outloud. He eyes Drake a moment "Hmmm, Bjorn is not sure it is Little Mans' scene" he confesses. "Tell Bjorn...think you can handle being around Mutants and Metas?" he wonders. After all - lots of folks still have a problem with them

Slipstream has posed:
"Yeah, I'm sorta dating a mutant. They don't spook me. We all bleed the same blood you know what I mean? No hater here." Drake grins at him. "Whatcha mean little man scene? Bro, I watch MMA all the time. It's my favorite combat sport." He props his chin up in the palm of his hand as he rests against the counter.

Crusader has posed:
"How can you be sorta dating someone? It makes no sense! Youngsters these days" he says with a jovial laugh "And well....Bjorn just means, what with being in a sponsor ship - they are technically illegal after all, and being...scrawny, figure it might not be your thing" he admits with a chuckle. He ponders "Think mah favorit fight was going up agaist...The Juggernaut himself."

Slipstream has posed:
"Well, she and I just started dating, like a few days ago so it's kinda new." Drake smirks ta him, then glances down at himself. "I'm not scawny, bro." He lifts his shirt up to reveal his stomach with some definition in his muscle. He gives it a few pounds with his fist. "I work out and jog every day. I'm just not all Hulked out like you are." At the next, he says, "You fought the Juggernaut? Who won?"

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn looks down at Drake and smirk "Bjorn not much care how much you work out or jog - a stick is still a stick untill it grows leaves" he laughs, though not in a mean way. "And Bjorn is not hulked out! Frankly, Bjorn want be larger...but as it stands, already have trouble fitting through doors" he shakes his head smiling through his thick white beard. "Technically no one won" he says "We more or less agreed to go our seperate ways and find a more suitable spot for us to go all out. Juggernaut almost brough down the entire subway station!" he leans on the counter - it audible seems to object to this "But, Bjorn has feeling Juggernaut would have won"

Slipstream has posed:
Smirking at him, Drake says, "I may surprise you. I got a decent left hook." His eyes wander along the muscled frame of the other man for a few moments. "The Juggernaut is pretty damn strong, that's for sure. I wouldn't wanna fuck with him in any way shape or form."

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn rubs his jaw "Your telling Bjorn! He took several punches from the man!" The large man formal suit certainly didn't do much to hide his muscled form - almost seemed like the suit couldn't contain him. "But Bjorn would happily fight him again." he hmmms "Bjorn will take your word for the left hook. He would offer to let you punch him...but that might end up with yer hand broken."

Slipstream has posed:
"That's probably true." Drake says as he gives a few flexes of his fingers. "Sides, I'm more of a lover than a fighter, cliched as that sounds. I do most of my fighting with this." He says as he holds up the graphics card. "Either way, I'd still love to watch you go for a few rounds."

Crusader has posed:
"Bjorn is.....no clue really" he laughs. "If you want idea of how much weight Bjorn punches can have....try and lift Bjorn arm!" yup that was the request. he sets his arm on the counter. Considering the man weighs as much as a car at the very least - anypart of his body is garenteed to be fairly heavy. "And what game do you actually play competively?" he asks. "And well if you can find the arena, you might be able to catch Bjorn"

Slipstream has posed:
"I play Overwatch and some CS Go classic. I also play the new Rogue Knights which just came out a few months ago. It's fun, but not as fun as the old school games." Drake leans over to look at the arm, then reaches out to slide his hands along it, feeling the muscle beneath. Curling his fingers about, he attempts to give it a lift upwards.

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn arm alone must have weighed at least a hundred pounds if not more. Even humans who train in strength would have some trouble lifting it up, let alone getting under the arm for a reasonble grip. "Bjorn never liked this CS Go or similar games. As for Overwatch...somefolks say Bjorn look like Reinhartd. Course people have also mistaken Bjorn for an asgardian or viking before"

Slipstream has posed:
Giving a loud grunt, Drake inches the arm along the table, but he does not get it up. "You do look a bit like Reinhardt! He's one of my favorite to play. Dude is hot in my opinion." He says with a crooked grin along his face at the large man. "Kinda think the muscled bearded types got something going for 'em."

Crusader has posed:
"Bjorn while not play...likes Reinhardt for being a knight like fella! Bjorn love fantasy and all that" and in truth, if Bjorn ever made a rocket hammer to go with his armor...he might just pass for the real deal. He lifts his arm and chuckles "Bjorn is inclined to agree! But Bjorn may be a bit bias! As Bjorn said before, he wants to be bigger...perhaps Bjorn even grow out his beard more" he looks at Drake and gives him a /very/ gentle punch in the shoulder "Perhaps you should consider bulking up and letting your own beard grow out yourself!"

Slipstream has posed:
"Yeah, Reinhardt is definitely the most noble of heroes in the game." Drake says as he finds his shoulder nudging backwards at the gentle punch. "I'll bulk up if you want to train me? I could use some tips and motivation I'm sure." He says as he gives his stomach another playful pound with his knuckles.

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn opens his mouth...and stops "Ummm. Hmmmm. Bjorn be straigh with you. That ummm...might be a problem" he says. He scratches his head trying to figure out how to explain whatever problem this may be. Wel he starts with the basics "Bjorn knows nothing about training muscles or what have you"

Slipstream has posed:
"You don't go to the gym and lift weights at all? How are you that thick then?" Drake asks as he gives the arm of Bjorn another squeeze while it's resting there, feeling the muscles bulge beneath the sleeve of the shirt. "There's gotta be some type of regiment you go by."

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn rubs the back of his head "Well mutants, metas and what have you are a bit odd. This is basicly how Bjorn looks naturally or how Bjorn looks 'normal' or with very little physical activity" he claims. Let wrap our heads around that bit. Of course there was more to it than that, but it what he is going with "And no, Bjorn have no regimen. Honest!"

Slipstream has posed:
Grinning at him, Drake says, "I see. That's pretty awesome. Lucky you for hitting the genetic lottery. I bet you have an amazing body under that suit." He can't help but crack another smile at him. "Definitely makes me a bit jealous, but I'm sure if I was to go full tilt with it, I could bulk up also. Just that my job requires me to shoot people online."

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn chuckles and seems to swell with pride...litterly he seems to become visibly larger. "Well, there nothing to brag about, Bjorn have genes that do all the work. Course the suit helps highlight such things, same more young folk do not do so" he muses. He looks at Drake "Bjorn bets you could as well. And a job is no excuse! After all many builders of the body have jobs as well! Course you likely do need to put alot of time into practicing with your team"

Slipstream has posed:
"I do. I put in twelve hour days and don't get a lot of time to myself." Drake says with a yawn in his throat before he rubs the back of his neck. "If I was to try and bulk up, I'd want a partner though to do it with. More motivation to train with someone than by myself. That way I don't get sidetracked or distracted."

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn considers this "Well Bjorn could try and train with you. Though Bjorn is...sporadic. While Bjorn have store, Bjorn has many many other responsibilities that sometimes demand his attention" he warns Drake "That or Bjorn is goofing off. Sometimes both if he is honest"

Slipstream has posed:
"Well, I can give you my number and maybe you can hit me up?" Drake pulls out his phone and slides it open with a couple taps along the glass. "When you off tonight? I got nothing else to do while my computer is down, which gives me an excuse to get the night off."

Crusader has posed:
"You already have Bjorn number" Bjorn says with a grin. And as Drake would find if he checked his contact list...Bjorn number was indeed there. "Bjorn is off whenever he wants to be. He is not beholden to any boss or anything. Bjorn simply does as he pleases" which likely explains the store fame for never having an actual schedual.

Slipstream has posed:
Drake gives a glance down at his phone curiously, then tilts his head. "How'd you put your number in there?" He asks curiously, then gives him a wry grin. "Is that your mutant power? You can control tech or something?"

Crusader has posed:
"Aye - Bjorn is what is called a Cyberpath - though it goes a bit more than beyound that." he says to Drake "But it is of no worry for now!" he says with a boisterious laugh. "But do not worry, Bjorn not look through your phones private files or anything" he says

Slipstream has posed:
There is another wry grin from Drake. "I don't care if you do. You may find something you like." He says with a bit of a teasing tone in his voice.

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn cants his head "Doubtful, teenage phones are filled with far to many 'selfies' Bjorn finds." it seems the teasing went right over Bjorn head. "And that just from having to repair broken one. Almost terrifies Bjorn to think of what youngster can do with phones that are not broken."

Slipstream has posed:
"I'm not a teenager and I don't do selfies." Drake laughs as he flips through the pictures of his phone for a few moments before giving a shrug of his shoulders. "So, since you got these legit graphic cards, what games are you playing right now if any?"

Crusader has posed:
"Pac-Man, Super Mario Borthers, Sonic, street fighter, lots of the older stuff." Bjorn claims "Bjorn does not spend much time playing games - as he does making gadgets" he explains. "My favorit little gadget is a shock grenade or flame thrower. Of course Bjorn not use them on people for obviouse reasons!"

Slipstream has posed:
"Yeah? So what are you using them on?" Drake asks with a tick of his brow upwards. "Or are you just building them just to build them? I definitely want to hit up a gun range and some shooting. Get a bit of target practice in."

Crusader has posed:
"Just building them to build them! It is how you get better at something right?" he asks Drake. He ponders and laughs "There is a gun range somewhere in this city. Bjorn is sure of it." says firmly. "Bjorn not best shot, but he is pretty decent" he suddenly goes eerily still. He dosn't seem to breath, blink or anything....he was just statue still

Slipstream has posed:
"My pops was military before he started doing sales, and he always wanted me to learn how to shoot." Drake says as he tilts his head, then asks, "Hey man, you okay?" He asks, waving a hand in front of him.

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn made no movement as Drake wave his hand in front of him. Moment pass by and suddenly he seems alive again. "Sounds like you father had a good head on his shoulders. And being part of the military does a person a world of good" he seems to stand straighter...infact he almost seem to be a different person "But, for now young man, Bjorn must be closing the store....something came up."

Slipstream has posed:
"Oh? Everything okay? Need someone to tag along with?" Drake asks as he stuffs the card into his backpack that hangs off his shoulder. "I got the rest of the night free."

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn hmmms deeply "No and No. It is a private matter" he says firmly "Have a good night Drake" he says before letting the man out of his store.