Harvey's Hardware, for all your pipe bomb needs [OPEN]

[eyeforaneye]

Harvey's Hardware seems like a perfectly innocuous establishment in the southwest corner of Ealing. Old, not terribly well taken care of, but stocked to the brim with a huge assortment of tools and supplies of varying quality (and age). When was the last time anyone came to inspect this place?

Regardless, upon stepping inside you'll find no one named Harvey on the property at all. Instead there's a surly young man behind the counter, someone who looks both tired and wholly too alert at the same time, armed with a thermos of coffee, a stack of manuals on fixing god knows what, and a book of Gaelic poetry.

[A]

Maybe you're just perusing the shelves, minding your own business, when you hear a voice from the till: "Loitering's prohibited. There's a sign outside that says so. If you need something specific, ask." Rude tactic but you'd be amazed at how much product Sasuke can move out of this place by being pushy.

[B]

Maybe instead you were lured in by the sign in the window that advertises a 'buy one get one free' deal on all items of equivalent value in the store. Maybe you even went so far as to ask about the promotion. The answer?

"That sign is from 2009. The guy that worked here before me glued it on instead of affixing it normally. The boss found out last year when he tried to remove it, and that's why he isn't here anymore." All that to say... "That deal's invalid. No discounts."

[C]

Or maybe you're just here to ask for recommendations or buy some hardware. Up to you! Feel free to message me if you have something specific in mind that you want set up.

Comments

A

[detectiveofthewest]

"Aww, quit rushing me," said a rather familiar voice in reply as Heiji examined a length of rope. He had a few other things in his basket, including some rather sturdy picture wire.

"This is a delicate operation!"

B

[mensrea]

Guess who was totally duped by the promotion. Stiles didn’t even bother to ask about the validity of it, simply went ahead and gathered as many items as he could hold in his arms. It isn’t until after he’s dumped everything on the counter (a pack of batteries rolls off the surface) and it’s all rung up is he stopped short.

“Huh? That number can’t be right. You forgot the discount.”

C

[apolly]

Apollo slams a hammer on the table.

Do your worst.

A - late as hell, oops

[nestinghabits]

"I'm not loitering. I'm browsing. Don't be such a brat," Clint responds from where he's carefully reading over the labels of some chemicals. He doubts that Sasuke could help him, anyways, really, since he's technically shopping for the components for tiny bombs. It's not like he'd ever go up to a cashier and point to a chemical listed in his own personal anarchist cookbook, to ask where to find the thing.

A+C mix, as messaged

[whatmatters]

Ringer rolls her eyes out of sight of the guy at the till, having been forewarned about his penchant for candor. 'Candor' here being a generous descriptor of the referral she was given. She remains among the shelves, calling out with a dry tone that she has no doubt will carry well enough. "Crossbow bolts. In the meantime, I'm going to continue looking at chains."

She's already ensured the store is empty excepting the two of them, don't worry.

You called and thus I appear (A)

[alethiological]

Heading back from Hillingdon, the GPS said this was the closest place. So he should've known better and expected one of the Hillingdon brats to be behind the counter. Joy of joys, but it's one of the quieter ones who has yet to come up and pester him so fine. Ignore him, just get the list and leave.

Such a mindless and robotic task, and the only one that takes longer is reading product labels for the last one - then the brat proceeds to act like a brat. He was more tolerable when he kept his mouth shut. So there's a short sigh, only a slight shade irritated, "Patience is a virtue."

It's the first words he's ever shot back to a member and there is just enough inflection there to know he's being a jerk for no reason.