nexus_crossings | Trash or Treasure?

Someone's made a bit of a mess in a little out of the way corner of the main drag of the plaza. An entire picnic table has been taken up with electronic bits and bobs that sit in stacks that don't seem to make much sense to a passer by, but definitely seem as though they were organized in some manner by whoever gathered all of this junk. In front of the table a cardboard box is stuffed to the brim with wires and cords of every kind.

HDMI? USB? A weird curly cord with a plug shaped like an octopus? It's all here and then some. It's hard to know if someone's organizing a donation to a local recycling center or setting up the multiverse's strangest tech themed garage sale.

Eventually Peter shows up (don't ask where he showed up from, the kid has a habit of dropping in when you least expect it) dragging a beat up toolbox over to the table so he can start poking around at his findings. He'd thought there'd been one back at the clubhouse and was very pleased it hadn't grown legs and walked off since the last time he'd checked.

Anyone who wanders close enough to inspect or greet him gets met with the same dirt streaked grinning face.

"Hey, can you hand me that screwdriver just over there?"

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"Oh! Hey there Mister Palmer, uhm. Sir." He recognizes Peter so he's definitely someone he's met while Out of the Suit. It's surprisingly hard to remember who he is and isn't supposed to know a lot of the time. They never tell you that about having a secret identity.

Peter tips the screwdriver by way of thanks and sets about to unscrewing the casing on a weird sort of CRT looking display.

"Haven't figured it out yet. I'm. I'm not even really sure what half of this stuff even does. That's part of the fun! For now I'm trying to take some of this stuff apart to see if I can fix it up." Peter's area of expertise is a bit more specialized than an all out mechanic. Rather than motors or analog devices most of what he's collected here is all electronics.

"Business going well, sir?"

"It's goin' as well as it can. I got some fish to help give the place some color."

Palmer looks over the display. He's not sure what Peter's trying to build. From the sound of it, Peter himself isn't even sure. Either way, it looks cool and that's good enough for him. He's curious about what's eventually going to come out of Peter's tinkering.

"Not a bad idea. I imagine there's all kinds of tools to fiddle around with in a place like this. You wouldn't believe the kinda stuff I see over at the shop. I can't handle anything too high-tech. No spaceships, no time machines, nothing past the twenty-first century. Nothing alien, and nothing a guy from 1982 can't handle. Even with those restrictions, there's some weird things."

He turns back to Peter, smiling. "Hope you're doin' well, kid. If there are any other tools you need, give me a shout."

"Really? What kinds? Are they freshwater or saltwater? I've kinda wanted to keep a terrarium but I was looking online and it's really way more expensive a hobby than I thought it was gonna be plus a lotta stuff spooks my Aunt May and we've kinda had enough unnecessary stress about lately so..." Peter catches himself rambling and quickly clears his throat.

"Uh. Sorry. Anyway." He gestures around. "Yeah a lot of this stuff is over my head and I pretty much specialize in electronics."

Hard to specialize in something that's not of your world though. But that's half the fun!

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"I've got some see-through catfish, a few darios, and a pleco. The pleco's named Trainwreck. A friend of mine named him. You're welcome to see 'em sometime."

Palmer can see that the materials aren't exactly from his neck of the woods. Plenty of strange bits and pieces there.

He nods in response to Peter. "Electronics are important. I specialize in vehicles - nothing space age, though. Bikes, cars, that kinda thing. Sometimes I fix knick-knacks for people. It ain't all for the money - you see a lot of interesting things in my line of work. Did a job for another friend with a real pretty jukebox that was busted up."

"See through? Like, you can see all their insides and stuff? God, that would be the worst, wouldn't it? Imagine trying to get a way to be invisible going and it ends up you only turn your skin invisible. Ugh." Peter shudders a bit at the thought.

"I don't have anything like that right now. T..though I am learning how to drive. Just. It's kinda been put on hold for a while."

"Yeah, it's pretty wild. You're welcome to stop by and feed them if you'd ever like. They're friendly with strangers." Palmer likes his fish, and tries to be there to feed them whenever they need him.

"Good luck in learnin' how to drive - it can be a real challenge, but believe me, it's worth it."

"I..I'll think about it eheheh." As much as the idea of fish with their insides showing kinda creeps Peter out it could be good to go and take a look sometime. For science if nothing else. A chance to learn something new is powerfully tempting for this kid.

"Well, once my Aunt gets a car again we'll probably go back to lessons eventually."

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