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Lucas got up around 11 on Monday morning and set about clearing a large space in the store for Orlin to work in. He had a spare stereo in the back, just in case Orlin's work ended disasterously, and he had the tools Orlin had identified and the supplies he'd requested set up in the cleared area.

He sipped coffee and waited by the door so he could open it when Orlin arrived.

[ooc: Empire is closed on Mondays, this is locked to Orlin for stereo creation/installation!]

Date: 2006-02-13 05:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Normally, Orlin bounces everywhere with great zest for life. Today he slunk in, and it looked like he was trying to avoid recognition. His touque was pulled low, and his jacket collar was pulled up to hide his lower face.

He carried a rather large duffel bag over one sholder.

"Hey." he mumbled to lucas as he came in, looking over his sholder as if to make sure no one saw him.

Date: 2006-02-13 06:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Orlin liked Lucas, but honestly, his love life was insane, and would take way to long to explain, and it could also potentially be very very tedious/insanely hilarious. One of the two.

"I'm good." He said gloomily, placing his duffel bag on the counter. He started pulling out various tools and supplies that he had brought with him.

He also got out the stuff Lucas had provided.

He laid out the supplies, and heated up the bunsen burner.

Acetachlorophmentazymr Glucide, fiber glass, liquid form, remote control, old cell phone, bunch of discmen, one watch, three blank cd's, and an old broken microwave from the dump.

Date: 2006-02-13 06:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The shrug communicated not only did Orlin not know how he new it, but that he just did, and that he used to be able to do somuch more with electronics and this was just childsplay for him.

Orlin looked up and smiled sheepishly, "Sorry. Erm, I guess I just have a talent with this stuff."

Date: 2006-02-13 06:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Orlin thought for a moment, "No, why?" he asked, as he removed the wave emitter from the microwave and started to wire it to a complex series of wires.

Date: 2006-02-13 06:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Really?" Orlin asked, thoroughly in awe of the idea. "I might just have to do that then."

He dissembled 4 of the discmen and began to wire random parts to the other tangle of wires he had already put together. So far, it didn't look anything like the system in his house. Yet.

Date: 2006-02-13 06:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I would love a cup of coffee." Orlin said absentmindedly.

Now to attache the vacuum tube he had totally taken out of the old washing machines in Mauvais Chance as he had 'fixed' them.

Date: 2006-02-13 07:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Four spoons of sugar." Ok, so Orlin had a sweet tooth, what about it?

He put the Acetachlorophementazyme Gloscide on the bunsen burner, and mixed in some of the fiberglass.

He had also put the wire mess into a cagelike frame and had added little chips that looked similar to nanochips, only they couldn't possibly be since these were slightly bigger.

Date: 2006-02-13 07:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Orlin glanced at Lucas' hand and reached into his bag and pulled out a cream. "Put this on." He directed. He had made this after he had burned his hand on his first stereo while in production.

He put the cage in a sealed metallic looking box and poured the chemical and fiberglass mix over the mess of wires. Closing the lid he punched a couple of numbers in the top.

Now to work on the remote.

Date: 2006-02-13 07:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Orlin grinned, there was definitely alot he did not know about.

"I don't understand,please specify" He said, looking over his shoulder and smilingmischievously before returning to the remote device he was creating. This was the easy part really.

Date: 2006-02-13 07:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Are you insinuating that my word play is challenged?" Orlin asked, smiling as he stuck a small plastic chip in the phone, and began to reformate the outer case of the now ex-cell phone.

Date: 2006-02-13 07:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Orlin laughed.

"Then perhaps I should go and ask for some linguistic help then?" He asked rehtorically.

The metallic box thing beeped and Orlin went to open it.

Date: 2006-02-13 07:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Yes I have. I met her outside of Mauvais Chance the morning after the party." He grinned, "She'd spent thenight over at a friends house and we had a nice chat. And," Orlin looked very happy for a second, "She's invited me over so I can see TARDIS"

All this while he slowly eased a clear box of something onto the table, and pressed a button that was glowing a llight blue on the side.

Date: 2006-02-13 07:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Orlin shrugged, working on his totally alien technology as he answered Lucas' question, "According to CJ TARDIS is a phone booth in the park, only it is really a pocket in space so the inside is bigger then the outside. Apparently this pocket is very big."

He held the blank cd's infrount of the clear boxy thing and it sucked them up. It made a slight purring sound, flashed green, and ejected all three blanks.

"Can you pass me some real cd's please?" Orlin asked.

Date: 2006-02-13 08:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"It sounds fascinating." Orlin corrected. He let the sample cd's get pulled in, and then took the remote. It worked. The *wavey wavey* music filled the room.

"These are your speakers." Orlin informed Lucas, holding up what had appeared to be just cardboard cutouts with screening stretched over them.

Date: 2006-02-13 08:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Orlin grinned, "I will be looking into it, I assure you. Now, all you need to put them up is glue, or duct tape. Whatever you want. And they are durable." He demonstrated by moving to attempt to break it over his knee.

Date: 2006-02-13 08:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Not at all." Orlin said, starting to put everything away. "It might be good for extra income." He continued smiling.

Date: 2006-02-13 09:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I do like metal!" Orlin protested, "I was just messing with the kids head. Wait, thats' who I'm making them for maybe?" He burst out laughing.

Date: 2006-02-13 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I bet," Orlin said, chuckling and pulling himself together.

"I can see why he might need stronger speakers though."

Date: 2013-02-16 07:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
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