Not there? But he had just seen it! ...Dammit, he should of guessed, they already had the ability to read minds so of course they would of already made defenses for it, dammit. He swore he was ahead of the curve, that they wouldn't of made defenses for something most people didn't think possible yet, but it seems Irving was mistaken. Gah.
Well now what? There's two cronies here who, otherwise, aren't very interesting in this monetary ration building he assumes given the line up people are making. He's made a fuss already, and he has no doubt that some of the multitude of cameras in here... Thirty? Forty he thinks? Irving doesn't want to draw attention by counting them, but he has no doubt some of them are intently watching him right now, and he might of been found out already due to the defense tripping... So clumsy, he should of seen it coming! Stupidstupidstupid... If he does anything else now he risks completely blowing his cover.
Irving sighs, makes an attempt to look at an imaginary watch on his forearm, and leaves the bank. Now where to? Hm... Supplies, yes, that would be good. Its been a while since he's bought food. Now where is the blasted store though? They change the streets and layout all the time so he could never honestly figure out how to get back to a place he's been to before except through sheer luck or determination, he has no doubt such was put in place to disrupt others like him since it never seemed to effect anyone else.
But he realizes he needs money to purchase food, as after all he buys a very select amount and physical cash is harder to trace than credit or debit. Irving heads back into the bank and waits in line, when at the teller asks to make a withdraw of... Oh, a hundred should do.
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Topic: Super-RtD: Powers for Justice, Profit, or Fun: Yeah, it's dead. Sorry. (Read 54637 times)