When the rain starts, Iman is at the B&H looking for anything affordable that she can appropriate for lab equipment. She's beginning to lose her patience with that, however - she's just about reached her limit for "dealing with morons" today. Anyway this is obviously only a starting point. She'll find somewhere better soon. Hardware stores would be the best thing, really, but she needs computer components as well, and for now she'll just have to take what she can get from inside these disappointing gadgets. Freakin' dark ages, this place - no one's even heard of alchemy, or if they have they still think of the shit that was going on back in Newton's age. Useless.
She makes her meager purchases with her "credit card" (at some point she'll start using real money, but that day is not today) and heads back toward the pneumatic entranceway to behold the rain. For a moment she stands there under the awning and debates - she could get a cab, but she doesn't like the idea of cheating some poor driver with fake money. And she hates the disgusting, grimy, rat-infested excuse for a "subway" this city has. Ugh. Grow up, girl, you can get a little wet. It's not cold out, and the walk isn't that long. It'll do you some good.
She tucks her bag under her jacket and steps out. It's not so bad, really. Not annoyingly light but not too heavy either.
At the back of her mind she wonders if it would be worth trying a little ethertheft, de-hydrating the air a bit, to create kind of a metaphysical umbrella for herself. That kind of trick was a dime a dozen in her universe, but she hasn't actually tried anything like it since she got here. No way of knowing what effect it'll have with a whole different world, especially knowing that the Rift sometimes gives people 'powers', or takes them away, or alters them slightly. Is it really worth messing around with that just because she doesn't want to get wet?
Probably not. She sighs and stands at a crosswalk, waiting for the damn light to change.
[ooc: Iman's at the northern edge of Chelsea and heading southeast for Greenwich Village. Run into her if you want! She might be persuaded to alter the rainfall, oooh~]
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She makes her meager purchases with her "credit card" (at some point she'll start using real money, but that day is not today) and heads back toward the pneumatic entranceway to behold the rain. For a moment she stands there under the awning and debates - she could get a cab, but she doesn't like the idea of cheating some poor driver with fake money. And she hates the disgusting, grimy, rat-infested excuse for a "subway" this city has. Ugh. Grow up, girl, you can get a little wet. It's not cold out, and the walk isn't that long. It'll do you some good.
She tucks her bag under her jacket and steps out. It's not so bad, really. Not annoyingly light but not too heavy either.
At the back of her mind she wonders if it would be worth trying a little ethertheft, de-hydrating the air a bit, to create kind of a metaphysical umbrella for herself. That kind of trick was a dime a dozen in her universe, but she hasn't actually tried anything like it since she got here. No way of knowing what effect it'll have with a whole different world, especially knowing that the Rift sometimes gives people 'powers', or takes them away, or alters them slightly. Is it really worth messing around with that just because she doesn't want to get wet?
Probably not. She sighs and stands at a crosswalk, waiting for the damn light to change.
[ooc: Iman's at the northern edge of Chelsea and heading southeast for Greenwich Village. Run into her if you want! She might be persuaded to alter the rainfall, oooh~]