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Isle of Ikea [afternoon]
Sep. 9th, 2006 06:49 pmThe employees on the Isle of Ikea were used to seeing the unusual fairly regularly but the modified TIE fighter landing on the roof of the building was new.
As was the person who emerged from it.
And the questions he asked.
Why exactly did he want to know how wind resistance would affect the Gustav desk? It was a desk. And while each of them had a lamp they preferred, what was one person going to do with 50 Mylonits?
His answer about the nice sound they made when they broke was not comforting. Especially when he picked out a few hundred Fragil vases as well.
But his credit card went through and he seemed particularly enamored with the Swedish meatballs, so the employees didn't ask any questions.
At least until he was well out of earshot, TIE winging its way back towards Fandom.
"What the hell was that?"
As was the person who emerged from it.
And the questions he asked.
Why exactly did he want to know how wind resistance would affect the Gustav desk? It was a desk. And while each of them had a lamp they preferred, what was one person going to do with 50 Mylonits?
His answer about the nice sound they made when they broke was not comforting. Especially when he picked out a few hundred Fragil vases as well.
But his credit card went through and he seemed particularly enamored with the Swedish meatballs, so the employees didn't ask any questions.
At least until he was well out of earshot, TIE winging its way back towards Fandom.
"What the hell was that?"
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