29 Chimera Court, Sunday Evening

[shiroi_tiger]

Nathan frowned a little as he hung up the phone. It wasn't a bad frown, really. Just... thoughtful. He'd gotten a call from a representative from Portalocity who he'd been dealing with for some time now regarding his inability to get home again, and they'd had some news.

Good news, in fact. An ETA on the availability for portals home. He wouldn't be able to leave until Wednesday, but that gave him some time to settle accounts here, not leave anybody in the lurch. Not that leaving a house to his three roommates to figure out was likely an inconvenience, but he did have a job to quit as well. And a bit of packing to do.

He looked thoughtfully around the few items he'd gained since coming to the island.

No, not right now. Before he did anything with any of it, he was going to make himself some tea.

[OOC: Open! Nathan's time here is almost up. Just seeding that now.]

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[shiroi_tiger]

"Mm, I don't know if that would go over terribly well in the village I live in," Nathan noted, sounding faintly amused. "... But I wouldn't complain about a means to charge the phone all the same."

[what_the_shock]

Miguel nodded. "Okay, so - copper and zinc for terminals; I can probably pick something up at the hardware store. You pick up some of the fruits and vegetables you'll have access to. Then we can see which ones have the best current. And you'll probably want to get a couple extra cords, in case one goes bad."

[shiroi_tiger]

Nathan paused for a moment, and then, sighing, he gave his head a nod.

"I'll have to get you to write this down," he decided. "I suppose, if it really comes down to it, I can write Portalocity to arrange for travel if need be."

He would have to wait a while, but there were worse fates, and he could be a very patient man.

[what_the_shock]

Miguel shrugged. "If worse comes to worst, you can just start saying, 'Get me out of here' every few minutes. Eventually, Heather will see."

[shiroi_tiger]

"I'll have to keep that in mind," Nathan replied, giving Miguel a brief grin as he retrieved the kettle and poured his water. He glanced back at Miguel. "Tea?"

It probably went great with popcorn.

[what_the_shock]

Miguel thought about it and shrugged. "Sure." He held out his bag. "Popcorn?"

It went great with tea.