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"Good evening," Archie waved his hand. This was how you talked to people right? He was used to having a keyboard in front of him, so this? This was something new.

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"Oh?" Archie replied, straightening out his coat. Maybe this man was just passing by? Well that would definitely be awkward. However, the thought quickly slipped away when this stranger started to speak again.

It wasn't uncommon for somebody to know Archie's online name. After all, it was something he tended to use quite often. But this man-- well he did look very... ominous. Something that made a slight shiver run down the back of his spine. "I might be," Archie said, eyes squinting and head tilting to the side. He wouldn't admit to being the Archer. Not yet anyway. He would want to see who exactly this man was and what business he wanted with him. "Is that so? And might I get to know your name?"

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“That won’t be necessary.” Bond replied, looking particularly foreboding in his dark overcoat at the dead of night. The individual known as ‘the Archer’ had been a particularly nasty thorn in MI6’s side for months now, and Bond had finally managed to track him down. Now, his Walther PPK sat loaded and ready to kill inside his coat and backup were a few blocks away. There was no way ‘the Archer’ was escaping this time.

“You are ‘the Archer’, I assume?” Bond inquired, maintaining a cool, collected facade. “I must admit, I’ve been an avid follower of your work for several months now. Very impressive indeed…”

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Archie ran a hand over his forehead. How come more people were learning of his on line profile? Admittedly he had been a bit lazy at covering up his traces. But honestly, two people in one day? "I suppose I am," He said with a slight smile, brushing away his frustration. "Cedric Darcy--" It took the hacker less than a second to locate the name in his jumbled memory. "Oh! Oh, I see. I was expecting the man himself," Fishing the keys back out of his pocket, he unlocked the shop. "Did you want to come inside? Or, wait out here?"

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Archie brushed away the thousands of papers in front of him, shoving them into a not very neat pile. "Oh? If you give me a name I can tell you whether or not it is me?"

+ [ 3 ] entered the shop;

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Archie stood staring at the two men, waiting to see whether they were here for a repair, or just general help. He smiled at the man who replied back, before turning his attention to the dissembled laptop in front of him. People should really learn to be careful these days. More and more were coming in with gadgets suffering liquid damage and they would try and insist they didn't know how they had done it, but really, it was because they were not being careful enough. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted at the sound of a device smashing. He looked up, mouthing dropping open. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" His voice raised, pushing away from the counter and walking around to the front. "Are you crazy?!"

+ [ 4 ] entered the shop;

“Oh, hello.” Sherlock had busted through the door in quite a hurry, the tail of his trench coat flapped behind him. Computer store? Was this where he needed to be? Parts, parts, he needed parts! The Doctor payed no mind to the man at the counter, just weaved quickly through isles. He picked up a computer, without thinking, and smashed it on the ground. Bits of metal and plastic flew everywhere. Sherlock got on his knees, rifling through the rubble. 

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Once the papers were pushed away, Archie moved away from the counter. His ears pricked up at the sound of a voice, one that was female, replying back to his question. "Hm?" He cleared his throat once again, although slightly out of nerves this time. Give Archie a computer and he could speak to you via the internet without a worry. But social interactions? He always was very awkward. And he hoped she wouldn't take it personally. "Right yes, sorry," He stood up a little straight, walking around to the other side of the counter. The female she had mentioned was probably his sister, or it could of been Marie his part time assistant. "Ms. Hoperwock?" Taking note of the name, he stretched over the counter and grabbed the book. "Do you know specifically what equipment this is?" He asked, glancing towards the woman. "The female you spoke too - probably Marie, she didn't write down what exactly it was,"

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She went to the shop, staring at her cell phone. But her eyes after a few seconds, drifted to the man. She smiled imperceptibly, pulling her black hood from her head, which protects her from the rain. Hearing the question, Irene shrugged her shoulders innocently, sighing to herself. “Oh, surely you are able to help me, this is the only reason I came here.” She replied indifferently, coming closer. “I spoke yesterday with a very nice young person. Female ..” She slipped her hand into her purse, taking out small business card. “I have to pick up the equipment….. Ms. Hoperwock.” She narrowed her eyes, studying the young man’s face.

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Ah, okay," He said, shifting on the spot. "Well, I don't actually sell top-notch laptop's. If you're looking for the big brands you'll probably be best going to the bigger sort of shops, you know? But--" He paused, walking round to the other side of the counter and motioning for the man to follow. "--apart from that we have a few over here. What happened to your previous one? I also do repairs-- and I'm pretty good at salvaging most broken laptops if you would rather do that than pay out for a new one?"

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It wasn't that Archie wasn't interested in woman - after all, he was a man. But it was always something that he found awkward. Of course he thought that this woman that entered his shop was beautiful, one hundred percent breath taking, but she was a customer and he? Well, he was a socially awkward computer 'nerd'. And that's the way it'll probably stay. Probably. "I could say the same," He said with a smile, shoving the note with the address on back in his pocket. "I believe this is yours," He slipped the package from under his arms and held it out for her to take. "I managed to save everything. From pictures to music and some documents about clothes?" He laughed slightly. He had to go through most files, just to make sure everything was working fine. It felt intrusive that he did so, but a job was a job.

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Cecelia had actually spent the morning working — it wasn’t her laptop she had screwed up — and had borrowed a pair of Alessia’s joggers to laze about in. But she couldn’t do it, every time she walked past a mirror she glared at herself was committing such a fashion crime and in the end had to go back upstairs and change into something decent. Plus that pretty boy from the computer place was dropping round today… bad Cee. Think about Bruce. She pulled the door open gently, the small bump no longer hidden under a coat and behind a table and smiled at the man. It was easier today, in her own home and wan’t caught of gourd, she could control herself. “Hey, nice to see you again.”

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The moment he did call her ma'am, he slapped himself mentally. It sounded 'cool' and polite in his head anyway. But once the word slipped from his mouth, god he realised how stupid it was. His brown orbs lifted from the woman back onto the device. "This woman brought it in, said her son 'dropped' it," He let out a small shaky laugh. "Must of dropped it off the empire state by how badly damaged it is," It would probably be irretrievable. But the woman was paying him all this money just to try and there would be no way he would refuse. "Nice to meet you Mel--" He stopped himself the moment she continued, leaning forward -- just like she had done -- although his was more out of curiosity. "I--" His brow furrowed. Contra security; a high tech security firm that was created by former thief and counterfeiter, Oz Osbourne. Oh he knew about them. But instead, he played dumb. "I might have. What's the offer?"

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Right, sorry about disappearing yesterday. I'm here now and ready to do ma replies!~

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I just have to finish the replies I owe here, and then I shall be on here! :D

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home delivery;

Archie wasn't that busy today. He had a few customers come in with minor problems, ones that were easy to fix within a few minutes. And now it was time to shut up the shop for lunch and do a special delivery. He called it special, mostly because this wasn't actually something he rarely did. But the woman seemed stressed as it was, plus it was on his way to get food. So there was no harm, right? Arriving at the address given to him by the woman he dubbed 'tea-girl', he clutched the boxed up laptop under his arm and knocked on the door.

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Archie nodded, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Yeah, yeah please," He shifted his gaze from the floor, onto the girl. "I was just trying to find a place to eat, or get a drink." He had only been here less than a day, and grocery shopping was on his to do list. "Could you recommend any places?"

+ [ thatelenagil ] entered the shop;

“Oh, hello” Elena gave attention to the guy “Yes I am local, hm, want any help?”

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+ [ 4 ] entered the shop;

Archie lifted his hand, waving towards the stranger that entered the shop. Business was slow today, although he couldn't complain really. It gave him time to work on the little extra activities he had been hired for. Shoving a few papers away, he cleared his throat. "Can I help you?"

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;flails so many news followers where did u all come from hfdjklsa;s

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"Evening," The hacker said with a smile. "Are you local?" Archie here was your typical new guy to town, and found it very easy to get lost. "I'm just trying to find my way around and every turn I go I seem to get lost even more,"