Ethan walked into the hardware store and walked to the back section where the tools were. He smiled as he found what he needed. The store smelled like a sweet perfume with a mixture of asphault. He liked it. It didn't bother him because he seemed like the manly man everyone dreamed of. Fixing things, being a gentleman and worshiping the women. He picked up a few things and some extra of what he needed because the shop was a long ways away from the docks.

Ethan put his hands in his pockets looking for money and found it after about ten minutes of searching his eight pockets. hmmm...is this all i need? he thought to himself.

He gathered it up in his arms and began to pace the store looking for anything else he would need. There was a rather large hole above his head in his room of the ship and when it rained...he wasn't very appreciative of it. So instead of waiting for someone else to fix it he set out to do the job alone. Though he was walking around what seemed to be a deserted store...it felt as thought someone was watching....