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"We could steal it too you know."
It was like a lightening bolt. Stealing as something people did was no strange idea, but that they could DO SO themselves. Could do so with the aplomb of teleportation and complete magical anonymity. Could even make the argument that it isn't stealing if the Queen says it's okay and for the war effort. Keeping us happy and together, and not living like neanderthals. Metallia's laws are our laws. Not this city's. State's. Country's. It's not like I was asking people before taking their energy, even. No kidding. Wow. That make's things a little easier. I mean....I don't HAVE to steal things either. But if I really really need it...and I can't buy it with money...I could.

"You are a peach, you know that? I can even teleport. It's probably not the idea the Queen has for everyday use of what she gives us, and all, but ....what's the word...there was a word for all that. Commandeering and privateering. Yeah, that was it. Government commissions and authorized taking of stuff, stealing, in wartime for the benefit of your own people and detriment of the enemy. I mean, I don't know that some random senshi is gonna give two hoots if I got a music player, but I'll certainly feel better about it. " Not to mention it wasn't like they'd gone into that very store with the intention of leaving money on the check out belt. It seemed plain and tidy, looking back at it. The purchase of things or not while running around the store just hadn't really come up in the thought process of going and doing the thing compared to the aspect of fun and hanging out with Bus.

Kitchenwares had just been a random guess at a place that might have handheld smacky things, and they were already standing in it in no time. Haüyne blinked, coming to a full stop in the aisle, looking around at all the cups, glasses, pots, measuring utensils, plates, spoons, and otherwise. Then the corrupted senshi laughed, loud and full sounded from the gut, "None of this is really viable is it? Like...imagine we could carry around whole cases of these plates and leave thenm on rooftops to ambush some senshi and Frisbee cheap glass at them. It' dbe a laugh, at least. Not so much for getting the job done. But hey- HEY."

Bus was pulled along some more to a display of cutting blocks filled with knives. "These we could use. Or just practice hucking them. Either or. Sound like Fun? "

Haüyne pulled out a GYNNSAM Chef's knife, bladed with 8 inches of steel, and held it out to the Lieutenant handle first. "Whadya say? It's more stabby than smacky, but it would work."

You're protesting that you're a sweetie? You doof, being a hardass has nothing to do with whether or not you're a sweetie, too. The corrupted refrained from fishy-smooshing his cheeks, but only barely. Instead, Haüyne barked a single laugh at the succinct stick of the knife in the wall and grabbed one of the yellow shopping bags from a near stand to start stuffing with various knives and knife blocks. "You got that down pretty good. I should have it better than I do. I mean, my magic is all chucking bladed things at other people. I gotta practice up. And this stuff will do perfect. "

A rolling pin or two was added as an afterthought. And a few frying pans. Then there was the jackpot, a BEKVÄM Kitchen cart (which, really, take the display model instead of wandering around the shelves and shelves of boxes downstairs looking for which would eventually become a cart with all assembly required). The stairs to the self-serve aisles of boxes were near, and there was the obligatory display hard by of boxes full of Swedish chocolate bars, Swedish fish, and ligonberry juice boxes. Haüyne whooped in triumph and pulled a few boxes of each off to throw in the bag. "Man...chocolate. And Juice. It's like...real food. Finally gonna get some calories instead of living off Aldi brand everything pbj in the barracks. "

"Got everything you wanted here? Ready to blow this joint?"