He was using his powers for kinda good now anyway! By "good," of course, Gabe meant being a rogue Robin Hood with a hard on for video games, but still. He liked to pretend that swinging his bottle-bat threatening was raising his two handed weaponry skills, and that collecting star seeds was like...collecting dragon souls!
Gabriel O'Leary never claimed to be a bright boy, and becoming a Negaverse agent didn't change any of that at all. So, on a whim and regretting his lack of pocket change, he'd powered up in a bathroom a few stores down from the local All Your Base store.
It was nearing Christmas time, sure, and there was no way in hell his stuffy parents were buying him s**t. They'd already told him that his terrible grades had ensured that; but honestly, he was used to it. Hell, it was his own ******** fault for skipping class when he could. Which resulted in detention that he skipped. Which resulted in in-house suspensions that he whined about, where he actually DID his homework because there was LITERALLY nothing better to do.
All of that resulted in a lot of pent up frustration for the lieutenant; he still wasn't too sure how everything worked. Tanzanite was a ******** scary b***h, he knew that, and avoided the hellish lady whenever possible. He jumped (albeit clumsily) from roof top to roof top, swinging down in front of the store with a wild grin on his face and wiggling his glass bat at the door.
"FUS RO DAH!" He whacked the door with his bat, the force breaking the glass and setting off the alarm. Gleefully, Graphite skipped inside, armed with a large duffel bag he swiftly stuffed with games. A Collector's Edition Skyrim here, one of the same for Star Wars: The Old Republic there. Then?
All of the game time codes. All of them.
While the redhead was gleefully stuffing his stocking, so to speak, he was oblivious to the chaos he was causing....unfortunately for him.
