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« on: June 02, 2012, 03:33:13 pm »
((About half a kilometer away from the apartments, in line of sight))
Tyson had stopped on his way to the apartments, looking on the ground around him. While they were frequently misleading, his instincts were hinting to him that he had something to look for here. The snow was far too thick on the ground here, and with no idea on what he though he was looking for, finding anything would be impossible.
He reasoned that while he was stopped, he might as well sort out the useful supplies he'd collected from the useless or even harmful. While it could wait until he got inside, a goodwill gift is hardly a gift if you have to spend half an hour making sure it won't kill anyone. He fastened his outermost coat tighter and cleared out a patch of snow to start working.
((Sat a bit aways from the apartments, sorting out his preposterous amounts of stuff)