Taco layed back in his chair it was around the time when most people who came in were just reading the comics instead of buying so there wasn't much he had to worry about especially with the surprising amount of security they had, no one was going to try to steal from them. As he lay back he drifted of, having been out most of the night waiting for his room mate's 'special buddies' to leave he didn't get much sleep, and neither did his room mate. As he lay in his chair he faded into a world wit his long braided beard and blond hair made him realize were he was. The two axes were another indication. Instantly he began hacking through the black blobs around him as he was done so many times, it was surprisingly relaxing for the day he was having. After finishing them off he ran into the woods and dueling with the wildlife, not to the death but for a fun match. As he ran around he noticed a stick up in play.