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estoria2015-02-20 01:31 am
tuberculosis) wrote in estoria2015-02-20 01:31 am
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99% idiot ( closed )
Who: Souji (tuberculosis) & America (bigstick)
When: IC 11/21
Where: Shopping district, evening.
What: random encounters, old school meets new school, technology why.
Rating/Warning: none, probably.
[it's breaktime.
which, for souji, means doing little more than grabbing onigiri from a food stall and sitting on a bench for a minutes before he picks up patrolling the city for anything important—like he does on most nights.
he's got the idea in mind to learn a little more about how the cerevice works; he hadn't bothered beyond the very basics before since it didn't seem necessary. but as more people filter into the city and use it much more often than they used to? well, he's probably going to end up needing it at some point. but a guy that comes from the 1860s isn't exactly adept at this. even his previous jamajar network experience didn't stretch beyond a very basic phone with limited capabilities.
so with the riceball in one hand and the cerevice in the other, souji's brows are knit with confusion. clearly? he's got no idea what he's doing, which is annoying when there are very specific things he wants to figure out. randomly pressing things, opening apps... well, it just results in a lot of beeping and errors. it's not conducive to anything at all.
so he's sighing a bit at it, and somehow the hum that he emits manages to sound passive aggressive... towards the cerevice. amazing. clearly, he needs help. someone help the obstinate and clueless samurai, please.]
tuberculosis) & America (bigstick)When: IC 11/21
Where: Shopping district, evening.
What: random encounters, old school meets new school, technology why.
Rating/Warning: none, probably.
[it's breaktime.
which, for souji, means doing little more than grabbing onigiri from a food stall and sitting on a bench for a minutes before he picks up patrolling the city for anything important—like he does on most nights.
he's got the idea in mind to learn a little more about how the cerevice works; he hadn't bothered beyond the very basics before since it didn't seem necessary. but as more people filter into the city and use it much more often than they used to? well, he's probably going to end up needing it at some point. but a guy that comes from the 1860s isn't exactly adept at this. even his previous jamajar network experience didn't stretch beyond a very basic phone with limited capabilities.
so with the riceball in one hand and the cerevice in the other, souji's brows are knit with confusion. clearly? he's got no idea what he's doing, which is annoying when there are very specific things he wants to figure out. randomly pressing things, opening apps... well, it just results in a lot of beeping and errors. it's not conducive to anything at all.
so he's sighing a bit at it, and somehow the hum that he emits manages to sound passive aggressive... towards the cerevice. amazing. clearly, he needs help. someone help the obstinate and clueless samurai, please.]
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just because he's not at all surprised by the massive level of weirdness doesn't mean he understands any of its finer details. he absolutely doesn't. which is why the tangent is one that kind of goes right over souji's head in every way. which is exactly why he's giving america a pretty pointed look at this whole exchange. definitely not aiding in successfully building a friendship here.]
I guess I'll have to take your word for that, don't you think? It's not like I have experience with anything like it.