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[ Lea's innocently enjoying himself in the flower garden, by which i mean, for some reason, he is lying down in the flowers staring at the sky, having a good time, alone. it sure would be a shame if... someone... came to disturb him ]
Edited 2019-06-16 04:34 (UTC)
[There's the shadow!!]
Crushing all the flowers, are we?
Crushing all the flowers, are we?
[ he looks up at her, deadpan for a second before he smiles, only bordering on fake ]
Yep. That's me. The flower destroyer.
Yep. That's me. The flower destroyer.
Hmph. I would be hard-pressed to believe they do not return to their previous state. Nothing seems particularly destructible.
[She hums.]
Did you give that device back to Sol?
[She hums.]
Did you give that device back to Sol?
[ he seems to lose the edge a bit, sitting up. ]
The phone? Yeah. He said he wanted to keep it.
[ he seems very okay with that, but, y'know. he seemed very okay with both npcs :/ ]
The phone? Yeah. He said he wanted to keep it.
[ he seems very okay with that, but, y'know. he seemed very okay with both npcs :/ ]
Oh.
[She seems more than a little disappointed.]
You seemed quite familiar with it. Have you held one before?
[She seems more than a little disappointed.]
You seemed quite familiar with it. Have you held one before?
... Yeah, sorta.
[ ... he takes out his gummiphone from his pocket, which is just like a cellphone, but stupider looking. ]
They're not exactly the same, but it was similar enough to give me the idea to look at it.
[ ... he takes out his gummiphone from his pocket, which is just like a cellphone, but stupider looking. ]
They're not exactly the same, but it was similar enough to give me the idea to look at it.
Edited 2019-06-16 05:36 (UTC)
[ he hands it over without any hesitation because he literally has no nothing of use on this phone. ]
Sure? Go ahead.
Sure? Go ahead.
[She takes it from him with a nod of her head, and begins... well, attempting to finagle it.
Ever watched your grandma use a smartphone?]
Hmm...
Ever watched your grandma use a smartphone?]
Hmm...
[ could he be nice and offer to teach her? yes. will he?
no. instead, he just drops his chin on his hand to hide a grin and watches ]
Everything okay?
no. instead, he just drops his chin on his hand to hide a grin and watches ]
Everything okay?
[the grin is unmissable, regardless.]
No.
I have no idea how to use one of these. I will require your assistance.
[at least she's honest??]
No.
I have no idea how to use one of these. I will require your assistance.
[at least she's honest??]
[ well now he has to help, so. he gets up fully to be able to show her. ]
Not a whole lotta technology where you're from, huh? [ he turns the gummiphone on and presses the screen to show her because yes, the gummiphone is a smart phone ] Here. It's pretty intuitive. You just press the little icons and stuff shows up.
[ she's not five, axel ]
Not a whole lotta technology where you're from, huh? [ he turns the gummiphone on and presses the screen to show her because yes, the gummiphone is a smart phone ] Here. It's pretty intuitive. You just press the little icons and stuff shows up.
[ she's not five, axel ]
Not of... this level. I imagine the spirit channelling technology necessary to enable it would be extremely advanced.
[Elympios could probably do it, but........ let's not talk about them.]
[Elympios could probably do it, but........ let's not talk about them.]
Spirit?
[ he sounds a bit confused, and so decides to clarify: ]
Yeah, this thing runs on happy faces.
[ what. ]
[ he sounds a bit confused, and so decides to clarify: ]
Yeah, this thing runs on happy faces.
[ what. ]
Happy faces? [what] Do you mean to say that this device is powered by the smiling face of its users?
I have no idea.
[ he looks at the phone with a shrug, completely unashamed of that ]
Gummis sorta run on the power of ... good feelings in general, I guess? Or at least that's what I gathered.
[ he looks at the phone with a shrug, completely unashamed of that ]
Gummis sorta run on the power of ... good feelings in general, I guess? Or at least that's what I gathered.
[She blinks, staring from the device—and back to Lea, understanding blooming.]
I see!
So if this device is receiving power... then you're feeling good?
I see!
So if this device is receiving power... then you're feeling good?
[ the length of the following pause is decidedly uncomfortable. ]
.......Sure.
.......Sure.
Then I am glad to hear that you are in no distress.
[this is said without a trace of irony as she continues to fiddle with the device, poking every single icon on the screen like a toddler.]
[this is said without a trace of irony as she continues to fiddle with the device, poking every single icon on the screen like a toddler.]
[ .......wow ]
Yep. You got it. [ he's not gonna argue that? anyway at least one of those icons leads to the camera app, which is currently front facing because selfies exist ] Oh, I was wondering when you'd hit that one.
Yep. You got it. [ he's not gonna argue that? anyway at least one of those icons leads to the camera app, which is currently front facing because selfies exist ] Oh, I was wondering when you'd hit that one.
What in the world is it doing?
[Answer: currently taking a lot of Milla selfies.]
Is it storing images of me? How? I assume this is the same function that was investigated in the trial, but it still seems...
[Outlandish, nuts, impossible???]
[Answer: currently taking a lot of Milla selfies.]
Is it storing images of me? How? I assume this is the same function that was investigated in the trial, but it still seems...
[Outlandish, nuts, impossible???]
It's taking pictures, yeah. You might wanna stop pushing the button.
[ he's trying to think of how to explain photos now, this is horrible ]
It's a pretty normal thing for phones to do where I'm from. It's something with the camera recording the light as it bounces into the lens, and that creates an image to people's eyes.
[ this. this means Nothing ]
[ he's trying to think of how to explain photos now, this is horrible ]
It's a pretty normal thing for phones to do where I'm from. It's something with the camera recording the light as it bounces into the lens, and that creates an image to people's eyes.
[ this. this means Nothing ]
The button? Oh! This is a button? [She takes her finger off the on-screen button, frowning at it.] It had no particularly different feeling, so I wasn't aware.
So this is a... phone. [Alright.]
And the phone's... camera, was it? It takes... images? And keeps them?
So this is a... phone. [Alright.]
And the phone's... camera, was it? It takes... images? And keeps them?
Yeah, it's a touch screen. [ ... what does that even mean to her. ] Anyway, you got the gist of it. The camera stores the pictures in the phone, an' you can look at them pretty much whenever.
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