001 ✗ video + action.

[soldiernoclass]

Oh, hey - I bet it's working, this time!

[ To the technologically impaired, these terminals are a little daunting - who knew you had to take your gloves off to work a touchscreen? Not to mention the thought of hooking up to some nebulous and well-populated network. He may or may not have spent the last ten to fifteen minutes talking to nobody, slowly realizing he was talking to nobody, and then trying again to figure out how to get to the Help tab.

Anyway, it's definitely broadcasting, now. Maybe. Probably. He's not trying again if it isn't. (He might.) ]

Am I really talking to all the other, uh, visitors out there? I guess that's pretty handy. Though... It feels like I've been doing a lot of talking, lately, and not a whole lot of actually getting to know the people I'm stuck with. [ Which more or less translates out of polite doublespeak to: he's tired himself out trying to figure this place out one way, how about FAQ round #2? ] So I thought, why not just ask? A little old-fashioned, I admit, but... I've got nothing to lose.

[ He shrugs, smiling thinly. ] So tell me about yourselves, okay? Or your 'worlds,' or whatever. And just 'cause it's no fair if I don't start, I'm Zack. I used to wanna travel, when I was a little younger. [ A pause, and a little more genuine humor leaks into that smile. ] I guess I sure got my wish, huh?



[ There's only so much aimlessly (but alertly) wandering around a foreign city a guy can do, so Zack's taking a break from that to ...aimlessly wander around the common floor of building #1 (having significantly more luck with the video games than with the terminals) and along the walkways between buildings (for the view, naturally).

He's not in great shape - it's actually a lot harder to remember to maintain contact with total strangers than he would've expected it to be - but he isn't exactly falling on his face, either (not that he'll be turning down any free hugs, regardless). And, of course, anybody who crosses his path - and doesn't make themselves too busy for him to accost, post haste - will most likely be finding themselves in a conversation. However one-sided. (He's not picky.) ]

Comments

[soldiernoclass]

You don't need experience to know that. It's different for everybody; it's just something you have to figure out for yourself.

[upholsteredvelvet]

Then my figure it out button must be broken.

[He can be tsun about this all day if he has to!]

[soldiernoclass]

Maybe you oughta have it looked at, then. Sounds like a pretty serious injury.

[ Is that where your sense of humor went, too, Waver?? ]

[upholsteredvelvet]

I'll consider getting around to it.

[Nah, that's hiding under layers and layers of tsun. It's like a delicious, tear-inducing onion without the stink.]

[soldiernoclass]

Sounds like a plan. I'd hate to hear you went and ended up in trouble just because you couldn't figure it out.

[ Hmmmm ]

Though if you're really feeling off, shouldn't you consider trying a hug, first?

[upholsteredvelvet]

...Feeling off? I'm not feeling oddly.

[He is suddenly wondering if they're talking about the same thing.]

[soldiernoclass]

Really? Even with that broken button? Maybe it's not as necessary as it sounds, then.

[ If they're talking about Zack is still just teasing him, then yes. Yes they are. ]

[upholsteredvelvet]

...You're making fun of me.

[He only just realised.]

[soldiernoclass]

Only a little. [ But this is his nice grin (and his nice laugh). ]

Cheer up, kid. A smile wouldn't hurt you, either.

[upholsteredvelvet]

For all you know I could be allergic.

[He isn't, of course. Waver just thrives off of being difficult and contrary.]

[soldiernoclass]

If you were, you'd probably already be breaking out in hives just from watching me, though. Right?

[ Because he's not exactly hiding it and this kind of keeps getting funnier. ]

[upholsteredvelvet]

Idiot, allergies don't work like that.

[He is a very entertaining boy. Alas, it is usually not intentional.]

[soldiernoclass]

Well, I'm not so sure they work the way you mean either. But I could be wrong; I've never been allergic to anything.

[upholsteredvelvet]

I do have actual allergies, so I suppose that makes me more qualified to make them up than you are.

[soldiernoclass]

But you are making them up.

[ So thanks for admitting it you adorable little liar ]

[upholsteredvelvet]

...Obviously. It's impossible to be allergic to something like that.

[WHO IS HE CALLING ADORABLE?! Waver is no such thing!]

[soldiernoclass]

[ too precious for this wooooorrrrllllld ]

So you're the kind of person who makes up awful stuff like that just to get sympathy from strangers, huh? That's pretty bad behavior.

[upholsteredvelvet]

[FINE HE'LL JUST LEAVE IT THEN!!]

...What?! No! I didn't expect you'd actually believe something that stupid...! I-It's not my fault if you're an idiot!

[soldiernoclass]

[ nooooooo how will we go on without you Waver ]

All right, then. I won't make the mistake of taking you at your word, again.

[upholsteredvelvet]

[It will be hard, but he has faith in you.]

Ugh! Stop making fun of me!!

[It's not his fault he makes it so easy-- no that's a lie, it totally is.]

[soldiernoclass]

Hey, it's just a little teasing. You're all right.

[ He should just be glad he's too far away for hair ruffles. ]

[upholsteredvelvet]

...Well at least you'll admit you're doing it.

[soldiernoclass]

It's pretty obvious, anyway, though, right? I mean, I wouldn't really decide whether or not to trust somebody based on something that dumb.

[upholsteredvelvet]

I'd hope not.