Pittfalls of Low-tech [Open RP]
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Aoi was quick to discover that Hogwarts was very...archaic. Of course the first thing he'd done was look for technology, and he'd come across the Compy Room. The jack that he pulled from his neck didn't match the USB port on any of the computers, so he'd set off in search of materials to make some.He'd at least like to see if he could still dive on the ancient computers he'd found.
In the end he'd taken one of the computers and ripped it apart, and now he was sitting in the middle of the Compy Room, legs crossed underneath him, toying with the motherboard and some other bits and pieces. His left hand seemed to break open, splitting into panels, and he picked and pulled at the bars therein until he pulled out something like a screwdriver, then closed his arm again. He was determined to make an internet connection, even if Mello had basically told him it was pointless trying.
He was the Laughing Man, after all. If he couldn't...then it was hopeless.
In the end he'd taken one of the computers and ripped it apart, and now he was sitting in the middle of the Compy Room, legs crossed underneath him, toying with the motherboard and some other bits and pieces. His left hand seemed to break open, splitting into panels, and he picked and pulled at the bars therein until he pulled out something like a screwdriver, then closed his arm again. He was determined to make an internet connection, even if Mello had basically told him it was pointless trying.
He was the Laughing Man, after all. If he couldn't...then it was hopeless.
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Date: 2009-11-28 02:27 am (UTC)There were only a few beings that could know that.
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Date: 2009-11-27 03:25 pm (UTC)Oh my gods, he thought, staring at the hand that wasn't really a hand. It's like every anime Yuusuke ever told me to watch come to life. He would love this.
he tried to think of some witty comment to the situation, but could only come up with "Er..."
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Date: 2009-11-27 03:41 pm (UTC)As such, he merely blinked at Kurama's odd appearance. Kitsune, he remembered, from one of the old mythology tomes in his library. They existed here? Amazing.
He nodded in greeting. "I apologise if I am in your way," he said, making no move to remedy the situation if that was the case. He stared blatantly, his eyes fixed on Kurama's ears.
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Date: 2009-11-27 04:15 pm (UTC)The fact that he didn't meet Kurama's eyes wasn't out of rudeness, merely a symptom of Closed Shell Syndrome, which was similar to being autistic here, he'd been told. "I am Aoi," he said, glancing over at Kurama's feet for a second, then back to his construction.
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Date: 2009-11-27 04:24 pm (UTC)"What..." damn, he'd almost asked what model Aoi happened to be. Not cool. "...year are you from?"
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Date: 2009-11-27 04:36 pm (UTC)He smiled. "There's not a lot of organic people over the age of six there. Then."
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Date: 2009-11-27 04:41 pm (UTC)Huh, 2030. He wondered what his would would be like then, if the reintegration would be complete. If it would even be there.
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Date: 2009-11-27 04:48 pm (UTC)He looked up to Kurama, or rather, just over his shoulder, and then to his laptop. "Shall I demonstrate?" he asked, holding up his new creation.
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Date: 2009-11-30 03:00 am (UTC)He'd been happy to ignore the new kid, up until the new kid started dismantling one of the computers. Victor had yet to run into any of the so-called hackers and computer nerds at Hogwarts, so the display was enough to catch his interest, especially when Aoi's hand revealed the fact he wasn't human.
"Another cyborg, huh?" Victor asked as he came over and stood watching Aoi work.
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