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[So what, exactly, is the internet? --For that matter, what exactly is a computer? Raidou has to ask for the librarian's help about five times, but he gets the browser up and running and figures out where to click in order to enter text into the BBS' update form. The keyboard is hard to navigate in a foreign language, and he has to peck at each key individually, but slow progress is progress nonetheless, and soon he has four sentences all typed out and posted.

The next step he has to take is to wrap his mind around the idea that multiple people can communicate with him at once; he's under the impression now that there's only one person on the "other side of the internet," and he should communicate with them much like you would if you were exchanging letters with a stranger.]

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[He'll figure out the text input settings eventually.]

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Correct.

Is there anything in particular I can assist you with?

Ah – now that I can certainly help with! If you give me a moment, I can be with you.

[No jk he's going to shut up and actually give her a moment.]

Edited 2010-05-22 12:27 (UTC)

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Ah, Raidou? [ ] Hello. I'm Luka.

[As soon as Luka introduces herself, Raidou leaps out of his seat like he's been burned - and bows rather liberally, in hopes of making a good impression.]

Wonderful. I was worried I might have the wrong person. [ ] Shall we sit down? That way, you can show me what in particular you're having trouble with.

[As soon as she mentions "sit down," Raidou pulls another chair up next to his and motions toward it, indicating that she should sit. Ladies ought to be seated first, he believes.]

Ah, how kind. Thank you! [ ]

[A very small, very demure smile passes over Raidou's face as he seats himself; when it's gone and he's seated, he looks toward Luka and then points to the keyboard. That's his first problem: typing.]

Oh. You're having an issue with typing itself? [ ] Am I right in assuming that this sort of technology is all entirely new to you?

[He nods quickly, and then writes with a fountain pen on a piece of paper lying next to the computer. It's written quickly, but his handwriting is formal and the characters are well-drawn.]

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Goodness. Then a comprehensive guide to sift through would be best, yes?

[Who has to take remedial English classes after school and on the weekends? This guy.]

Japanese, then? [ ] Although I'm certain finding a translation in some other language wouldn't be all that difficult.

[Raidou nods after she says Japanese, but he frowns slightly when he sees her touching the back of her neck - is it intentional, he wonders? But before she can see him, he averts his gaze.]

[ ] —excuse me. [ ]

[Now, Raidou doesn't know much about computers, but he's at least seen his classmates use them. This is entirely unprecedented, especially because it's a combination of humans and technology - weren't they supposed to be separate? No matter how much it surprises him, though, he has to stay calm and not overreact: there's nothing worse you can do to a lady than to make her feel alienated, so he keeps his face completely neutral as he writes another response.]

Not at all! This is nothing more than a simple task. [ ] This, of course, is based on computers from my own world; however, the differences are minimal, and so it should be more than adequate for this purpose. Now, there ought be a printer somewhere – aha! [ ]

[Today is a day of surprises, isn't it? He could vaguely grasp the idea of a PC, but a printer is something else. Raidou finds himself leaning forward, watching the paper being fed into the machine and then spat out with words on them - similar to a printing press, yes, but also somehow entirely different.]

[he writes, hand manipulating the pen without looking away from the printer,]

Difficult? Ah, well, piecing my brother back together after he's been completely flattened is no lean task! [ ]

[At that, Raidou's expression brightens, and he looks back at her, trying to judge whether she's joking or not. He decides that she isn't - and it pleases him.]

I'd say it's more respawing than reanimation, really. Rin and Len – my youngest siblings – have an unfortunate habit of running over anyone who causes problems for them, or offence against them, and, well, one of their favourite targets is our older brother. I've lost count of how many times we've had to repair him entirely. [ ]

Ah, but if you don't mind, might I inquire as to what you mean when you say reanimation?

[As she speaks, Raidou watches Luka carefully: he can't help but feel like that's something they have in common - "repairing" people (or in Raidou's case, demons) after they've been completely obliterated.]

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