niteo_logs | There's no such thing as bad weather

Characters: Vera Solomon, Open
When: July 18th
Where: Nesreca
Rating: PG
Summary: Now that it had stopped raining for the time being, Vera has decided to take a walk around the city. And kick puddles.

Vera didn’t really have a planned route when she left the apartment building; she had gotten sick of sitting around with her thumb up her ass and just wanted to get out of the building. Which was why the moment she realised that it wasn’t going to rain today, she had hastily thrown on an old blouse and slightly too big jeans she had found in her apartment along with her boots and PDA, and left immediately afterwards.

Now she walked along a street nearby the apartment, hands in her pockets as she occasionally kicked the deep puddles that filled the street, not really caring that she got her jeans a bit wet by doing so, though tucking her jeans into her boots stopped them from becoming too wet; she never got the chance to do things like this back home, so might as well make the most of it, even if it was puddle kicking. It was still rather fun though.

"…I’m such a fucking child.” Vera thought to herself as she continued to walk and kick another puddle.

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Vera didn't bother to reply to Mitsunari's question as Youji was already doing so, although she had also arched an eyebrow; there were those who didn't have this sort of technology before and they were able to figure it out after a while, it wasn't that hard.

At the message that Youji sent to her, she gave the kid a faint amused/possibly, slightly, maybe fond smile before showing the sent message to Mitsunari. She then typed out another message for the newcomer- "It's exactly like Youji said, just do what I'm doing but click the 'send' button instead of deleting the message. It isn't that difficult to use and you'll be able to get the hang of it after you fiddled with it first. That's how most of us figured out how to use them."

Mitsunari reached up and pulled out the box he had found that morning. It was a match for Vera's, and he pull it out and started to copy her actions. It seemed to respond to him the same way it had to her, part of him had doubted regardless of what the other two said.

"So then, I just hit send." He whispered. He pushed the button. Simple even if he didn't understand quite what he had just done. He frowned at the thing. Why did it work? Youji probably couldn't care why less why it worked just that it did and Vera who might care but probably wouldn't want to explain. This probably wasn't the time to go looking for answers.

He looked up, and sighed "Thank you, I'm not ever sure that I really would have noticed that there was anything to figure out if you hadn't explained. I've never seen anything like it before."

"It's like an expensive cell phone," Youji commented idly, "Only it looks ugly." He tugged on Vera's sleeve, "You said I could have a bath, come ooooon," he whined, "This guy's a weirdo. Doesn't even know how to send messages."

She just gave him a nod at his thanks; if it worked, it worked and she didn't really care for the specfics of how.

At the tug on her sleeve, she turned to Youji and rolled her eyes at his whining before giving him a playful flick to the forehead and then writing down a message for Mitsunari- "We're heading back to the apartment, you can follow us if you want. If you do, you're going to have to check each floor until you find the door with your name on it, that's your room."

Once she typed this, Vera began to make her way towards the apartment, making sure to motion to Youji to follow her since he wanted his goddamn bath so much.

The 'computer thing' was like an expensive 'cell phone'? So a 'cell phone' was like a cheaper 'computer thing'? Mitsunari wondered for a moment whether there was any reason he would need to know about cell phones. The computer thing was enough for now.

Apparently Youji thought he was weird for not knowing how to use a thing that he was fairly sure didn't exist in his own world. Mitsunari half grinned before stifling it. Whatever else he might be Youji was certainly still a kid.

Reading Vera's message he nodded, "Thank you. I guess I will, it just seemed odd how... controlled this all is."

He fell in behind her when she set off.

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