Sniping the fortieth target.

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[ At first nothing is visible but a strange orange face filling up the frame. Then it bounces back, panning out to a more coherent picture. ]

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You mean Haro? Not exactly.

What just happened?

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How does he get access to my Network account? I should look into that...when I'm solid again.

I told you I was from the future, didn't I? Haro is a robot.

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There's a curse today. You could say I'm not all here.

That's true! But Haro wouldn't hack me. He hacks things for me, but...

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It sounds like that's what's happened.

I'm invisible, and I can walk through walls. I must be a ghost today. I've seen some other Network entries about people disappearing, and a few others by the people who've disappeared. So that's it.

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It makes sense, doesn't it? I'm dead back in my world, and I wouldn't be surprised if the other vanishing acts today were too.

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It's hard to stay skeptical in this place, huh? At least of some things.

I don't think his feelings are very complicated. But he does have them.

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He could have a look at some of Haro's programming if he wants. I don't think anyone from the twenty-first century would learn much from that, and making someone more familiar with this era's technology happy could be a good idea. But we don't have the tools to put him back together around here, so Hrao's insides are off-limits.

[OOC: strikes filtered to Celestial Being.]

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There's nothing wrong with being bookish, you know. Unless you mean that he avoids people. That's not so good.