Magitechnology whut?
Who: Lloyd Irving and somarium
Where: Somni, second district
Style: Either
Status: Open
[Despite the cold weather, Lloyd is sitting at a table outside of a cafe, a cup of hot chocolate in his hand. He's never liked staying cooped up inside, and now is no exception. Besides, it actually feels a little warmer compared to his first week or so in Somarium. He'll be fine, so long as he wears warm clothes.
Taking a sip from his cup, he concentrates on the device he's set on the table. The Dreamberry is unlike any piece of magitechnology he's been allowed to touch before. The Rheairds and wingpack were fairly straightforward, but whenever it had come to anything with complex buttons and commands, someone else always dealt with it. Now he has this, and it's his, and... well... frankly, it confuses him. Talking with it was easy enough and he's sort of figured out how to write. It frustrates him that there's no eraser, though. Ugh, it's a good thing Professor Raine never saw that one conversation he had.]
But there's more... [He murmurs to himself, not really expecting anyone to be listening.] I know there is. Dreams and... and who knows?
[Hmm... When in doubt... He suddenly grins. Hey, it can't hurt, can it?
Anyone passing by will be treated to the sight of a teenage boy with a Dreamberry mashing every single button he can.]
Where: Somni, second district
Style: Either
Status: Open
[Despite the cold weather, Lloyd is sitting at a table outside of a cafe, a cup of hot chocolate in his hand. He's never liked staying cooped up inside, and now is no exception. Besides, it actually feels a little warmer compared to his first week or so in Somarium. He'll be fine, so long as he wears warm clothes.
Taking a sip from his cup, he concentrates on the device he's set on the table. The Dreamberry is unlike any piece of magitechnology he's been allowed to touch before. The Rheairds and wingpack were fairly straightforward, but whenever it had come to anything with complex buttons and commands, someone else always dealt with it. Now he has this, and it's his, and... well... frankly, it confuses him. Talking with it was easy enough and he's sort of figured out how to write. It frustrates him that there's no eraser, though. Ugh, it's a good thing Professor Raine never saw that one conversation he had.]
But there's more... [He murmurs to himself, not really expecting anyone to be listening.] I know there is. Dreams and... and who knows?
[Hmm... When in doubt... He suddenly grins. Hey, it can't hurt, can it?
Anyone passing by will be treated to the sight of a teenage boy with a Dreamberry mashing every single button he can.]