[Given that Lyn lives just next door, it's not surprising that the TV gets his attention. Especially the fact that it's playing a movie he knows. He's drawn like a moth to a flame, and immensely pleased to see it.]
Shit, you've got movies from - [He finds himself wanting to say things like 'back home' or 'the present' or something like that, and almost stops himself because this is Mayfield and there's no guarantee that's accurate...but then, on reflection, realizes that this guy wouldn't exactly have them if they weren't from his home.] - from back home? And an actual TV? That's fucking badass.
[Quinn grins a little.] Sure do, man. TV, movies, music... Maybe some day they'll send me back my game consoles. Have a seat if a want. And I got hundred of movies on these servers, so name somethin' and I'll see if I got it.
Holy fuck. [Despite his long life, Lyn is very much a creature of the technological age, and his tech lust at all the stuff Quinn is describing is obvious. And, with Quinn living right next door to him and freely offering to share, stealing any of this stuff doesn't even seem necessary - an extra bonus.] You got Die Hard, man?
[He sits - or, more accurately, perches, like a skittish bird that might fly off any second, because it's impossible for Lyn to completely relax. But he's staying until Quinn kicks him out, in any case, eyes hungrily devouring the screen.] You even have fucking game consoles coming to you? You must have had one hell of a setup back home.
[Oh Lyn. You just sealed your status as New Super Awesome Friend with that request.]
Do I? Man, you're only askin' about my favorite movie ever. [He'll walk over to his laptop and switch that movie on. But interestingly enough, he doesn't type on the keyboard. He just lays a hand on the machine, and it does it in a manner of seconds.]
Sure do, man. The hippest condo on the entire East Coast, in my opinion.
[Lyn's got sharp eyes - they're probably the only part of him faster than his hands, or his mouth. He notes how Quinn pulls up the movie.] Are you from the future or something? [This is his first guess - that maybe Quinn's computer is somehow super advanced.] But hell yes, Die Hard is badass. This and Pitch Black are pretty much all I need for the rest of forever.
East Coast, hunh? Where do you live out there? [Lyn actually knows next to nothing about geography, despite being over 200 years old - anything outside the limits of his city long ago ceased to matter to him. Still, he can't help but wonder if they were anywhere near to each other - especially since Quinn is one of the first people he's met who is very definitely from his world.]
Well, I've got that one on my computer already. But it'll definitely look way better on this TV than my screen.
2010? Seriously? Same fucking year, even. [Man, Lyn feels more at home than he has in a long while, talking to somebody who's from his world and time and knows all the same pop culture he does.] So...where'd you get a computer that can do that kinda thing? Never heard of hardware that can do that.
[Lyn, if he has any accent at all(it's very faint), sounds like he comes from the vicinity of New York City - not that his city is nearly as big or all that close to it, but some hints of the dialect has still transferred. And he's not necessarily prepared to tell Quinn where to find him, either, so he leaves his response comfortably vague.] Yeah, guess we've got a few states between us.
Seems similar enough to be basically the same, anyway, if our worlds have the same movies and shit.
['Technomancer' gets Quinn a raised eyebrow, although Lyn is way beyond being skeptical at this point. It's not something he's heard of before, though he's not sure if that's concrete proof that their worlds are separate or not.] Yeah? The hell is a technomancer? Exactly what it sounds like?
A type of magic. Pretty rare, but not unheard of. My family's almost all mages, but I'm the only technomancer. I can talk to all kindsa machines and stuff.
That's...actually pretty awesome. [Lyn is suitably impressed. Not that talking to machines sounds interesting in itself, save that Quinn has quite clearly demonstrated its practical applications...which seem quite cool.] Way more useful than most of my powers. [This is a subtle testing of the waters, although he already doubts Quinn is the type to flip out if he mentions the whole demon thing. Especially since he's some kind of technomage himself.]
[Despite his impression that Quinn is too relaxed to get upset by this, Lyn still watches him closely as he speaks.] 'M a demon. There's a few powers that come with the package. Speed, telekinesis, shapeshifting, pyrotechnics, teleportation...that kinda stuff.
[His eyebrows do raise at the mention of being a demon. There are summoners in his world, but demons aren't usually what they call out.] A demon, huh? That's a first for me. Sounds like ya get some nifty stuff, though. Mayfield given ya all that back yet?
Every damn bit of it, yeah. I've been here for...shit, over a year now. It's just giving me back my tech and stuff now. [He shrugs slightly at this.] Just got my laptop back, although it's pretty goddamn useless without internet access, beyond the files I've got stored on it. I was gonna talk to the guy who suggested setting up some kinda server in Mayfield or whatever awhile back, but I dunno who it was - didn't matter at the time - and they never answered my call about it.
Shit, you've got movies from - [He finds himself wanting to say things like 'back home' or 'the present' or something like that, and almost stops himself because this is Mayfield and there's no guarantee that's accurate...but then, on reflection, realizes that this guy wouldn't exactly have them if they weren't from his home.] - from back home? And an actual TV? That's fucking badass.
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[He sits - or, more accurately, perches, like a skittish bird that might fly off any second, because it's impossible for Lyn to completely relax. But he's staying until Quinn kicks him out, in any case, eyes hungrily devouring the screen.] You even have fucking game consoles coming to you? You must have had one hell of a setup back home.
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Do I? Man, you're only askin' about my favorite movie ever. [He'll walk over to his laptop and switch that movie on. But interestingly enough, he doesn't type on the keyboard. He just lays a hand on the machine, and it does it in a manner of seconds.]
Sure do, man. The hippest condo on the entire East Coast, in my opinion.
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East Coast, hunh? Where do you live out there? [Lyn actually knows next to nothing about geography, despite being over 200 years old - anything outside the limits of his city long ago ceased to matter to him. Still, he can't help but wonder if they were anywhere near to each other - especially since Quinn is one of the first people he's met who is very definitely from his world.]
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I'm from 2010, so Mayfield's future, yeah. I'm guessin' you're closer to my time too then.
Charlotte, North Carolina. [His accent gives him away as a southerner, though it's not terribly thick. I'm Quinn, by the way.
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2010? Seriously? Same fucking year, even. [Man, Lyn feels more at home than he has in a long while, talking to somebody who's from his world and time and knows all the same pop culture he does.] So...where'd you get a computer that can do that kinda thing? Never heard of hardware that can do that.
[Lyn, if he has any accent at all(it's very faint), sounds like he comes from the vicinity of New York City - not that his city is nearly as big or all that close to it, but some hints of the dialect has still transferred. And he's not necessarily prepared to tell Quinn where to find him, either, so he leaves his response comfortably vague.] Yeah, guess we've got a few states between us.
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Ah, that? Sorry, that wasn't software, that was me. Technomancer. Talent of mine.
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['Technomancer' gets Quinn a raised eyebrow, although Lyn is way beyond being skeptical at this point. It's not something he's heard of before, though he's not sure if that's concrete proof that their worlds are separate or not.] Yeah? The hell is a technomancer? Exactly what it sounds like?
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Most powers I know are useful, unless they're the double-edged kind. Know a few folks stuck with that myself, back home. Can I ask whatcha do?
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