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[veritaphobia]

[ the feed is shadowy, just a boy hunched over with his face half-shrouded, but for the glow emanating from around the device--and apparently a little pressed for space. his voice is fairly quiet, too. ]

Well--this is pretty useful. It would have made typing in the dark a lot easier before. --ulp.

[ silent as a march of steps and alien noise pass

Comments

[byweavinglives]

Keys don't move, Alan.

[veritaphobia]

Well, I don't always have the best night vision.

[byweavinglives]

No? Is there a reason for that?

[veritaphobia]

Just the ones you'd expect. I'm not used to typing, that's all.

[byweavinglives]

We ought to make you practice.

[veritaphobia]

Later, maybe. There're a few other things I'd rather look at right now.

[byweavinglives]

And what is it that you're looking at now?

[veritaphobia]

Ah, well--did you catch the feed this afternoon?

[byweavinglives]

Are you going to do what they say?

[veritaphobia]

It doesn't seem like a bad idea at this point. What about you?

[byweavinglives]

I haven't decided yet.

[veritaphobia]

Well, looks like there'll be time. Speaking of which--have you looked around the other city yet?

[byweavinglives]

I like to observe.

[Yes.]

[veritaphobia]

Any things in particular yet?

[byweavinglives]

They've taken away all variables that could be attached to nature.