Jon tried to spend most of his time out of doors because the inside of the Compound was stifling, in a way, and while he'd been at the Wall, he never really liked walls. It was too compact, too closed in, and it made it feel like he couldn't get out. That said, there were things in the Compound that interested him: books, the strange boxes that
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"I've not seen anything like this before," she said. "But..." She unravelled the film and looked through it. "I think this is an information tape. I see pictures."
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Then again, modern things usually didn't seem to have a readily-evident point.
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"I think I have heard of this," she said. "You shine a light through this... filmy-thing... and you can see the pictures on a wall or some sheet."
She unravelled the reel a little more. "I think you are supposed to see these pictures one after the other. Where would we get a light?"
Just then, her single-eyed gaze fell on the projector.
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"I guess we place this in there?"
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"You play it on the projector."
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"I'm not originally from a world like this. These things are foreign to me but I have been trying to learn as quick as I can."
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She clambers across the sofa. "It's not that hard. I can show you."
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"Would you? I would be forever indebted."
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"Edward thinks it's a film-movie. But Ed's not sure. It's old-old tech." To Edward at any rate, but she bet she could figure it out and she picked up the reel to pull at an end and look at what she could see.
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He thought that was what the boy said, Edward, and on a second glance, Jon wasn't sure if it was a boy or girl that had spoken to him. He supposed Edward would be the easiest form of address.
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Flipping the switch, the projector rustled to life, pulling the film through and projecting the results on the wall... backwards.
"Awwww, that isn't right, what did Edward do wrong?"
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"Then it would show right side up, yes?"
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Picking up the reel, he unrolled the film just enough to hold a strip of it up toward the light. "Here, see," he said, offering the other man a look. "You load it into the projector, over there, and the projector will play the pictures up on the wall for you to watch. Each little frame represents just a fraction of a second of the movie."
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He could see where such pictures could be used for a great number of purposes but Jon's mind went to the Wall and to battle and being able to prepare for an enemy attack by showing the terrain like a moving map.
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There was always a certain passion in his voice, whenever he talked about film. He couldn't remember a time when he wasn't fascinated by it.
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Maybe it was a good thing such a thing didn't yet exist in Westeros. The armies would become nigh unstoppable.
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To emphasize his point, he tilted his head in the direction of the projector. "Used together, both of them help to project moving images on a surface. We call them films, or movies. A story told visually, more or less."
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It felt strange to be so summer-green about something but the island was a whole different world than Westeros and full of things that Jon never would have seen, much less be expected to be an expert on.
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With a lopsided grin, Kurt reached out for Jon's arm. "Come on, let's take a look. And, speaking of letters- are you taking any classes? To learn some of the more common languages on the island?"
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Perhaps it would be a good idea to take up studies though, on the island. It wasn't something he'd considered when he first arrived.
"I haven't had schooling except scrapes here and there from Maester Luwin and the septas. Most of what I learned, I learned in the field."
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