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[Before he'd even started his shift, Noiz had snuck up into one of the spare rooms and deposited his recent 'gift' from the Twelve. He'd only received it a couple of hours before heading to Sindrian Nights - not enough to time to load it up and see just what his new laptop was capable of doing. He was under no delusions - it wouldn't be as powerful as his all mate, or any of the set ups he had back home but... it was probably better than nothing.

So when his shift had finally ended, he'd gone straight upstairs with plans to take over the room for the night and just take the machine for a test drive. He'd left some drink and snacks in the room as well - the less reasons he had to leave the room before his shift the next day, the less likely he was to be disturbed. Priorities.

Flopping down onto the bed, Noiz tugged the rectangular machine out from where he'd stashed it, and flipped it open. As a brief afterthought, he connected the charger up, before hitting the on switch. Time to see how much - or how little - this thing could do.]

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[ Except, Ja'far hadn't been notified of this occupation. He had duties to fulfill as the general manager of the place. He was in charge of the upkeep and even the empty rooms needed cleaning. And so, without so much as a warning, Ja'far opens the door armed with a duster in one hand and a bucket with a rag in another. There was a handkerchief wrapped around his head that also tied to cover the lower half of his face.

He was ready to clean--

But the occupant takes him by surprise. That and the strange light emanating from that...thing has Ja'far dropping into a defensive stance, wielding the duster and bucket as makeshift weapons.

Until he realizes that he knew the figure hunched over the glowing...thing. ]

Noiz?

[ The name comes out with a touch of surprise, muffled by the fabric covering his face. ]

[Noiz would have been annoyed at the unwanted interruption... if Ja'far didn't look so silly with that handkerchief around his face. He almost looks like he belongs with those stupid fighting gangs on the streets of Midorijima... almost, if not for the bucket and rag in his hands.]

...

[Well he can't just pretend he hasn't heard him.]

Mm. [He glances up. Ja'far still looks ridiculous.] Problem?

[ Hey. This was very practical attire for cleaning. Who knows how much dust may have gathered in the rooms.

Forehead creases in the inclination of a frown. Ja'far straightens back to his full height. The threat was gone, leaving behind some teenage bum that he had come to know rather well in its stead. ]

It's dirty. I have yet to clean this room so perhaps you should move to another. Were you planning on staying the night?

[ As much as his conversation was directed at Noiz, his attention was arrested by the alluring glow that illuminated Noiz's face. He had seen many new things in Zodion. He had seen so many new things that he had thought he had seen them all. This looked different.

It almost glowed like the device everyone carried. Like the "televisions" as well. Perhaps they were from the same time period or grouping of devices?

Curious. ]

[You're wearing a handkerchief around your face, Ja'far.

Noiz glances around the room briefly - the light is dim, but the room is perfectly clean, save for the general dust that settles when a room hasn't been cleaned in a couple of days. It's really not a big deal, is it?]

I was planning on it. This room is fine; it's clean.

[He's settled now, and he's not planning on moving.]

... What're you staring at?

[He blinks slightly, looking for the focus of Ja'far's attention. It isn't on him, even though he's looking at him. Ja'far seems more intrigued by... something on his face?]

[ It's dirty, Noiz. Those sheets could be washed, too. Possibly. He can't say for certain, but when you work at a whore house, you start to develop an overarching need to wash the sheets as often as possible.

Or was that just him?

You can't tell where people have been fucking!!

Ok, no he can. The smell tends to give it away.

He hadn't realized he was staring until Noiz mentions it. In surprise, Ja'far shakes his head, gaze finally tearing away from the strangeness of it all. It reminded him of magic, but it seemed lacking. Magoi didn't work as it should here, if at all. ]

Ah-- I did not mean to stare. But...what is...that?

[ Because it surely wasn't "glowing-tablet-item". ]

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[The smell is usually a give away, and Noiz can't smell anything here so.

It's just you.

Put down the bucket... step away from the cleaning supplies...

Noiz looks down at the laptop, and back up at Ja'far. He could guess, given the sort of things Ja'far usually wore, than his world was probably very different to Noiz's but it's still weird to hear someone say they don't recognise a laptop. Especially when his day to day life back home revolved around them.]

It's a laptop.

[ Neither can Ja’far, so it’s sort of a relief but the need to clean still remains.

No, you can’t make him put it down. He’s just going to stand awkwardly in the doorway with his cleaning instruments. If he stands there long enough, perhaps Noiz will give and cleaning can be accomplished.

He had other work to be done, but this was his break and he had wanted to spend it being productive.

Cleaning.

However, he supposes he can spare a few moments to learn about a new object. As Noiz had deduced, Ja’far’s world was far different. Unlike Zodion and the worlds of the future, people had turned away from magic and progressed with technology. They were similar, but different in that technology could be used by everyone and anyone. Magic, on the other hand, was limited to those with the ability to harness magoi. ]

This is the first time I have heard of it. What does it do?

[ Or is it just made to provide strange, glowing lights? ]

[He's not moving. There will be no cleaning here, thank you very much.]

... Doesn't surprise me.

[He tilts the laptop very slightly, a little more towards Ja'far.]

It's a computer. It's used for loads of things... more convenient than a desk top, but less powerful. Guess this is the best I'll get here.

[ Well, then, he can clean around you if he has to! Cleaning will happen! Also, have you taken a bath? Personal hygiene is also important. Please take care of yourself. We don’t want customers to be affected by unpleasant bodily odors or diseases.

But he keeps those thoughts to himself as he approaches, peering closer at the screen. ]

Desk top? So it is a type of furniture that you can write on? How is it more convenient?

[wow mum stop it]

... No, it's a computer. You can do a lot of things on it... or you could back home. Shopping, writing, coding, gaming, emailing... most of it's not available here, but the basics are.

[ He has a spray bottle and he's not afraid to use it. ]

Coding? Gaming and e-mailing are unfamiliar to me as well...[ Are you sure you're not just making these things up? "Gaming"? It sounds like it could mean "playing games" but why doesn't he just say so??]

[Big words little man.]

... Right. You're from... desert land. It's computer talk. I could describe it but.

[He just gives Ja'far a pointed look.]

It could take a while.

[ Shut your mouth, pipsqueak. ]

Then, I suppose I'd rather not. [ He doesn't have that much time to spare. He's already using what free time he has to clean. Well, he would be cleaning if Noiz wasn't in his way. Instead, he shuffles around to do some light dusting of the surrounding furniture. ]

There is little chance I'll find myself using one and I'm not certain I would benefit from using one.

If this place used them you'd have to learn.

[He leans back a little, squinting at Ja'far over the glow from his laptop screen.]

Not into expanding your knowledge or any of that crap?

If it does come to that, then I will. However, at the present, that is not the case.

[ He wrinkles his nose.
He doesn't like your tone. ]

I am always looking to expand my knowledge, but only if there are foreseeable benefits.

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SCREAMS AND RUNS IN VERY LATE

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oh my god i'm here

are you really??

shh shh.... only tags now.... /looms over your shoulder

guh...not while i'm playing dmmd