SPACE COAST: PRIVATE CONVO: SHU

[murdergate]

[ what if i let you get drenched while i hit a button and that was our legacy ]

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[murdergate]

I guess there are musicians who don't consider themselves fully bards, but--oh. That makes sense.

[ approaching a rack of them to start leafing through. he recognizes nothing. vacant staring. ]

Do you have a lot of these?

[roseoftexas]

[ he's doing his best and no one can take that from him. ]

Not really. A few, back in the day. Most people just listen to music on their phones now -- y'know, like the IRIS lets you do?

[murdergate]

Right, of course. Sheba put a book on mine. [ he has yet to figure out how to read it because all he uses his IRIS for is pictures and his warrior cats ]

So everyone has something like an I.R.I.S.?

[roseoftexas]

Oh, nice. What'd she give you?

[ but he nods. ]

There are watches and stuff that can do some things, but nothing like the IRIS. Most of us have cell phones we use and those will play music.

[murdergate]

Something about a bad boy from the vampire planet.

[ it had a name, nodd. ]

That sounds kind of like Slates, but they only had those up north where they had the towers that--did something. I've barely touched one.

[roseoftexas]

Oh, the one they kept advertising? That seemed pretty popular back there.

... Slates?

[murdergate]

They're like the I.R.I.S but small? Rectangular? I suspect far fewer uses. They mostly let you speak to people or record what the Slate points at.

[ not the tech guy ]

Also magic-based.

[roseoftexas]

More magic.

[ he is so ???? about magic. ]

Technology I kinda get, but magic is something else.