I prefer to flirt in person, so it's understandable that you haven't seen much from me.
I'm not sure I should give you any names, though, other than yours. Just because I've flirted, or even thought about flirting, doesn't mean anything's going to come of it. Romance isn't really a high priority right now, and
Well. There are complications.
But Angel, I'm laughing here. I joined fan clubs back home just so I could keep up with the latest gossip going around. I think you're fine! Puns are infinitely better than poetry analysis, shampoo usage, or Zack's swim trunks, just to give you an idea what I put up with.
Dude. D u d e. You can't hold out on me after I've told YOU so much! You'd never be that cruel. Or unfair. Or downright mean. And god knows I could do with a distraction! Possibly in the form of updating my spreadsheets. (Òw~)♥
And just so you know, the fanclubs thing is *incredibly* dorky. In a good way! In that I feel way less dorky myself after hearing it. :P I bet you'd have gone nuts for my setup back home! All the information with none of the deets about people's swimwear.
Oh. Geez. Now I feel like an *sshole. (・_・ヾ Sorry. You know you can tell me to get lost if I accidentally act lke a jerk, right? Oof.
But okay!! It's a little hard to explain the scope of it since it was designed to work with my powers, but I'll try. You don't have ECHOnet, right? But you have tablets or cellphones? Okay, so imagine you could access anyone's tablet at any time you wanted, just by thinking it. Any data, protected or not, is yours to peer through. But that isn't all! You can also speak to anyone through their tablet any time you want - no leaving a message or waiting for them to answer - and with a combination of the tablet cameras and your very own satellite network, you can *see* pretty much everything, too! And control things, sometimes. I had the majority of Pandora covered. It was awesome!! I'm sure it's obvious why I feel like my wings have been clipped (literally!! >:Vc).
Iunno. Information overload was just never a thing. Partially thanks to my own nature and partly because I was hooked into the network physically and mentally, I guess! It wasn't like all the information was constantly in my head. It was more like I was cocooned in it? I had to consciously seek out files or directories or lines of communication for them to enter my brain, so it was never like a bombardment. And that was comforting more than anything! Because it was something I had complete control over for once. I was caged, but it didn't feel like I was! Uh, as much as it should, I mean.
And yeah none of that stopped me stumbling across some pretty gross things. A surprising number of corporate executives save their more *illicit* files in work folders under unassuming names. As the expression goes, I have seen some s...tuff. >_<
So you used the network as more of an external hard drive. It must have been hard when you were cut off from that. Did you keep any of your own memories out there?
[If she had, she'd be cut off from them. Ouch.
And he's... not going to touch on that "caged" comment. He's been putting pieces together from comments she's made (not always to him) and he's... pretty sure he's got an idea, and it's one he's just as sure she doesn't want him bringing up. Maybe another time he'll push that boundary, but not right now. She's got enough confrontation going on after House's revelation about Rhys.]
Haha... I'll bet you have. I'm so sorry.
Don't suppose the fact that you were mentally connected to a computer meant you could delete those memories.
[Although the implications of being able to do that... He's not sure he wants her to tell him "yes."]
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I'm not sure I should give you any names, though, other than yours. Just because I've flirted, or even thought about flirting, doesn't mean anything's going to come of it. Romance isn't really a high priority right now, and
Well. There are complications.
But Angel, I'm laughing here. I joined fan clubs back home just so I could keep up with the latest gossip going around. I think you're fine! Puns are infinitely better than poetry analysis, shampoo usage, or Zack's swim trunks, just to give you an idea what I put up with.
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And just so you know, the fanclubs thing is *incredibly* dorky. In a good way! In that I feel way less dorky myself after hearing it. :P I bet you'd have gone nuts for my setup back home! All the information with none of the deets about people's swimwear.
(unless that's what you're into, I'm not judging)
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I guess there's no good way to say it. Two of the girls I might have been interested in are taken/off limits, and the other two are dead.
That's not exactly much to update your spreadsheet with.
By all means, though, tell me all about your setup. Let me drool over my one true love. ♥
(Not that I'd complain about cute girls in swimsuits.)
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You know you can tell me to get lost if I accidentally act lke a jerk, right? Oof.
But okay!! It's a little hard to explain the scope of it since it was designed to work with my powers, but I'll try. You don't have ECHOnet, right? But you have tablets or cellphones?
Okay, so imagine you could access anyone's tablet at any time you wanted, just by thinking it. Any data, protected or not, is yours to peer through.
But that isn't all! You can also speak to anyone through their tablet any time you want - no leaving a message or waiting for them to answer - and with a combination of the tablet cameras and your very own satellite network, you can *see* pretty much everything, too! And control things, sometimes.
I had the majority of Pandora covered. It was awesome!!
I'm sure it's obvious why I feel like my wings have been clipped (literally!! >:Vc).
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[But he'll still take the excuse to get off that topic. He's not trying to be a downer here.]
Oooh, that sounds amazing and so tempting to abuse. I would get into so much trouble if I had access to a setup like that.
It also sounds like a recipe for information overload. How did you juggle it all? How did you keep from seeing things you didn't want to see?
[Because let's be real, there's a lot of stuff on people's computers and in their homes that you never, ever want to see.]
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It wasn't like all the information was constantly in my head. It was more like I was cocooned in it? I had to consciously seek out files or directories or lines of communication for them to enter my brain, so it was never like a bombardment.
And that was comforting more than anything! Because it was something I had complete control over for once. I was caged, but it didn't feel like I was!
Uh, as much as it should, I mean.
And yeah none of that stopped me stumbling across some pretty gross things. A surprising number of corporate executives save their more *illicit* files in work folders under unassuming names.
As the expression goes, I have seen some s...tuff. >_<
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[If she had, she'd be cut off from them. Ouch.
And he's... not going to touch on that "caged" comment. He's been putting pieces together from comments she's made (not always to him) and he's... pretty sure he's got an idea, and it's one he's just as sure she doesn't want him bringing up. Maybe another time he'll push that boundary, but not right now. She's got enough confrontation going on after House's revelation about Rhys.]
Haha... I'll bet you have. I'm so sorry.
Don't suppose the fact that you were mentally connected to a computer meant you could delete those memories.
[Although the implications of being able to do that... He's not sure he wants her to tell him "yes."]