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[ This time, KAITO hasn't brought a glowing musical thing with him to the Plane. Instead, he has a tiny pink envelope, sealed with a pink heart sticker. His name is printed on the outside in purple. ]

I should open this here instead of on Maki-sama's computer, in case it's something nasty. You never know...

[ He peels the sticker off and opens the envelope's flap. He holds it at arms length, jaw set. When nothing happens, he observes it a little closer, propping the envelope open with two fingers and peering inside.

Out flies a leek! Right into his eye.

He drops the envelope and curls on the floor, a hand over his eye. The envelope continues to spew leeks, until he's buried in a pile of the things. Then the envelope starts speaking, in a voice similar to KAITO's in its computerized quality, though it is decidedly feminine. ]

"I'VE FOUND YOU, YOU ROTTEN VIRUS! I'M TRACKING YOU AND I'M GOING TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND HAVE MY REVENGE! SO BE READY!"

[ The envelope spits out one more leek into the air, which catches KAITO on the head soon as he manages to surface from the leek pile. He rubs his head. ]

Ah. This isn't good.

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...Data? That's...but they look like leeks. [Does not compute.]

And I look like a human. It's all in the representation.

[ Attempting to climb out of the leekpile now ]

Then what does that make you, exactly? If you don't mind me asking.

Ah, I'm a program.

...Oh. Oh, I see. That's...well, that's new.

And being able to physically interact with a user is new to me.

[ Almost free! KAITO frees his leg, and as a result, tumbles face-forward down the pile. ] Nnnng.

I imagine it would be.

Here. [Extends a hand to help him up.] That is...assuming I even can.]

[ KAITO takes his hand. Yep, fully tangible on the Plane. Lack of a pulse or human warmth might be a bit off-putting, but otherwise he's just like a real boy! *cough* ]

Thank you. [ Brushes himself off and rights the scarf around his neck ]

No problem.

Ah, I'm called KAITO by the way. You?

KAITO..it's nice to meet you, KAITO. I'm Hei.

Nice to meet you too, Hei. Er, Hei-kun, maybe? I'm not that used to honorifics.

Just Hei is fine.

Okay. Hei.

[ KAITO turns and regards the pile, then scratches his head. ] You wouldn't happen to like leeks, would you?

Um...well, are they real?

[ He picks up a leek and taps Hei on the shoulder with it. ]

Well. They're solid. [ He rubs at his mouth with one hand, perplexed. ] I'm not sure why. They really shouldn't be, to you at least. It's normal for data to be tangible for programs, but not for users.

[And right now Hei is just thinking "Oooh I get to cook with formerly intangible ingredients? SWEET!"]

Well...if you don't have a use for them, I could take them, I suppose.

If I could turn them all into ice cream, I would, but that'd take a while, and I'm not sure if they'd rewrite well.

Users make soup with them, right?

Soup, yes. [Picks up a leek and hey, it feels pretty real!] I was thinking about making vichyssoise, actually...

Vichy... [ KAITO blinks. Out comes his glowy keyboard and he opens up a screen. ] Wiki wiki wiki... [ He's on Wikipedia with a few keystrokes. ] Ah, "vichyssoise (pronounced /viːʃiːˈswɑːz/, commonly mispronounced pronounced /viːʃiːˈswɑː/) is a French-style soup made of puréed leeks, onions, potatoes, cream and chicken stock. It is traditionally served cold."

... Isn't soup supposed to be warm?

[Watches with mild surprise and chuckles a little.] Unless it's a cold soup, yes.

[ ... Users are so weird. KAITO closes the screen and the keyboard vanishes. ] Don't tell me you serve ice cream warm.

[Smiles.] Nope, not usually.

That's a relief.

There's fried ice cream, though. I've never made it, but it's exactly what it sounds like.

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