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[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn has brought a laptop with him and is furiously typing away on it. When he's not doing that, he's staring intently at the screen as though the thing will speak to him at any moment and all he needs to be doing is listening.

No such luck.

With a groan, he closes the laptop and pretty much smacks his forehead against the top of it.]

Kinda funny how I bring my work here so I don't have to work overtime in reality, but it's still working overtime and I'm just not getting paid for it. Man, I really need to work on my priorities...

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[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

...Need a drink?

[digitale-daten.livejournal.com]

[Oho. What is this? Tries to look over Kuhn's shoulder to see what he's working on but... Takeru is short and Kuhn is less so.]

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

['Sup, Kuhn. Haseo here's returned to normal...And she's in the general area. Staring at the computer. STAAAAAAARE.

... Strange technology is strange, okay.]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{And Diva sits down next to him, trying to peer at his face curiously}

Ne, but it's important to get the work done, right? People work here a lot.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Laughs] Not yet, thanks though. Unfortunately, this really needs to get done, and I need to be sober to figure it out.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn doesn't look up from his headdesk'd position, but he does wave.]

Hey, man. What's going on?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Why hello there, Haseo. Welcome back to semi-adulthood.

Kuhn sits back up and opens the laptop again, grumbling.] Man, I don't wanna do this... Oh well.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's important. And the sooner it gets done, the better.

[He sits up straighter so he can give her a smile.]

I just wonder why I'm not taking advantage of overtime pay... guess I just wasn't thinking, huh?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[Now she's curious. What on earth could get somebody so grumbly about the computer?] ...What're you doing?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey Haseo, didn't see you there. [He gives her a tired sort of half-smile.]

I'm just finishing up some work. Low-level coding and stuff.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Hm. Been a while. [She nods, and absently scratches at her neck for a moment - where one of the bandages was during the experiment, that is. Looks like somebody's not quite over that yet.]

Oh. Righto then. [Pause. Curiosity killed the Grunty, buuuut--] What's coding?

[digitale-daten.livejournal.com]

Not much. What are you doing?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Work. Don't really feel like staying in the office overtime tonight. I'm meeting some friends. So, i figured I'd bring my work to the plane. [He shrugs a shoulder.]

You know, in theory? This shouldn't take too much longer. ... In theory.

[digitale-daten.livejournal.com]

[He laughs.]

I mean what sort of thing are you working on? What kind of project?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Water?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

... Actually, that's not a bad idea. [He grins and stands.] Care to join me?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Nothing near as interesting as what you brought here that one time, that's for sure. [A laugh]

I'm just running through the code of the next patch for the game, making sure everything's smooth. I've found a few problems already, but I'm not quite sure how to fix them yet.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Yeah it has. Keeping busy? Things in Mac Anu going okay?

[Oh. Right. No computers. Ahaha... oh dear.] People use code to tell a computer what to do. [He gestures to the screen, which has lines and lines of said code in a window.] Coding is actually writing the stuff, fixing the stuff, making it actually work... that sort of thing.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[SMILE!~] Sure!

What are you working on?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

I guess. [After a moment, she chuckles quietly.] Mac Anu, huh...jeez, you just reminded me of something I gotta do at some point.

I see. [Staaaaaaares at computer screen with all of its code. After a moment of staring:] Wow, that looks like a pain in the ass.

[...Says the person who doesn't understand any of it.]

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Awesome. [Bar, here we come~! Maybe he'll get something alcoholic after all...~]

Just doing some work with computers. Making sure nothing will break when we release it to the public.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

I did? Hah, and what would that be?

Yeah, it's definitely a pain in the ass. Especially when you can't tell where in this mess of words the actual problem might be.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Isaac gets there first and hops over the bar to the far side, digging for glasses]

What's a computer? Something from your world?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Get out of Mac Anu and go to Dol Dona to visit my- [A brief pause.] - parents. The folks who raised me. Aunt might get on my case if I don't.

Oh jeez. [Thinks for a moment.] It doesn't explode or anything when you screw up, does it?

[digitale-daten.livejournal.com]

Ah. I probably can't help you there, since you would know the ins and outs of the game better than I would.

[Still, looks at him curiously.] Sometimes sleeping on it helps, if you have enough time to do that.