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[radioarchive]

There's a new face in the Nexus! -And there she goes, immediately sticking her head into the portal she just came out of. When Asta comes back, she looks remarkably unfrazzled about the whole thing. "Huh. Cool. This'd make a cool feature to write about." The young woman quirks a crooked little smile before flipping open a notebook. (Said notebook is full of indecipherable scribbles. Bad handwriting is a double-edged sword.)

"So, lemme get this straight," she drawls. "You guys just replaced my front closet with a- whatever this is." A beat. "...Oh man, this is so cool! So if I bring my netbook here, will I still get a signal from my router? I mean, my connection's not great, but still..."

Smile real big, Nexus. You're the next big thing on Network Zero.

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[thesmashingthunder]

"Pika?" If she looks down - lower than that - Asta will see that by her feet is a foot tall, yellow mouse with tall, rabbit-like ears. Pikachu's ears twitched curiously, head tilted. He hops around her to inspect her, then tries to hop onto a nearby chair so he could peer at her notebook. What symbols were those? The portal behind her looked like it opened into some sort of office - something Pikachu was almost completely unfamiliar with.

"Pi?"

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Is that-?

She looks down. Way down. Down by her feet. And there's no mistaking that particular silhouette for anything other than what it is. Asta squeals in delight, kneeling down to look at Pikachu. "Oh my God! I would so tell the guys if they wouldn't think I'm nuts!" She reaches out to prod gingerly at one of Pikachu's ears. "Oh, you are so dang cute!"

[thesmashingthunder]

Well...this was new. Pikachu had been praised for his agility, his strength in battle, his rare electrical voltage-! But cuteness, not so much. He heard it from the crowd every now and then but the Smash tournament wasn't exactly a beauty contest.

When his ear is prodded, he twitches it again on instinct. Then reaches out to touch her face. Since they were just poking each other.
"Pikachu?"

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It's real. It's real and it's poking her cheeks. Asta squeals again, at an even higher register. "Ohhhhh man." She reaches out towards Pikachu and prods one of its cheeks. Then she recoils like she just got zapped by static electricity. (Which she probably did.)

"Ow! Ooh, stingy. Won't do that again."

[thesmashingthunder]

He recoiled slightly at the high squeal. He hadn't heard a sound like that before! Not even as a Pichu.

"Pi!" Apparently his cheeks are sensitive to poking. He gives a displeased squeak and rubs his red cheek. Looking at her quizzically, he runs off on all fours. But he soon returned with a pamphlet in his mouth. Standing up, he transferred it to a hand and held it up to her. Most people seemed to read these things when they came here, so it should help her!

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Asta's kyrptonite: cute things.

She takes the pamphlet, but tucks it under her arm instead of reading it. She'll read it later. Then scan it and put it up on the network for the wider world to see! (And promptly get told what a terrible job at Photoshop she did.)

"Aaw, thanks, little guy! -Girl? -Whichever."

[thesmashingthunder]

Pikachu smiled and nodded, then hopped up upon a nearby chair, peeking at her notes. He could normally read somewhat but her handwriting was terrible.

"Pika?" He tried jumping onto her shoulder, to see if they made better sense from her point of view. Nope, still looked very scribbly. "Pika pi?" He pointed at her notes, asking for an explanation.