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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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"That might depend on the desk," the knight muses, perhaps thinking of power in different terms. The young lady seems quite excitable, though, dashing about so swiftly.

The politician joke goes over his head, not even grazing those frills on its way. "Why would we be disguised?"

"It's a- never mind. Long story." Duly noted: no jokes about lizard people secretly ruling the world. "There'd be a kerfluffle if any of you, uh, Argonians were around. So... yeah!"

Asta chuckles weakly before flipping her notebook open and powering it up. Then she pauses as a thought come to her. "Hey. Y' wanna see?"

His brow-ridges furrow, but he works out what kerfluffle must mean from the context. "Then I am pleased to meet you. I am called Shade-Seeker."

The glowing screen catches his eye, and the offer to watch gets an intrigued rumble. "Please, if you do not mind."

"Asta. Hey." Because that's how friendships start: with introductions!

She chuckles at his interest before turning the screen so he can watch. "See this thing here? I move my hand around on this square and it tells it where to go." One click, and she's pulled up a huge chunk of text. "Oh, uh, don't read that. That's, uh, a future story. Still gotta fill some holes in it."

Mostly because her source for it came down with a bad case of Ow, Somebody Sucked Out All My Blood. Tends to happen.

Pink eyes follow her movements and the events on the screen with interest, and it's difficult not to read what is there when she asks. "Oh? I have done some piecing-together of stories, myself. What is it about?"

"Uh, er, it's, uh, kind of awkward to explain. See, this is out in Santa Barbara, right, and, uh, well, there's this..." Asta trails off after a moment of quiet mumbling. Then she quickly closes the draft and laughs sheepishly. "It's gonna be my big break, if I ever get it done!"

"May you achieve good things with it," he offers by way of encouragement. "But forgive me, it was not my intent to pry."

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