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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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She's busy scribbling in her notebook until that one word. Zombies. That actually gets her to look up, mildly alarmed. "Wait, what? You gotta be kidding me. They're real? There's no way that-"

Dead quiet. She's... noticed by now. Big time. The color drains right out of her face. There's a long pause. Then, weakly: "...You don't want my brain, it's all gamy?"

[notalldead]

"Don't believe the hype, miss, brains is overrated." He tips his hat while giving the lady a broad, gap-toothed smile. "I ain't hurtin' no one, don't fret. My momma taught me better than to go bitin' folks. I'm just a poor boy who's got a mild case o' death."

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"That's more than a mild case, bro." Who's master of the obvious? She is, she is! But at least he's not trying to eat her. The hat-tip gets an almost sheepish nod in return. "Promise not to leech off my Wi-Fi too much and you got a deal. -About the cat videos, I mean!"

[notalldead]

"Hey, I'm still walkin' and talkin'. Death's usually a lil' more severe than that, don't ya think?" Jesse shrugs and stuffs his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

"Sounds good to me. Lemme know how the test goes and if it works here in the Nexus or not. Gotta get my me-me fix, y'hear." Oh gosh, he pronounced it 'me-me'. He has no clue.

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Oh, you precious summer child. Asta can't answer at the moment; she's come down with a bad case of the giggles. So bad, in fact, that there are tears in her eyes when she finally stops. "Woo, oh man, I needed that," she chokes out. "It's not me-me, man, it's all one word. 'Meme'. Man, that's what my dad calls 'em!"

She retreats back through the portal, returning after a moment with a banged-up netbook tucked under one arm. (Hey, you try keeping electronics intact when you're being chased by a monster. It ain't easy.) She cracks her knuckles and powers the tiny thing on. "If this works, then you're welcome to all the cat macros you can stand."

[notalldead]

"Meme? That don't make sense. It's two mes together. C'mon, don't mess with me." Truly, Jesse is a man sheltered from nerd and internet culture.

When the lady retreats and returns, Jesse cranes his neck to wait and hear the verdict. "It'll be neat to see if this works cuz what else will it work with? Will stuff like magic or electricity be seepin' through other portals? Could explain why this place is so wild."