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[danzan]

un: wolverine history t @ hs, lit prof @ college, volunteer @ S.T.R.A.N.G.E. living at 2008 howard hill, dunwich hollow more info + plots here ( TXT AUTO-REPLY ) This Fluid is in DO NOT DISTURB mode. If you would like your message to appear as a notification, send "URGENT". ( VOICEMAIL MSG ) "It's Logan. You know what to do."

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[danzan]

Then you should enrol in dance classes

That's a thing, you know.

[enchangement]

[ She didn't know. That's why she came here, to bother you and find out. ]

So she can learn dancing?

Okay.

[danzan]

Yeah. [ The conversation's so normal it has Logan smiling a bit. ]

You know what kind of dancing you wanna do? Or is this an "all kinds" kinda deal?

[enchangement]

Every. Dance.

[ She'll pick a focus when they tell her she has to.

And then she'll be right back here, Logan, so be prepared. As it is, she tosses the Fluid up and catches it in her hands. ]

You should say hello to the people.

[danzan]

[ Damn it. ] Are we back on that again?

[enchangement]

It's important. You're an educator, you have to know these things.

[danzan]

I'm not teaching these kids how to use tech.

[enchangement]

[ Why are you like this, sir? ]

Just once. Say hello.

[danzan]

[ He sends her a look, but she doesn't look like she's gonna budge.

So he leans in... awkwardly... and mumbles: ] Hello.

WELCOME TO THE NETWORK, PROFESSOR

[enchangement]

[ River's sigh might be louder than his hello. ]

Tell the people who you are?

HE'S A BOOTLEG PROFESSOR AND Y'ALL KNOW IT

[danzan]

Seriously?

There're people on the other end? Am I on speakerphone?

LMAO A MOONSHINE PROFESSOR

[enchangement]

Yes? With a video?

[ Is that bad? Okay look, she'll turn it off. Just for you. ]

[danzan]

You were taking a video of my face?

[ If he were a lesser man, this is where he'd be touching his cheeks in a sudden moment of self-consciousness.

As it is, he's just in tremendous disbelief. ]

There's a video of my face on Network? [ Nooooooooooooooooooooooo. ]

[enchangement]

You would rather she take a video of your feet?

[ So much eyerolling, my lord. ]

Or the ceiling? Maybe your knees. Your hands? Well, that might be interesting. [ Actually. ]

[danzan]

What do you mean inter-- [ Nah. Nope. Forget it. ]

I wasn't ready!

[enchangement]

[ Yeah think about that for like five seconds. River's expression is an 'oh really?' ]

You don't want to do it!

[danzan]

Well, excuse me for not trusting the people here. [ Honestly, it feels like a legitimate thing to do! ]

Isn't there a-- I don't know, word-typing option?

[enchangement]

They won't trust you either if they don't know who you are.

[ She gets being suspicious. There's a lot of dangerous things at play. But ignoring available modes of communication seems...like a bad idea to her. ]

Yes! [ She'll even show him, immediately hopping up and settling back down next to him.

First she plays his video and then shows him the text field. ] See?

[danzan]

[ Seeing himself is nothing short of an oh good God moment. He really did just say "hello", huh. He really did that. ]

...can you type for me? [ Because River has a point about trust being a two-way street, much as Logan hates to admit it.

And he also doesn't want the fucking thing stuck on his wrist again. ]

[enchangement]

[ Isn't it amazing? ]

Yes. Word for word. [ Until he starts muttering she'll just ignore that. ]

What do you want to say?

[danzan]

Uh... "is network a person or a group of people". [ Pause. ] And "did you see me".

[ He shrugs. ] And probably something about how you're typing for me, so it's-- why do you have your Object out.

[ By "Object", he of course means her Fluid. ]

i cannot stop laughing

[enchangement]

Wanna see what people say to you.

Multitasking.

I LOVE THEM??? SO MUCH?????

[danzan]

You're going to be typing for me.

THEY'RE SO PERFECT

[enchangement]

One-handed.

[ C'mon Logan. ]

[danzan]

Oh, are we bragging now?