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[she's humming from the start — soft, lengthy notes. her eyes are cast down, focused on the keys, looking to find the right ones to give her back all the pictures and voices she's gotten to see and hear this whole time. she sends brief, expectant glances up to the screen, mouth pursing a bit the longer it stays black and quiet.
you futuristic realms and your technologies. gosh.
she lets out a sigh, combing hair back behind her ear. the last note of her idle hum ends a little unsatisfied. hmnh...
the words she murmurs have no translation the technology can pick up, but the tone isn't foreign. she just wants to hear you talk.]
you futuristic realms and your technologies. gosh.
she lets out a sigh, combing hair back behind her ear. the last note of her idle hum ends a little unsatisfied. hmnh...
the words she murmurs have no translation the technology can pick up, but the tone isn't foreign. she just wants to hear you talk.]
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