3rd Keystroke (video and action for apt 1008)

[acts_of_claudia]

[The video flickers for a moment before turning on. Claudia grins lopsidedly at the camera, waggling her fingers]

Sup, bitches?

[With a laugh she spins in the chair, kicking her feet up on the desk she's sitting behind. If anyone looks closely enough they might spot another tablet behind her... in pieces... what? She was bored and wanted to know how it worked.]

Okay. So I get the whole "transported to another world" thing - been there, done that, don't really want the t-shirt - but, seriously, could they have picked a lamer place? What? Couldn't the world have ended and left, like, Cabo or something? This rain is really cramping my style. Aaaaand no internet. No TV. Not even radio? Booooring. This place is like a total yawn-fest. What you guys need is someone to rig up something to liven up the joint.

[Her smile widens as her mind already starts to turn, thinking on what she could do to fix the place up. Of course that smile is short lived as a door slams and someone who shall remain Artie calls her name in his "Claudia did something wrong" tone (patent pending). Guess who found out she stole his tablet because she dismantled her own. Whoops? She cringes before shooting the feed a quick grin]

Uh. Gotta go. Uhh [She flashes the Vulcan Live Long and Prosper sign] May the force be with you.

((OOC: Action to the apartment otherwise replies will come after she's been sufficiently scolded by Artimus Maximus))

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[interspace]

[ She tries not to let it show, but MAN is that weird. ]

Meet outside the saloon at dawn?

[acts_of_claudia]

[She grins]

You're on.

[interspace]

[ This is where ALFRED will take advantage of the broadcasting equipment (aka Claudia's non-destroyed tablet) and encrypt a response on the network to only Claudia. Improvising a speaker system, atta boy. ]

But where will we find the supersoakers for such a duel?

What, whoever wins that gets to show their finds first?

[acts_of_claudia]

[She jumps when ALFRED starts talking through her speakers]

Dude! Hey that's cheating.

[She laughs, grinning at Misha]

But I approve.

[interspace]

Hey, who ever said the computer has to play fair?

That's racist.

Exactly.