((I knooow, shame on me...x3 And Chad, do you really think Claxter would be frightened by a movie, after seeing battle? x3 Just food for thought, I guess...he is your character
))
Myitt shrugs. "Who am I kidding, movies were invented for the express purpose of escapism, and preventing human couples from having to speak to one another."
<Since when did you take film history?> Tara asks snidely.
<What? Can you tell me a better reason they were invented?>
<To make money.>
She peers under the control panel, holding the portable DVD player and the DVD of
Jurassic Park. "Ossanlin, I assume that the optical audio-visual lines run parallel to the power feeds for the holotransmitters? Or have our technologies diverged far too much?" She grins at her little attempt to dig at her friend.
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Hadrin coughs nervously, standing before the door to Zorish's quarters. He puts away the small holocomputer that he keeps with him almost constantly, and takes a deep breath.
<Just keep it cool,> says his host, Justin, a young African-Canadian man. <She's not going to catch on to us. She trusts you.>
<Yes, so far she does,> says Hadrin worriedly, and he knocks on the door. "Sub-visser? It's Hadrin, sir."