[ xie lian is in the gift shop just kind of looking around when he spots monika. he's on his way over to say hello, san lang ferret chittering excitedly, when... she turns the fan on!
he stops in his tracks. san lang stands up straight on xie lian's shoulder. very !!!! ]
[She stares, baffled, before it all suddenly seems to click.]
... Oh, my gosh. I didn't think about it until now, but have you never seen one of these? It's a fan. [She turns it in his direction. Spinny! Feel the extra cool breeze.] Do you want to hold it?
I have seen fans before, but none like this... [ his tend to be more. paper. he leans over in front of the fan and it blows his bangs back, his expression continuing to go OOOOOO: if san lang could make this face he would also be making this face. ]
Sure... [ with that, he will reach out to take it! xie lian now has a cheesy light up fan that says i ♥ nerak. it blows air. this is fascinating. ] The technology of this place is so, so far beyond me! I rode on a machine earlier that rumbled and moved on its own, with no magic, and now, something little like this, too...
What is the point of the lights? Just for decoration? [ he is genuinely so intrigued by this this is so stupid. ]
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Monika dead eyes one as she picks it up, turns it over, and switches it on—
Only for it to be the light up kind that spells something out when it starts to spin. In this case, I ♥ NERAK. Amazing.]
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he stops in his tracks. san lang stands up straight on xie lian's shoulder. very !!!! ]
...What - how did you do that?
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[The fan is still spinning and changing colors every so often. Monika tilts her head to look at him.]
Do what?
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[ POINTING!! AT THE FAN!!! what is this modern wonder of technology (????) ] Is it a firework...?
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[She stares, baffled, before it all suddenly seems to click.]
... Oh, my gosh. I didn't think about it until now, but have you never seen one of these? It's a fan. [She turns it in his direction. Spinny! Feel the extra cool breeze.] Do you want to hold it?
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I have seen fans before, but none like this... [ his tend to be more. paper. he leans over in front of the fan and it blows his bangs back, his expression continuing to go OOOOOO: if san lang could make this face he would also be making this face. ]
Sure... [ with that, he will reach out to take it! xie lian now has a cheesy light up fan that says i ♥ nerak. it blows air. this is fascinating. ] The technology of this place is so, so far beyond me! I rode on a machine earlier that rumbled and moved on its own, with no magic, and now, something little like this, too...
What is the point of the lights? Just for decoration? [ he is genuinely so intrigued by this this is so stupid. ]
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[She picks up another fan and switches it on, this one in a different color.]
You're right, though. They're just for decoration. Although, in this case, they're advertisements too.