Totally. Or it could be hardwired to trip an alert or something. I'd have to spend a lot more time digging into this thing to do anything about it.
[She goes quiet again, tinkering with a few parts before closing up the device and making sure it booted up right. She makes quick work of installing several things and messing with coding before she holds it out to him.]
That should have you covered. My coding should allow you to more readily post anonymously if you need to--or to hide your identity behind an alias--whatever works.
[ Shinjiro takes the comm unit and puts it back in his pocket. ]
Thanks again. I appreciate it.
[ Though now he's sharply aware that he's standing around in the room of a girl he barely knows. He glances towards the door, then looks back to her. ]
I should probably get going.
[ And then, because with the sad state of her kitchen, he just can't help it: ]
If you need someone to cook you a real meal sometime, just hit me up. I can help out with that.
[ And then he might show up with a couple of weeks worth of groceries when he does because holy shit, you can't live on ramen alone, Futaba!!!
He nods in her direction. He's not quite smiling himself— he looks far too serious for that— but his expression is at least somewhat open and about as friendly as he ever looks. ]
A home-cooked meal's nice to have once in a while.
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Date: 2017-11-26 12:03 am (UTC)[She goes quiet again, tinkering with a few parts before closing up the device and making sure it booted up right. She makes quick work of installing several things and messing with coding before she holds it out to him.]
That should have you covered. My coding should allow you to more readily post anonymously if you need to--or to hide your identity behind an alias--whatever works.
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Date: 2017-11-26 12:39 am (UTC)Thanks again. I appreciate it.
[ Though now he's sharply aware that he's standing around in the room of a girl he barely knows. He glances towards the door, then looks back to her. ]
I should probably get going.
[ And then, because with the sad state of her kitchen, he just can't help it: ]
If you need someone to cook you a real meal sometime, just hit me up. I can help out with that.
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Date: 2017-12-06 02:06 am (UTC)[Her grin is confident, but it quickly falters and is replaced with a mild look of surprise at his offer.]
Seriously? That'd um...be nice...
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Date: 2017-12-06 02:20 am (UTC)[ And then he might show up with a couple of weeks worth of groceries when he does because holy shit, you can't live on ramen alone, Futaba!!!
He nods in her direction. He's not quite smiling himself— he looks far too serious for that— but his expression is at least somewhat open and about as friendly as he ever looks. ]
A home-cooked meal's nice to have once in a while.