If Paladin knew Adia's fear, she would reassure the woman fully that it was neither racist or inappropriate to find the tail thing cute. At least not in Paladin's mind and the tail does belong to her.
All these words, all this information! Internet browser, yes, yes, all you need to do is type in what you want to know. Interesting. "It would be very helpful if you could just speak to it and it would speak back, like you do with people." It would also be more familiar to the technologically illiterate. It doesn't seem as intimidating as it was before with proper coaching and encouragement.
Looking down at the keyboard Paladin's eyebrows raise, that's a lot of stuff right there. Pressing lips together Paladin clicks in the search bar and then looks down at the keyboard. With infinite care and slowness the Tiefling hunts and pecks like every single over 50 on the planet.
P-A-L-A-D-I-N
Then reads, as slowly as the pecking: "any of the twelve peers of..." and this is a word that Paladin must concentrate and stumble over as she sounds it out. "Charlemagne's court, of whom the count palatine was the chief. A knight renowned for heroism and chivalry. Ha!" A tail flick.
"Who is Ch-ar-lee-main? I have not heard of this person." A look at the woman sitting next to her and then at the computer screen. "What if this is not correct? I feel very strongly about this, Adia."
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Date: 2016-12-09 04:02 pm (UTC)All these words, all this information! Internet browser, yes, yes, all you need to do is type in what you want to know. Interesting. "It would be very helpful if you could just speak to it and it would speak back, like you do with people." It would also be more familiar to the technologically illiterate. It doesn't seem as intimidating as it was before with proper coaching and encouragement.
Looking down at the keyboard Paladin's eyebrows raise, that's a lot of stuff right there. Pressing lips together Paladin clicks in the search bar and then looks down at the keyboard. With infinite care and slowness the Tiefling hunts and pecks like every single over 50 on the planet.
P-A-L-A-D-I-N
Then reads, as slowly as the pecking: "any of the twelve peers of..." and this is a word that Paladin must concentrate and stumble over as she sounds it out. "Charlemagne's court, of whom the count palatine was the chief. A knight renowned for heroism and chivalry. Ha!" A tail flick.
"Who is Ch-ar-lee-main? I have not heard of this person." A look at the woman sitting next to her and then at the computer screen. "What if this is not correct? I feel very strongly about this, Adia."