#i8bitsu

@i8bitsu It was embarrassing, the way his body would suddenly lock up or how voice would cut out and glitch as he spoke. He felt horribly embarrassed by it all. Even his typing was affected, the words he typed on his favourite forms coming out as patterns. He didn't understand it, the Antivirus said he was fine. After a bit of looking online, he realized it was a word problem then just a virus. A Trojan. While he had had viruses before, those embarrassing moments where he had to shout out port ads thanks to a previous owner, this was different. He could feel some of his parts being shut down and it scared him. So he went up to a shop, one that he had heard that dealt with electronics. He slowly pushed the door open, looking around before walking inside, his glowing eyes shy as he looked around. He was a bit nervous, more than a hit but he was even more nervous to admit that he was. He made a gulping gesture like he'd seen people in dramas do when in a new situation and gently called out. "Hell○ Is an¥one there? I need he £p." He tried to force out, his voice glitching as he spoke.

“IF this is you sober, remind me to have my first aid kit around.” Her head tilted back slightly to let out a laugh, grinning at him. “I’ve been told I’m the most fun when high, thanks very much!”

“SOMETIMES that makes for the best adventures… or the greatest lessons. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I feel you, but I’d much rather be too curious than be less inclined to care and miss out.” Her lips curved into little, half smile. “But there’s always moderation, you’re right, sometimes we shouldn’t be so curious. Though, how would you ever learn how much is needed if you never test your waters?”

“GUILTY.” She shrugged her shoulders at the reference, more than used to the association. In fact, she often found herself all too often relating to the character and playing off of it. “Aren’t you ever curious as to where they’re in such a rush to get to?”