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At the urging of various friends who wanted to keep in contact with him a little better, Shadow had been urged to pick up a computer. Luckily he had been directed towards a good place to buy them, and had gotten one that was fairly top-of-the-line at a relatively cheap price, and had also been recommended a few things to get for it. Most of them were given to him via discs from the person he got them from, but he had been told that one of them he would have to download himself, due to how the program worked. They didn’t tell him too much other than that.

  “Excuse me, have y’ seen a metal cat anywhere?”

  The young boy was clearly in distress, worried for his latest INVENTION. She was designed to act independent, but he couldn’t help but get worried about her!

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Stepping out of a dark alley, Lewis sighs. He can’t remember how long it’s been since he slept, but obviously it’s been longer than a few weeks. That is easy enough to deduce from the fact that it seems he’s landed himself somewhere strange.

And really, this place is rather strange. So far he’s caught sight of bright neon lit buildings, giant Hologram ads played in the sky for all to see, and few people that felt… off to him. They looked human, sounded human too, but the way they’d held themselves just seemed different

“Just where the heck am I now?”

Now sighing once again, Lewis scrubs at his face. His hood is still up, eye patch in place, but there are bags under his eyes and he is starting to remind his own self of a raccoon. At this point, it might be best just to ask someone where he is and have them direct him to some place he can stay.

And the next time someone turns the corner, walking in to his line of sight, he pulls the hood closer and does just that

‘‘Wait a damn minute!’‘ The boy exclaimed, suddenly pointing out the teal hair vocaloid. ‘‘I know you! You are--’‘ Killua pulled a blank, her name not registering in his mind at all. ‘‘....---Who are you?’‘

Momiji grumbled, as she glared at this... this thing in her lap. It was called a laptop. Nitori had told her that much. Unfortunately, the Kappa had not told Momiji how literally anything else worked.

Momiji loved her friend, but the Kappa’s habit of stealing human technology and gifting it to her was a little annoying. “Now, what’s this?” she asked, spotting a strange icon on the main screen. It read ‘MikuV1.02.exe’.

So, of course, what happened next was simple. She double clicked on the icon, and waited.