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Cam is out flying. There's a decent cloud of atmosphere around the gold plane, now, millenia of demons making air around themselves for comfort and not sealing it up because why would you bother. There's a small forest, here - the effect is kind of ruined by the lamps it has to grow under, but it's still pretty.
He feels an open summons and lets it grab him -
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from_scratch
from_scratch
Cam picks a different one and looks for whatever pathetic excuse for a browser is on these things.
jellyinthemix
The dreaded Internet Explorer.
Judging by his posture, the other computer user in the room has just given up completely.
Judging by his posture, the other computer user in the room has just given up completely.
from_scratch
Cam grumbles but opens Internet Explorer. He has to concentrate not to lash his tail more than once. It's so lashable.
from_scratch
Cam looks up at him, a kind of what do you want expression on his face.
jellyinthemix
...He shakes his head distractedly and goes back to his apparently very incompetent computer use.
from_scratch
Cam's not all that much better. He's used computers like this before, but he kept up with the times, so it's been literally more than a hundred years. He pokes his way to Wikipedia, pauses to attempt to remove dust from the mouse, and starts looking up various historical events. Then he looks for anything so promising as a USB drive on this device; maybe he can conjure up a... ludicrously condensed version of his notes to compare against. His current computer model is sure not going to pass without notice here.
jellyinthemix
The library is not well funded. The computer is old enough to have a floppy drive. USB is not in evidence.
The frustrated computer user gives up again, and this time he walks away to go look at books.
The frustrated computer user gives up again, and this time he walks away to go look at books.
from_scratch
A floppy drive. Holy shit, this library is terrible. It's supposed to be 2008, he was what, past twenty in 2008, he doesn't remember being out of his teenage years and using fucking floppy disks. Maybe he'll just see if Sherlock wants to pack up and travel to a halfway decent city. Well, at least this device can get him Wikipedia. Sloooooooowly. Is the Earth the right size and shape and location? Yes. Is China where it belongs? Do kangaroos exist? Is Coca-Cola popular? Yep. Wikipedia, how Cam loves you.
Wikipedia is unlikely to love Cam back. Their relationship is doomed.
from_scratch
Alas.
Did the Revolutionary War happen circa 1776? Did Pol Pot kill a shit-ton of people? Are there weird rumors about the Bermuda Triangle? Yes and yes and yes.
Cam will be at this for a while, keeping an eye out for discrepancies.
Did the Revolutionary War happen circa 1776? Did Pol Pot kill a shit-ton of people? Are there weird rumors about the Bermuda Triangle? Yes and yes and yes.
Cam will be at this for a while, keeping an eye out for discrepancies.
Discrepancies seem to be minimal! Surprisingly minimal. Astonishingly minimal.
Vampires are mythological or folkloric revenants who subsist by feeding on the blood of the living. And onward from there. It certainly doesn't seem to think they're real.
from_scratch
This is way closer than it ought to be with completely different underlying magic and nonhuman species. And yet Sherlock did something, faster than an angel could have and not something a demon, a fairy, or any kind of tech Cam is familiar with could have accomplished. And no one has the time to mock up an entire 2008-era town with floppy disk computers in it just to screw with him. This is weird.
Demons angels fairies - similar results. Mmhm.
He looks up Revelation and finds stuff about the Bible and nothing about his own antics back in 2007 in his own world.
Speaking of which now he kind of wonders if he has a double here. George Washington did, why wouldn't Cam?
Demons angels fairies - similar results. Mmhm.
He looks up Revelation and finds stuff about the Bible and nothing about his own antics back in 2007 in his own world.
Speaking of which now he kind of wonders if he has a double here. George Washington did, why wouldn't Cam?
If he does, the local Cam lacks a Wikipedia page.
from_scratch
Maybe he'll go to Phoenix. Or Forks, it's 2008 so maybe Forks. Or, hell, a double in this world might have bothered showing up at college to do anything besides teach a class in summoning the semester following Revelation.
Cam closes Internet Explorer and heads to the exit of the library.
Cam closes Internet Explorer and heads to the exit of the library.
jellyinthemix
And... there's that man who was failing to use one of the computers earlier. He's just leaving. He stands aside politely to let Cam out first, since they approached the door at around the same time.
from_scratch
Cam nods cordially and wanders more or less aimlessly through the streets, thinking.
jellyinthemix
There he is again, heading toward the school. It's Saturday, so no students are in evidence. Perhaps he works there.
from_scratch
Cam doesn't think much of it. He walks past the school, checks his watch, observes a 7-11 and smiles in brief nostalgia, continues walking.
Eventually he finds a park bench which is sheltered by enough shrubbery that he thinks he'd hear somebody coming before they got a good look at his futuristic computer. He produces that and starts outlining possible plans of attack, so to speak. And he changes the time to match his new watch.
Eventually he finds a park bench which is sheltered by enough shrubbery that he thinks he'd hear somebody coming before they got a good look at his futuristic computer. He produces that and starts outlining possible plans of attack, so to speak. And he changes the time to match his new watch.
neverbeatme
(Someone finds him there. He doesn't hear her coming. He might not see her, either, if he doesn't look behind him very frequently.)
from_scratch
She's pretty stealthy. She can get close as long as she doesn't make noise or come around the corner of the hedge.
from_scratch
He has a futuristic computer thing, in which he is writing in weird but recognizable English via difficult-to-follow manipulation of said thing. If she's up the tree behind him or something she could even read the larger bullet points in the outline he's making, though the small ones would be tricky. The large ones say things like 'completely ignore magic - pros/cons' and 'things to ask Sherlock' and 'getting rid of wings =/'.