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[explosive_artist]

 Sabine is sitting in a booth with excellent lighting and has several tools laid out, as well as a datapad with its case opened before her. She is very focused, studying the circuitry and components, while making the occasional note to a blue print she is sketching on a piece of paper.

She's been working for some time but there is neither food or drink to show she's not been eating. This could be a problem, but she is too busy to notice. She could like use an interruption.

[OOC: Open for the weekend only.]

Comments

[explosive_artist]

[OOC: Oh yay! I was trying to see if Sabine would stop to visit Quentin.]

"It actually is a computer. A very small one, that doesn't have a lot of processing power comparatively, but yes, a computer. Quentin wasn't it?*"

[heatherandsteel]

"Like a smartphone, cool. Yes, Sabine?" He yawns and smiles before looking to see if it looks more like what he knows.

[explosive_artist]

"Yeap. What's a smartphone?" She asks. The thing she is working with could be a large smartphone.

[OOC: I don't think Toby-verse has tablet devices yet? If so, then it would look like one.]

[heatherandsteel]

(OOC: I don't know, if so, no mentioned so focusing on phones.)

"Mine's back in my room or else I'd show you. A smaller version of that," When he says that, he gestures at the datapad.

[explosive_artist]

"Ah. It must be very convenient." She replies with a tired smile which turns into a yawn, which turns into a stomach growl. She may be focused on the problem at hand, but her body is still that of a teen. "Excuse me! I guess I've been at this a while. Mind if I get something to eat?"

[heatherandsteel]

"I was going to get something myself. Do you want some pancakes?"

A rat walks by and Quentin places a generous order as he sits down.

[explosive_artist]

She pauses in thought. Sudden having options for what to eat, being able to chose something for herself and to be given the nutritional goo the Academy serves, it makes you stop and think.

"Space waffles," she says, or the translation field says at least. She adds a few more things, trying not to get carried away.

[heatherandsteel]

"Those sound good, I'll try some of them too. Can I join you?" He didn't want to be rude but the seat was there.

[explosive_artist]

"Sure. I could use a break." She replies as she gathers the tools and parts into the tray the datapad was resting in. "Want to do this family style where we grab from communal plates? Have to admit your food sounds interesting as well."

[heatherandsteel]

"Good idea, more food for everyone. Pancakes are always delicious."