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OS. Bar. RAM and tea. Schoolgirl outfit and arm bandages.

~~Film at 11.~~

"But if you're so good, it's like doing a service to people, because you show them something beautiful." She replies, smiling. "I only wish I had that kind of talent- all I can do isn't very good any more."

Don't you dare say things like that, *Meg says, with a scowl.* You're a wonderful person and you can do loads of stuff I can't do, so if you start putting yourself down I'll have to - I dunno, dump tea on your head, all right?

She cowers, smile frozen. "I- I didn't mean to upset you!" she quickly says, "It's just that my talents have been surpassed so long ago..."

*Meg shakes her head firmly.*

Doesn't matter. Don't you dare think ill of yourself, all right?

*Meg is Fierce!*

~~But it's CULTURAL! That's discrimination, that is!~~

"A-all right..." She smiles placatingly, sweating a little. "I'll try not to do things like that anymore..."

Good, *Meg says firmly ~~and discriminates all she likes, say thankya, as the single-handed avatar of French World Domination~~.*

She resists continuing with an "It's just that" explanation, suspecting that it'd get the ballerina riled up, and she prefers not to be wearing her tea.

"Still, I would hardly call anything I do professional-quality," she says instead.

You're kind and helpful and nice to people, *Meg points out.* Do you need professional-quality?

She blushes slightly, smiling. "Oh, I'm nothing special... I just do the things I was made to do." And quickly, in case Meg's considering making a tea-hat for her, "I just wish I could make images a little better..."

Well, if you practice you'll get better at that, won't you? *Meg offers.*

She shakes her head. "There's a limit to what I can do. I don't have enough memory for really great things."

*Meg's brow furrows.* Enough memory?

She nods, then recalls Meg's origins. "Ano... memory... In order to keep up a program, an OS needs a certain amount of memory- it is like fuel for the program. The programs I use don't take up very much memory, but my sisters have much more extravagant programs, so they have more memory than I do." She gives an awkward smile.

"Does that make sense?"

A . . . little bit?

*Meg's brow furrows.* Can't you just - get more memory, then? Like a memory transplant?

The word "implant" might apply better in this case... (http://www.otakubell.com/os-girls/Gallery/picture.php?cat=1&image_id=154&expand=1)

"I can only handle so much, sadly." She sighs. "Perhaps I can find a way to improve my style instead..."

They always say it's quality, not quantity, *Meg adds encouragingly.*

She smiles. "I will have to see what I can do."

Standing, she bows. "Thank you for your time, Meg-san. You're so kind."

*Meg shakes her head.* Not at all. Just a friend.

See you later, Windows.

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