[ 9S stands up with a grunt, dusting off his shorts and giving himself a good stretch. He takes the time to quickly scan his own system, to make sure nothing struck him on the way down. 100% at optimum efficiency. Lucky break. As 2B lands with a delicate tap of her heels, he crosses his arms. Nevermind the box quite yet. ]
Oh no, 9S!
[ He gasps, putting his hands to his cheeks. ]
Are you okay?! You're falling! Hold on, I'm coming! Don't die!
[ It's a bit melodramatic. But it's an example. 9S lets his hands drop back down, though he holds one finger up. A gesture of correction. ]
You know, for future reference.
[ Empathy, 2B. Empathy. ]
[ 9S sighs. ]
Looks like this place has held up pretty well. Given that the floor just caved in, we got a lucky break.
[ He comes to the box, leaning over it with his flashlight lit. Cautiously, he opens it. What he's greeted with, at first glance, just appears to be a bunch of magazines and what appears to be boxes for... ]
Oh, I know what these are.
[ 9S reaches in, grasping a plastic box. ]
It was called a D...V...D. Discs that provided video data for the purpose of watching on a television or computer. Often rented or sold.
[ Initially, he has the box backwards. 9S taps the bottom corner. ]
Yup. Barcode. No way for me to see what it cost or what server the price was connected to, but this was purchased. What are you?
[ 9S flips it over, and when he does? He squints. ]
Wait is that...
Oh--!
[ He doesn't drop it, but he certainly holds it rather far from him. ]
no subject
Oh no, 9S!
[ He gasps, putting his hands to his cheeks. ]
Are you okay?! You're falling! Hold on, I'm coming! Don't die!
[ It's a bit melodramatic. But it's an example. 9S lets his hands drop back down, though he holds one finger up. A gesture of correction. ]
You know, for future reference.
[ Empathy, 2B. Empathy. ]
[ 9S sighs. ]
Looks like this place has held up pretty well. Given that the floor just caved in, we got a lucky break.
[ He comes to the box, leaning over it with his flashlight lit. Cautiously, he opens it. What he's greeted with, at first glance, just appears to be a bunch of magazines and what appears to be boxes for... ]
Oh, I know what these are.
[ 9S reaches in, grasping a plastic box. ]
It was called a D...V...D. Discs that provided video data for the purpose of watching on a television or computer. Often rented or sold.
[ Initially, he has the box backwards. 9S taps the bottom corner. ]
Yup. Barcode. No way for me to see what it cost or what server the price was connected to, but this was purchased. What are you?
[ 9S flips it over, and when he does? He squints. ]
Wait is that...
Oh--!
[ He doesn't drop it, but he certainly holds it rather far from him. ]
Eugh--!
Pornography! It's pornography!!!