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[ Sorry Hu Tao, he might look twenty or so, but he's actually an old man. Especially when it comes to technology. ]

How do I send this on, I don't understand.

Simple! By copy and pasting the message before sending it to others!

Do you need help on that?

Firstly, explain copy and pasting.

[.............................................................]

It's where you copy and paste the words from the message. You have to hold on to the words in order copy it.

...Do you know how to do that?

[ .......... ]

No.

[...........Oh no, was she going to be dealing with another old man again??]

Then where are you? Perhaps if I show it to you in person, it would be much better?

[ :) two hundred years old, but still not old enough to have advanced technology yet, baybeeeee ]

I do not know how to drop a location pin, either. I have seen so many people do this kind of phone magic, but I have not worked it out yet. Do you know the plain looking cafe near the train station? The one with the striped roof? I'm near there.

[Why is her life surrounded by old men???]

I think so?

I could go look around the are and see where you might be. That doesn't seem too hard to find.

[ Maybe Hu Tao's real calling in life is helping old guys with their phones :') ]

Alright, then I await your arrival. I'll keep an eye out for you.

[And with that, off she went! It might take her a little while to come and find the mysterious vampire but it didn't take her long. The moment that she did, she started to jump and wave her hand about her.]

Yoohoo! It's me, Hu Tao! I hope you didn't miss me for too long!

[She said before marching right up to him with her phone in her hand.]

And that you managed to find out how to copy and paste messages on your phone!

I thought that's what you're meeting me for, non? I haven't a hope in Hell of figuring this out by myself?

[ His nails clak-clak against the screen as he taps at it as though he were a bird pecking at something unidentifiable, rather than a man who appears entirely human save for the fangs worrying his lower lip as he scowls at the phone in his hand. ]

Usually things of this nature should come with instructions, shouldn't they? Where are my instructions for the finer control of these devices? I only learned how to use the network properly through my own means.

[ Blood drinking. He means blood drinking. ]

[She had a feeling he wouldn't know what he was doing but she still wanted to remain hopeful! That said, as she walked closer to see him clacking against the screen, all she could do was giggle. Indeed, this type of something would definitely remind her of her employee.]

Through your own means? What does that mean...?

[She said before gesturing him to give the phone to her. If he can't do it through words, perhaps she'll have to show him.]

[ He hands it over to her as if it's something he has very little regard for. The only reason he's kept it and not left it on some table somewhere is that it's often a very convenient way of speaking to Louis, and because it's fun to scroll the network and see what people are talking about when the world is painfully quiet of an evening. ]

I can take in people's experiences and learn what they know through feeding, and I can pick up on methods used while I hunt. [ He explains it kind of matter-of-factly, as he folds his arms and regards her with a patient expression. ] I am very perceptive, I can watch from a distance and learn the movements simply enough.

Though, I cannot learn everything by spying. This copy-and-paste, I don't think I have ever seen anyone use it before.

[Just as she was about to show him what to do, she slowly turned her head toward the vampire. Immortals had a different way of thinking and doing things but it was a little strange to know that one could obtain memories simply by eating mortals.]

...Then it's a good thing I am willing to show you how it is done in person! Especially when I highly doubt you want to want to eat me.

[She said before showing him the phone and pushing a word down before a blue box surrounds it. Grabbing on corner of said blue box and dragging it across the sentence, there was a small table under it. There, she clicked the word copy.]

I'm afraid I'm rather foul if I'm being honest.

[ Lestat snorts a laugh at her comment, but watches her closely as she copies the word - it looks simple enough, though the method of highlighting the text in the first place seems a little fiddly - and nods when she's complete. He might have to try it a few times by himself to pick up the technique, but there's nothing too complicated to it all so far. ]

What makes you think you'd be foul? Other than your habit of scrabbling around in the dirt, I suppose.

[ Though the taste of flesh is nothing compared to the taste of blood; he's a very single minded kind of monster. ]

[Based on the look he was giving, she could only assume that he got the gist of it. As she gave a small nod, she handed the phone back to him before pointing to it. Almost as if she wanted to see if he would be willing to mimic what she did.]

Because I work with the dead. Wouldn't my body be rather foul tasting given the amount of rotting flesh I deal with?

[Not that she was being serious but she wanted to see his reaction.]

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Well, you know I'm not sure.

[ Of course he gives it a go; his hands are quite larger than hers, but his fingers are elegant and careful, he manages to highlight and copy the text after only a few attempts. He looks very proud of himself. ]

I have sampled a few people in your line of work, but the blood is still the blood just the same. The life experience and the strength in a person is what flavours it, to use a human word.

[ He holds the phone out for her to show him the paste part of this routine. ]

I don't remember any particular stench of death, nor do I smell one on you now... and I doubt that you've been near a corpse recently, hm? [ He grins. ] Except from me, of course.

[Should be weirded out by the both of them having a very causal conversation about drinking blood? Perhaps but she's seen enough gruesome bodies, this kind of topic didn't seem to bother her that much.

Looking at how he managed to learn what she did, she couldn't help but give a small clap.]

Well, you never know. Even if you have sampled people from my occupation, there is always that one chance no? Of course, I'm not sure if trying my blood is a good idea anyway unless you want to gain the abilities of fast rhyming poetry!

[She said with a sigh before clicking on a blank page. As she held a random spot, there was the same table as before. However, this time, there should be a copy button. Pushing it, it showed the same sentence as before.]

And there! Now, that wasn't too bad, right?

[ Lestat chuckles a little at that, thoroughly endeared by the idea of picking up the talent of rapping through her blood, as if he needs that particular kind of inspiration. He probably could rap perfectly well if he cared enough to put effort into it; it's just that he much prefers the showmanship of rock music, that's all. ]

I see, it's the same movement again, just with a different option selected..

[ The upside to Lestat seeming to be a technology adverse old dude is that at the very least his vampire mind is capable of actually understanding what he's being taught. He takes the phone and pastes the same message a few times so that he gets familiar with what to press. ]

And now I have to copy your curse and send it to others, isn't that right? Or face... what was it, eternal body odour?

[ His body doesn't have a scent as it is, so having a bad one for the first time in two hundred years isn't really something he wants to experience. ]

[With that, she gave a giggle before nodding to herself.]

Indeed, you will need to send it to five people or else you shall deal with body odor! Now that is something you wouldn't want to happen to you, no?

[She said before leaning a little closer toward him to see just who he would copy and paste said words. As she smirked to herself, she raised an eyebrow to see if he was able to do such a a task without her help.]

[ He nods to indicate he understands before taking a moment to consider who he might send such a curse onto. Armand, for sure, but that's only one person out of the eventual five. ]

Was this a curse that was sent to you, and I'm one of the people you're using to save yourself... or has this curse come from some kind of ability you have?

[ He seems genuinely curious, in a way, wanting to get to the bottom of the nature of this magic before he goes passing it along like a bad cold. ]

You could say that it was a little something I did. Although, you need not worry about it.

[AFter all, this little curse of hers was something she and Xingqiu did out of pure boredom. It was just amusing to see who would take such a thing seriously.]

Even if you didn't send it out to five people, the curse may or may not give you bad body odor. However, given how random it is, you might need to send it anyway.

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