He's a quick study and really a lot of this stuff is pretty basic. Once they can get over the jargon barrier Han will be connected like all the hip modern kids in no time. Plus his 'little brothers' are experts of the devices.
Especially Chris. Who has never not had his phone on him since the day he got it. Not once.
Natasha pulls out her own phone, a sleek black rectangle with a small red line accenting it and taps at the screen. Smiles. And then laughs.
"Sure, tiger. Follow me." This time Natasha doesn't just up and walk away, expecting Han to follow after. She waits and falls into step beside him, guiding the pilot out of the populated places in the Nexus. Through one of the trails in the parks on the edge of the Wilds and finally to an isolated spot with a small wooden shelter erected at one end of a clearing. On the other side several targets pockmarked with bullet holes and burns from other firearms stand. There's a little shelf with rolls of paper targets that can be placed overtop if people really want to compete over who's the better shot.
"I'm down here at least once a week with the kid." Natasha comments with a fond smile. She loves this place. The smell of it, the look.
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Date: 2016-04-12 07:54 pm (UTC)Especially Chris. Who has never not had his phone on him since the day he got it. Not once.
Natasha pulls out her own phone, a sleek black rectangle with a small red line accenting it and taps at the screen. Smiles. And then laughs.
"Sure, tiger. Follow me." This time Natasha doesn't just up and walk away, expecting Han to follow after. She waits and falls into step beside him, guiding the pilot out of the populated places in the Nexus. Through one of the trails in the parks on the edge of the Wilds and finally to an isolated spot with a small wooden shelter erected at one end of a clearing. On the other side several targets pockmarked with bullet holes and burns from other firearms stand. There's a little shelf with rolls of paper targets that can be placed overtop if people really want to compete over who's the better shot.
"I'm down here at least once a week with the kid." Natasha comments with a fond smile. She loves this place. The smell of it, the look.