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[ofsilverflame]

—ing something. I don't know, it made a noise and when I picked it up, and my finger slipped across the damn screen and now I don't know what I'm looking at.

[The murmuring of another, somewhat higher-pitched voice. Words can't be made out, but it sounds amused.]

Holly please, I genuinely have no idea what I'm doing with this thing. Can you help? Look it's [Pause, sounds of things being shifted, Chris might be picking it up.] ...it's showing a portrait of me now. Holly, why is it showing a portrait of me? Wait, no it's...some sort of mirror function? Why would...ah!

[A *thump* sound as the phone hits the floor. Immediately a picture is uploaded to the network; Chris' face, half off-screen, tilted at an odd angle with a look of surprise as the phone drops from her hand after she accidentally selfies herself. Behind her is Holly, her familiar, hovering in the air and looking very amused. More shifting sounds as the phone is picked up.]

What the blazes...my upload has been completed? Load of what?

[Audible laughter in the background]

And may I ask what is so funny?

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[ofsilverflame]

What the—Hawk, is that you?

Blast it, am I on the...the network again? Must have knocked the phone into it when I dropped it.

...Wait, what did you say?

[notquitetamed]

Yeah, I figured out the strange box quickly enough. Like everything else. [That last bit is muttered under his breath but audible. But he's not really trying to hide with a username like that. If he'd have wanted to hide his identity his human name and text would do the job.]

Definitely would recommend picking a better angle the next time you send a picture of yourself over the network.

[ofsilverflame]

Did you? I should like to lean on your expertise in that case. What functions would you say are the most important to learn first? [She and Hawk are alike enough that what works most for him will probably be the same for her.]

[She scoffs audibly.] I don't intend to make a habit of plastering my likeness all over it! Such vanity is unbecoming of a knight.

[And she never knows how to smile properly. Part of the reason she carried on her father's tradition of not having portraits done, especially when you have to hold it for an unbearably long time.]

[notquitetamed]

[He laughs.] I'm no expert, I just read the whole help book it has inside. [He gives her directions on how to find that.]

[He admits, he's actually growing to like Chris. She's a lot like Lucien and that's something he can respect.]

It's not vanity when not done intentionally. Would suck though if history were to remember that likeness instead of one more befitting. Even my wanted posters are more flattering.

[ofsilverflame]

There are instru—

[She listens intently and with some difficulty (working the touchscreen is still a bit finnicky for her) manages to find her way to the "Help" section] Oh. Oh, here it is. Thank the Goddess, this will make it much easier to use.

Ha, I suppose that's true. I've never had much use for portraiture, to be honest. A portrait never tells a complete story. What we wish to present to the world is often not who we truly are. I'd rather I be remembered by my actions and deeds, and not some...some likeness that purports to be some idealized version of myself.

[There is only one portrait of Chris Lightfellow in existence, of herself and her mother Anna, sat for when she was still a child. It hangs in the dining room of Lightfellow Hall back in Vinay del Zexay. It was taken before her father went missing, but he did not join them for it. There are no portraits of Wyatt Lightfellow. She knows why that is now.]

[notquitetamed]

Quite true. Portraits and statues of long dead heroes never seem to show their deeds or give a hint as to the sort of person they were. They always are staring ahead and with determined look on their face instead of vanquishing foes or the protecting civilians. Not sure if such poor portrayals are really better than just being forgotten.