Rosalia steps into the alcove and looks at it, not sure what to make of it. It looks kind of like a vidphone but with no credstick slot...and attempting to call collect doesn't get her anything at all.
And here she'd thought everything was more or less universal...
She sighed and exited the alcove, arms folded tightly over her chest.
"...Not sure what to even do with that thing. It's not like any phone back home."
fff that would be...interesting.
And here she'd thought everything was more or less universal...
She sighed and exited the alcove, arms folded tightly over her chest.
"...Not sure what to even do with that thing. It's not like any phone back home."