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[onei]

Who| Ina and you!
What| Technology is fascinating.
Where| Some corridor near the obs deck.
When| Before Tinker Tailor etcetc.
Warnings/Notes| idk


Really, a door ought to be the last thing on Ina's mind.

She was in a strange, unfamiliar place ("spaceship"??). She'd been torn away from one war, thrust into another (they didn't call it a war, but how else would she describe it?). Most of what she'd been told about her new circumstances didn't make much sense at all, and half the words might as well not have been translated, for all the sense they made. Eventually they'd given her very clear, simple directions to the observation deck, which they suggested might help her put things into perspective, and she'd set off down the hall and -

The door had slid open when she was a meter away, and she'd stopped.

How did it do that?

She moved backwards a couple of meters, and watched as the door slid shut again.

Stepped forward, watched it open.

Please interrupt her before she does this all night.

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[the_civilian]

"Are you worried it's going to close on you, or it's--"

Tadashi almost said "cool", but she looked more fascinated by the door than concerned by it; and if it was technology from beyond her era, "cool" probably wasn't going to make a lot of sense to her.

"--interesting?"

Tadashi was wearing his uniform without his helmet, so the technological gauntlet on his right forearm might also get her attention.

[onei]

Oops.

She turned to look at him, a bit guiltily, but he didn't sound like he was trying to make something of it, at least...and once she got a look at him, this was definitely someone who'd already had the chance to acclimate. Or just came from such a strange time in the first place.

"I've never seen such a thing," she said, her gaze dropping to the gauntlet he was wearing.

Door, or gauntlet? She could've been referring to either, at this point. (Or both. Both is good.)

[the_civilian]

"We've got them when-slash-where I'm from," Tadashi said. Noticing her glance down at his wrist, he gave her a lopsided smile. "The doors, I mean. They don't have these--" he raised the arm with the gauntlet and gestured to it with his other hand, "--where I'm from because nobody has super powers. But I can tell you how the door works, if you'd like."

[onei]

"Could you?"

That would be a good thing to know. She had a feeling people were going to laugh if she just blamed it on magic, but...it looked like magic!

[the_civilian]

"Absolutely," Tadashi said with a wide grin. "Just let me know if you need me to clarify anything about the answer when I'm done."

He rubbed his chin, considering how to word his explanation.

"Basically, there are sensors around the door frame, things that are a bit like eyes that notice when something is moving toward or away from the door. There also might be a pressure plate in the floor. When the sensors or the pressure plate detect movement toward the door, they communicate with the mechanism that controls the door and tell it to open."

[onei]

So..."eyes" that watched for someone to pass, and told the door to open.

That was an explanation she could at least follow, even if the idea of machinery that did all of that on its own was amazing. "And this sort of thing is commonplace?"

[the_civilian]

"Yes, this sort of technology has been around for centuries here," Tadashi said. "Significantly less than that, when I'm from, but still commonplace there too. Then. There." He sighed. "We might have to invent a word that means both 'in another time' and 'in another reality', because I am really finding a need for it these days."

It occurred to him that they'd been standing here talking about technology for a bit without actually trading names. It wasn't the first time that had happened to him, and why he'd picked up a pack of nametags on his second day at the San Fransokyo Institute of Technology.

"I'm Tadashi Hamada, by the way. Or 'Sunfire'."

[whyarewehere]

Grif was on his way to the observation deck. The observation deck was a great place to sit and eat an entire bag of chips, which he had every intention of doing. This would have been completely unremarkable if someone hadn't been in the way.

He didn't recognize her, but that didn't mean it was fine to just obstruct hallway operations.

"Did your mom not tell you not to play with doors, or what?"

[onei]

Startled, she whirled to face him, ponytail whipping around her with the motion. This - she was just -

- that was rude and this was strange enough that she had every reason to question it and she didn't know anything about this man except that she really didn't like the idea of him seeing her figure out automatic doors.

"Doors don't do that!" she snapped. Was she blushing? Please, let her not be blushing.

[whyarewehere]

Grif's brow furrowed.

"Yeah they do?"

He made a little please-stand-back gesture with the hand that wasn't holding the chip bag, and took a step doorward.

It opened.

He looked back at the stranger, eyebrows raised. See?

[onei]

Okay, now she was definitely blushing, and that just made her even more irate, because she didn't want to be embarrassed! Not in front of someone this rude!

"They don't where I come from. Don't be so - so pedantic."

[whyarewehere]

She was already flustered about this. Success. Grif decided he liked her, which meant she was probably not going to like Grif much.

"You don't have automatic doors? You were so deprived as a kid," he said.

There was also the being-from-the-past-or-something-weird-like-that possibility, he'd met several people like that and her clothes were hinting in that direction. But no, this was more fun.

[onei]

"I was very well-provided for as a child!"

Was he insulting her father? Nobody insulted her father.

[justicecrusader]

"Automatic doors are wonderful, are they not?"

Reinhardt had come up behind few a few minutes ago, having been on his way to the gym. However, the sight of the girl playing with the door had been amusing enough that he decided to stick around, if only to see how long it'd last. It wasn't until afterward that he realized she had probably just arrived here, and probably didn't have automatic doors where she came from. Which was when he decided to make his presence known, if only to see if he could help her out.

"When I was a child, these kinds of doors were not common yet," He continued, stepping past her, and watching the door open for him. "But I always dreamed of living in a world where technology was really advanced."

Finally, he turned back to her, and offered her his hand. "I am Reinhardt Wilhelm. It is a pleasure to meet you, miss."

[onei]

She jumped, slightly, when he finally spoke up. Embarrassing, really; she usually had better awareness when someone was there. (Kunoichi still had no trouble getting the jump on her, but Kunoichi was a ninja. That was to be expected.) This might not be a battlefield, but that had still been inexcusably lax of her.

What would her father say?

"I never dreamed of anything this advanced," she said, a bit sheepishly. "It seems we still have much to learn."

(Polite understatement.)

She looked at his hand, confusion clear on her face, but he seemed to be expecting...the same, from her? So she held out her own hand (although she didn't realize to take his for a handshake), bowing as she said, "I am Ina."

[justicecrusader]

The fact that she wasn't taking his hand was a bit confusing, at first. But Reinhardt didn't let it deter him, instead taking the initiative by reaching for her hand, and giving it a pretty firm shake. "It is a pleasure to meet you then, Miss Ina!"

He let go of her hand then, before finally asking the obvious question. "If I may be so bold... is this your first time here?"

[onei]

Ah. Some form of greeting, then? Not the one she was at all used to be, but she caught on quickly enough and shook back.

"I suppose it is rather obvious." From the repeated opening of doors, the staring at just about everything in the hallway as if it was brand new and exciting (because it was), and the part where nobody here knew her yet - she wasn't going to delude herself into thinking she was blending in.

[justicecrusader]

Reinhardt had enough experience as a member of Overwatch to at least know that the handshake thing was just a cultural difference. Granted, he wasn't as much of a diplomat as some of the other members he knew, but he could still behave himself in a presentable manner that was befitting of a member of a global peacekeeping organization.

"Do not worry, my friend!" Reinhardt exclaimed, offering her a wide grin. "You are not the first-- nor will you be the last-- to arrive here and stare in wonder at the advancements of modern technology!"

[onei]

"That's a relief," she admitted. "I would hate to be the only one."

Nobody needed to feel that much more out of place than they did by being in another world to begin with, and if others had gotten through it, and gotten used to these things, then she could as well. She had no doubt about that much.

[deafleppard]

Oh, someone was definitely new here. And new to... doors? Okay, sure.

...

How long was she going to keep this up? And why did Gwen find herself so unwilling to stop her?

[onei]

Open, close.

Open, close.

Open, cl-

And then Ina stepped back a bit too far, far enough to step backwards into Gwen, and jumped about five inches in the air. "Pardon me!"

[deafleppard]

"It's... okay, seriously. You're fine."

Gwen couldn't help but wonder where this one had come from. Especially if she'd been so fascinated with automatic doors.

"... Are you fine? I can't really tell."

[onei]

"I'm fine, simply a bit..."

Uh. She glanced around the hall, at all the weird shiny displays and moving things that had no sign of anything moving them.

"A bit overwhelmed?"

[deafleppard]

"Don't worry, I can promise you that everything here is definitely safe to be around." And definitely not explodey or likely to hurt her.

Though she'd keep that to herself because let's not make the newcomer nervous.

"Not used to this kind of stuff back home?"

[onei]

"Not at all. The arquebus is rather state-of-the-art, back home -" She stopped. "...ah, are you familiar with those?" It wouldn't make much of a reference point if she wasn't.