[Ryo is well aware that Akira is only a half-step better than a damn Luddite; it'd taken him nearly a week to acclimate himself to a phone that had capabilities beyond calling and texting, and he was very slowly making progress in understanding the device that he kept strapped to his own arm. Now, for most things, he left them to Ryo. He didn't need the communicator for all of that programming and hacking and shit that he tended to get into, so he could just keep it all. But gaming? That's more his speed. Especially when it's something old-school like this particular program.
So he's paying very close and careful attention to the tutorial that he was being given. After all, he'd been the one who'd asked Ryo to make him a game.
He's so absorbed in the screen in front of him that he misses the approach of the stranger. He looks up at the word, setting the guy in a blank gaze for a moment. He doesn't look familiar. That's fine, though. A fiendish grin spreads across Akira's face, and he shakes his head.] Nah. Better. [He waves his hand in front of his communicator, fingers splayed, in a grandiose flourish.] This is Crawl.er, the evolution of Snake.
[Fine print: it's basically Snake, but there's a network-linked leaderboard.]
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So he's paying very close and careful attention to the tutorial that he was being given. After all, he'd been the one who'd asked Ryo to make him a game.
He's so absorbed in the screen in front of him that he misses the approach of the stranger. He looks up at the word, setting the guy in a blank gaze for a moment. He doesn't look familiar. That's fine, though. A fiendish grin spreads across Akira's face, and he shakes his head.] Nah. Better. [He waves his hand in front of his communicator, fingers splayed, in a grandiose flourish.] This is Crawl.er, the evolution of Snake.
[Fine print: it's basically Snake, but there's a network-linked leaderboard.]