Hmm.

[ the technology here is aasimovian, creating an immersive experience, but joe doesn't particularly like it. he misses the sight and sound and smell of libraries. he knows he will grow used to it the way he had grown used to pressing a phone off instead of slamming the receiver down (rip) or the glorious invention of the microwave that caused nicky to lose his shit every time booker nuked a frozen pizza.

he waves off an attempt to get him to partner up for a war simulation. ]

No, no thanks.

[ despite being nearly a millennia old, monsters are new. it is easy to find novel experiences in the world as everyone in the world is their own distinct person, but it is hard to really throw joe for a loop. monsters are loop inducing. in any case joe is accustomed to unforeseen circumstances and he takes to fighting monsters with gusto, scimitar swinging gracefully. habit, maybe. ]

You know, I once fought a war alongside a bear, [ he calls out, bright smile on his expression despite, you know.

the monsters. ]

( idk hit this birch up @ joe.jones it's totally his name, go where your heart takes you, anyway here's wonderwall )