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Kate has been flipping through Reid's books and pacing the spare room in Reid's apartment for several hours before she remembers the tablet thing, which has been on since she had tried to see if it had Solitaire on it earlier. She drums her fingers on the table for a moment, debating what she wants to do, before clearing her throat and looking into the screen.

"So...what do people do around here? Work? Drink? I'm going stir-crazy here."
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Spencer sighed and ran a hand through his hair. His normally crisp tie was loose and his shirt a bit rumpled. He rubbed his temples before he spoke.

"It would be most convenient if this device worked more like a cell phone and I could call a specific person. Perhaps there is such a way to do that and I haven't yet discovered it. Be that as it may... Fred Burkle, if you're out there, I'd like to ask you about a computer..."

He placed the tablet down in front of him and went back to the papers on his desk. Barely audible in the background came the faint sound of a woman humming. Spencer furrowed his brow and massaged his temples again as soon as the noise started.

"I never took into account that a drawback to gathering research in this manner could be attachment. I wish that she would at least try to find a place of her own. The humming is driving me mad."

He mumbled, speaking more to himself than to anyone out in Taxon. It was almost as though he had forgotten the tablet was still on.

[OOC - Aftermath of this.]
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Kate had been circling the crime scene, taking in every nuance to aid in her investigation. She had knelt down to inspect a footprint in the dirt, when the dirt suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a cool silver floor.

"What the hell?"

She stood up, looking around. Everything had changed. The crime scene was gone, replaced by a circular room. She spun around, confused. Where was the door? Jumping down from the platform, she sprinted to the wall, stretching her hands out to feel for a door.

"Hello? Hey, anybody here?"

She pounded on the wall, though stinging hands were her only reward. As she inspected her hands, she noticed the silver bracelet on her wrist, and immediately tried to pull it off. Heart beating rapidly, she realized it wouldn't budge.

She circled the room, panicking slightly. On her second pass around the small room, she noticed the small table. On it laid what appeared to be a remote control, but upon closer inspection it looked to be some kind of cell phone. Maybe she could call for help?

She picked it up, but there did not appear to be any way to dial. She touched various places on the screen, but nothing seemed to happen. Then she heard a sliding sound, and looked up to see a door open a few feet from her. She immediately set the device down, heading for the door. It slid shut again before she could make it.

"Dammit!"

She kicked the door for good measure, then walked back over and picked up the remote/phone/whatever it was.

The door opened. Kate looked from the door, to the device, then back to the door. She set the device down again.

The door closed. Kate picked the device up again, then grinned as the door opened.

"Ok, ok. I get it."
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