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Ca-chick! Sure, maybe cameras weren't meant to make that noise. The ones she was used to had been more of a puff of air, a soft click, and then a bright flash of light when the bulb went off. This still had the flash, if it didn't always go, and some option that recorded video. Armed with a new toy she could actually sort-of almost work, Sakura was ready for action.

Which was turning into a day alternating between work and getting around the ship with her camera, taking snapshots of just about any- and everything. She was out by the Great Wall, in the Art Hall, slipping through various parts of the City, and even trying for some reason or another to document the Mess Hall and Medical Labs. Then there was the time she was sitting out by the railroad tracks, waiting for the train to come by, or pacing outside the Atori Teahouse looking for the best angle for a shot of the place.

Beware, crew members, should her path cross with yours, you may be next!

Ca-chick! Flash!

If it's not all that intimidating...

"Not again!"

... Considering she just half-blinded herself after accidentally setting a five second timer and turning the camera around to see why it wasn't taking the picture she was aiming for.

[ ooc: Excuse for photographic and/or video evidence of people running around as children? Say it ain't so, Jack, say it ain't so! I mean, there's lots of other things to photograph as well! ]

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"How can an eye make a painting?" Jamie says, skeptically. He knows as well as anyone you need a brush and a canvas and paints to make a painting. And you need to be able to hold the brush, to boot.

Well, maybe there's something more to it, like with the soothing music button in the TARDIS. He leans forward and tries to look through the little hole in the the camera with a vaguely puzzled expression on his face, just as she says to smile.

"Hey?" He looks up as the flash goes off, but not quickly enough to avoid the after effects of a lot of bright light suddenly hitting his eyes. He doesn't even really pick up on the noise because he's a little too busy trying to recover from being blinded. "Hey! What'd you do that for?"

"I haven't studied much on the specifics," she admitted, "If I think a lot of it has to do with light and how it bends through the lens, and the image it recreates on the light sensitive paper inside. Though that's for the ones I'm used to. I'm not sure how the principle translates here, but its still got a lens. Must be bending light and recording the image one way or another."

Having effectively blinded him, she feels a little bad. Amused too, if she wasn't about to admit to that out loud. Poor kid. "Ah, sorry! The light will go away after a few minutes, and you should see normally again." As if it would help now, after the fact, she offered over the camera to Jamie. "I was taking a picture of you. To demonstrate how this work. Here, you try. Look through this hole right here, and press this big button when you want to take a picture. The flash should go off right before the picture's made."

A lot of the explanation goes right over his head. Paper that's sensitive to light? Recording...whatever that is? He doesn't worry too much about it, though, as he knuckles at his eyes, hoping that will make the spots in front of his eyes go away.

They clear up, more or less, after a few seconds, and he's able to re-open his eyes and focus on Sakura. Taking the camera, he peers through the hole as he's told, then shifts it a bit until he gets what he thinks is a good bit of the wall in view.

"Aye, I see. I hold it like this, then press the button like so..." He does so, holding it down for a moment to see if the flash does go off.

"Yes, just like --"

He was rewarded with a bright flash of light as the camera took a picture of the wall. The image captured briefly showed on a flat screen on the back of the camera, several seconds worth of his artistic prowess made visible for posterity. After those few seconds, the screen would go blank.

"-- that." Figured it would work without a problem for someone other thank Sakura. "You can play around with it for a while longer, if you'd like."

"May I?" Jamie looks genuinely thrilled at the idea, and gives her a lopsided smile. "Thank ye, miss."

He slowly goes through the steps that she showed him before, just to make sure he got it right, then holds up the camera - this time, pointing it at her. She's been very nice, so maybe she would like her own picture taken.

"Smile!"

Outside of accidental, usually horrible shots of half her face checking to see if the camera was working all right, Sakura hadn't been on the other side of the lens since she started playing around with the camera on her own. Smiling in reflex to his request, she waits for the requisite temporary blindness to follow.

Kind of like some techniques back home, only less intentional. (Probably.)

Jamie at any age wouldn't go around blinding people on purpose, and it's only the fact that it's a side effect of the camera that he does so now. Pressing the button, he marvels at the image of her on the back of the camera, then turns it around to try and get her to see before it fades away.

"Hey, look!" But it disappears quickly, and some of excitement deflates, replaced with a faint disappointment. "Aw. It's gone now."

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She was blinking the flash out of her eyes when Jamie turned the back screen back toward her. "We can bring it back up, if you'd like. The image goes away again to let you know it's ready to take a new one."

That idea sounds like quite a good one to him, and he's immediately impatient to get started on it. "Aye! Can we?"

Hesitating for a moment, he adds a polite, "Please?" to the request, figuring it couldn't hurt. Satisfied with that, he promptly goes right back to trying to figure out how to get the picture to come back - without much success. Finally he gives up and holds it up to her so she can show him how to so get it work properly.

"How do ye make it do that, anyway?"

She was tempted to laugh, if she held off in favor of a small smile that grew into a bigger one at his please. His fiddling had about the same success she'd first had, misunderstanding her translation of the User Manual. Coming back around to look at the camera with him, she pointed to the twisting dial on the top-back. "First you have to turn this dial so that the triangle inside the rectangle, right there, meets up with the little green triangle on the outside."

The young Scot seems fairly oblivious to her amusement, "Oh! Oh, I see." Carefully, he turns the dial, although he overshoots at first and has to correct himself. This camera thing is a wee bit trickier then he thought.

Once it's properly adjusted, he looks expectantly back up at her. "Now what?"

She smiled, carefully pointing out part of a different circle. Raised bumps at the cardinal points were his choices for movement, if she started out simply. "See these two bumps? The one on the left, and the one on the right of this silver ring here." She toughed her finger against it lightly. "Press the bump on the left to look back through the photographs you've taken. You'll see mine in there, too. If you move past a photograph you want to see again, press the bump on the right."

He nods, and once Sakura moves her finger away, he goes to copy her and presses the bump on the left hand side. The picture of her reappears - but while he does want to show it to her, he's a little curious to see what else the camera holds, and spends a few minutes moving backwards through the pictures.

Once he's satisfied his urge to take a wee bit of a peek, he switches sides, trusting that if he can go back more than once, he can go forward more than once, too. And, eventually, he gets back to the picture of her he took.

With a small, crooked smile, he holds the camera back up so she can see. "There ye are. Is that all right, do ye think?"

Sakura leaned down to examine the photograph when he brought it back on screen. She knew the feeling, being able to scroll through all these images. It was almost magical, if she supposed that word had a different meaning on a ship where magic was actually a department.

"Hmm," she said, cradling her chin with one hand as she mulled over his question. Slowly, she smiled. "I think it's great."

Right now it had much the same meaning to Jamie either way. There was so much about this place he didn't understand, and it all seemed a bit magical to him.

"Good," he replies, looking pleased that she likes the image. And that seems to satisfy him enough to hand back the camera - or maybe it's just he doesn't want to take the risk of doing something wrong and causing her to lose the pictures. "Here ye are. What are ye going to do with them when you're done?"

She accepted the camera, holding it in her hands as she bit down on her lower lip. "I'm not sure," she admitted finally. "There's some way to get the images from here onto paper, but I haven't figured that part out yet. I'm sure someone here knows how to do it. If it's possible, then I wanted to see about getting copies of some of the photographs to the people in them."

Which had her looking back to Jamie, smiling. "Is that something you'd like? Maybe the photo I took of you? I can't make any real promises right now, but if I can get this all figured out in the future..."

Transfer the images to paper? A few days ago, Jamie would've not thought it to be possible, but there's a lot of things on this ship like that, and he's seen quite a few. And he's met a lot of clever people as well, so maybe someone will be able to figure it out.

If that's the case...he nods, enthusiastically. "Aye! I'd like one of those photo-things if ye can get one." It occurs to him, however, she doesn't even know who he is - or he her, for that matter. It might help her if she knows who he is, he thinks. "My name's Jamie. Jamie McCrimmon. I'm staying in that great blue box in the place with all the flying beasties."

She could always rely on word of mouth and tracking him down, but she ends up smiling (a little embarrassed, forgetting manners is a terrible thing to do, and she's been letting it slip more often lately) and bowing her head to Jamie. "It's nice to meet you, Jamie McCrimmon. I'm Haruno Sakura." His reference puzzles her briefly, making her scan her memory for a blue box worth living in.

Then she has it! She's scrubbed inside that blue box once before, if she's thinking of the right one in the Hangar. "That's the TARDIS, right? I know where that is. Though I like your estimate on what's out in the Hangar better than most. Some of those machines really do look like giant flying beasts, don't they?"

Any slip-up of manners is completely overlooked on his end, simply because it doesn't occur to him that there was any. He gave his name when he thought it was needed, and she did too. That's all that matters, right?

And she knows where - the TARDIS is too, which is a bit of a relief. He's not at all sure he'd be able to explain where it was much beyond what he already has. He doesn't even think to question the fact she knows what it's called. Everyone already seems to know that anyway, so he doesn't worry about it.

There's a enthused nod at her question. "Aye, they do! Did ye see that big red one that looks like a serpent? Or the one that looks a wee bit like a horse in the front and a bug at the back?"

Her turn to nod, at least thinking she has some idea of what he's talking about. "The red one, yes. I'm not sure about the other one. There're all the boxy ones that look like kind of like people wearing really funny armor. In all those colors, too!" On an aesthetic level, the Gundams almost amused Sakura.

"Those aren't bad," he comments after taking a moment to think about it. "But I like the ones that look like all the beasties."

All the Zords, in other words, which isn't too surprising given his former Ranger status - well, that and the fact he's always been interested in beasties, no matter what age he is.

He eyes the slop that he really doesn't want to go back to eating, then glances over at Sakura's camera, a thoughtful expression stealing over his face. "Say, have ye taken pictures of those yet?"

She pulled a thoughtful expression, using her free hand to tap on her chin while she 'recalled' if she had or not. "Actually," she said at last, "I don't think I have. You think they'd stay still long enough for me?" Sakura winked. "I might just need to make a trip over to the Hangar, though I don't know if I'll be able to find all of the ones you've mentioned..."

"I can show ye!" Jamie pipes up, with a sudden burst of enthusiasm. "I've been going to look at them a wee bit."

Read: a lot. Besides which, if he shows her, he won't have to sit there and continue to stare at the slop that he really doesn't want to eat.

"Do ye want to go down there?"

"If you have the time for it, that'd be great." Sakura loops her camera's wrist-strap over her hand. "I'm not due back in Medical for a while yet."

Which is when she can get back to monitoring the kids who needed the help -- or who were hanging around MedBay because they have nowhere else to be.

Well, it's either go to the Hangar, finish the slop, or get in trouble elsewhere. Sakura's doing him a favor by keeping him out of mischief for a bit yet. "Aye, I do!!!"

Caught up in the excitement of getting to go down and see the flying beasties in the hangar, he gives into the impulse to dart out of the room, leaving his tray behind for whoever wants it. After a second or two, he sticks his head back in. "Come on, let's go!!"

And he's off, heading down to the Hangar, where he'll happily show Sakura all his favorite flying beasties and the other one he mentioned (Serenity) and help her with whatever pictures she wants to take of them. It's a good afternoon, for him. Hopefully it'll be a nice break for her as well.

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