It does. But, it doesn't look like they are going to let us out of here until we do. I don't even see any sort of door...
[Which begs the question how they got them in here in the first place, but then, if these people are capable of kidnapping them from their worlds, putting them in a sealed room must be child's play. He wonders if it would be better if there was a door somewhere, or if that would just be like a painful false hope.
Before he can say anything though, his bracelet chimes again, this time a note that sounds far too cheery for the situation in Armin's book. When he brings up his arm, this time not even trying to hide it from Ann (what would the point be, and in any case, whatever is going to be on the display will concern her as much as it does him), the text on the screen which had previous stated 'ORAL' has now changed to 'For instructions, please check the provided television. :)'
Before Armin can even say anything, the television screen opposite the bed (he hadn't even noticed it was there, what with how new he is to the technology and how flush it sits to the wall) switches on to show a lovely young woman. She seems to be the living equivalent of the word 'perky' from the bright, chipper smile on her face, to her energetic wave, down to her breasts, straining against a lacy little, bra that hides very little indeed. It's a lovely accompaniment to the equally lacey panties that hide just as little and look like they are painted onto her mons, were it not for their little frills of fabric. With each wave, her breasts bounce a little, in what is both ridiculously hypnotic and totally unnecessary.
A button next to her, like one on a DVD selection menu, displays the text 'Begin tutorial'.]
The build-up makes it all the sweeter
[Which begs the question how they got them in here in the first place, but then, if these people are capable of kidnapping them from their worlds, putting them in a sealed room must be child's play. He wonders if it would be better if there was a door somewhere, or if that would just be like a painful false hope.
Before he can say anything though, his bracelet chimes again, this time a note that sounds far too cheery for the situation in Armin's book. When he brings up his arm, this time not even trying to hide it from Ann (what would the point be, and in any case, whatever is going to be on the display will concern her as much as it does him), the text on the screen which had previous stated 'ORAL' has now changed to 'For instructions, please check the provided television. :)'
Before Armin can even say anything, the television screen opposite the bed (he hadn't even noticed it was there, what with how new he is to the technology and how flush it sits to the wall) switches on to show a lovely young woman. She seems to be the living equivalent of the word 'perky' from the bright, chipper smile on her face, to her energetic wave, down to her breasts, straining against a lacy little, bra that hides very little indeed. It's a lovely accompaniment to the equally lacey panties that hide just as little and look like they are painted onto her mons, were it not for their little frills of fabric. With each wave, her breasts bounce a little, in what is both ridiculously hypnotic and totally unnecessary.
A button next to her, like one on a DVD selection menu, displays the text 'Begin tutorial'.]