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Apollo just sat there listening to the group as he pondered the Pictopedia. The ability to simply take a picture and obtain an amount of pertinent information absolutely free was fascinating. The applications of such technology would be extremely valuable, but there were flaws. It seems like it appraises the photo targets with some sort of level system. If a target is out of an indicated range for the Pictopedia, the information comes out as unknown.  Although it seemed that the Pictopedia also levels up, so that problem can easily be fixed with enough photographic snooping. The bigger problem he saw was that it audibly dishes out the information it gives. As long as that is a function, discrete information gathering was going to be hindered. He couldn't help but wonder if a text-based option would be available at higher 'levels' of the Pictopedia.

He sat there for a few moments as the nurses excitedly mused over Merlou and Ketsuo's phones. Apollo then discreetly reached over and picked his phone up off of the bed and slid it down his sleeve. He didn't want any nosy nurses grabbing his phone. He then looked over to the doctor appraisingly. He seemed normal enough, a little perverted, but that wasn't completely out of the box. You see a lot of different type of people on the Boardwalk.

 Apollo leaned forward in his chair as he addressed the doctor. [color=8dc73f]"I guess a few of the important questions should be answered first. Where are we? What country and/or town would be preferable. I also want to know how we got here. Did you find us in a field, or did we just materialize in these beds?"[/color] He made a quick gesture towards the beds as he took a moment to mull over a few other questions in his head before settling on one more set, [color=8dc73f]"Also, you said you were a mage and one of the nurses mentioned that Merlou had healing magic. Am I to assume you guys are talking about real bonafide magic? Not just tricks and sleight of hand?"[/color] He asked accenting the question with a quick display of making a playing card appear and disappear in one of his hands.

The last question wasn't nearly as important as the first two, but he had to know. He had spent a good portion of his childhood and young adult life dedicating himself to the art of smoke and mirrors. If magic was suddenly real now, he would have to endeavour to learn more about it.