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Frustrations mount as he is besieged by technical difficulties, no longer as skilled at using technology as he had been, before. Not that an eccentric like him had much use for such machines, much preferring, in times past, the alternative of whiteboard and erasable marker.
“Gwah! Blast this infernal contraption! Why won’t it work?!” Giving the monitor a firm thump, the screen momentarily blinked as the picture was distorted. Too annoyed to continue, De Kuiper gives up easily, complaining aloud as he rested a clenched fist on top of the touch-pad screen that contained a digital keyboard.
Or at least it would have, had De Kuiper thought to make sure that both keyboard screen and monitor were turned on before trying to use the workstation, not realising that the images he thought he saw projected in that blank screen space were the exclusive products of an unsound mind; namely his own.