This is a short and mundane but very important part even if it doesn't seem like it now.
Summer rested her head against the window as she started at the technology store. Why were they there? She didn't need any sort of technology. She'd gotten on fine for the better part of twelve years without it. Sure, she used the computers at the public library a lot, but she didn't depend on them for survival. Plus, there was no telling how many thousands of lien Persia had blown through in order to buy her weapon and custom Huntress outfit.
The woman put a hand on Summer's shoulder and she looked at her. With a sigh, she followed her into the store. It was even more alien than the Hunter store and felt more akin to a hospital than a, well, store. Minimal, sleek white surrounded her and she shivered, flipping her hood up as she looked at Persia. "Trust me when I say you'll need a scroll. Even if you don't become a Huntress, you'll still need to keep in contact with your teammates." Summer hung her head and flipped her hood back up, letting out a noise of annoyance. This was going to be awful.
It didn't take long for a salesman to walk over and start talking with Persia. Specs, accessories, and other topics filtered around her consciousness and she tuned it out the best she could. She didn't know the first damn thing about technology, so it was all Atlassian to her. Processors, pixels, streaming quality… Whatever it was, she didn't give a damn. But she couldn't voice her annoyance, so all she could do was stalk behind Persia and the salesman, hands buried in her hoodie pocket.
At least the cloak brought her some measure of comfort.
The salesman handed her several demo models and she fiddled with them, at a loss of what she was doing. Persia didn't seem happy with any of them, but they passed a small section made specifically for photography. Summer blinked as they passed it, tugging at Persia's sleeve. The woman and salesmen followed her gaze and the man led them to the case as she pointed at one model that grabbed her attention in particular.
"Oh, this one's a nice one. It came out just a month ago and has the best camera currently on the market. Unlike many others, it's also highly customisable. Would you like to see it?" Summer nodded and the man pulled out another demo model from behind the counter.
Summer still had no idea what she was doing, but she flipped the camera app open. The amount of options made her stare in awe. It might not be able to fully compare to a true camera, but it'd be more than enough for her. She knew she'd need to review training sessions in order to get better, so might as well do it with the best tools available to her. She'd be at Beacon for for years for free, so she had no plans to slack off.
She looked at Persia and flipped her hood down, giving a small nod as she returned the thing to the salesman. Persia smiled and turned to him. "We'll need a laptop with video-editing software to match." Summer flipped her hood back up with an internal sigh. This hell day of shopping would never end, would it?