It was an interesting piece of technology, far from anything the ritualist had been exposed to. The process of getting her guild "up to date" was slow, to say the least. Sandy and Amanda had done their part in getting the guild familiar with 'modern' technology, although skills such as driving and android tablets were a hit or miss with Anais' people. Driving especially, as a few of them took to it like fish to water while certain individuals (like her and Traxt) were about as familiar to engines as fish were to land, flopping and fumbling.
Something as small and seemingly insignificant with the ability to hold memories of things past was definitely a leap forward for her as well as the holodeck the ladies were closing in. Anais understood its use, but as far as she was concern, the holodeck was meant for unfamiliar technology than it was for proven magical practices. As such, she had refrained from the holodeck, preferring her preparations under her own hands and risk taken under her own measure and not some program that thought it could approximate her results. Still she, and those within the command structure for Demen's Chosen, were given a crash course on commands and uses of it. It didn't sit well with her, voicing commands to a machine, but figured it wasn't entirely alien given she spoke through a cell phone once.
The shells and chitin that adorned her headpiece rang a dull but sweet tone as she shook her head to Amanda's inquiry. Her entire outfit seemed antithetical to the highly advanced room they were about to enter, "I wasn't given much detail, simply that he and a few others were set to a mission. The risk assessment indicated a low to medium potential. Thank Dwayna he's alright."
They stopped at the entryway of the holodeck and Anais, with some reluctance, tapped upon the blank slate which immediately came to life. She pursed her lips, clearly the lack of buttons bothered her, as she tapped into the system. "Enter when ready," a female's voice intoned. The doors slid open languidly, a familiar buzz and hush as it dragged itself apart to reveal a cavernous room.
Anais shook her head, "I will never get used to the idea of technology, Mrs- Amanda. It is as unfamiliar and unsettling to me as magic would be to the other more Residents machine-inclined."