Computer Labs [Open]

[dancingflames]

Characters: Mai Tokiha, anyone
Format: Prose/action
This log is: open
Location: Computer Labs
Summary: Mai learns another disadvantage of being a Discard...
Warnings: None so far

She's using the right password isn't she? And login?

She's double checked that. Triple checked that. Sure enough, it's what it was set as when she first came here. But the computers still refuse to let her log in. Something about not being authorized to access them.

Mail slumps over the desk, groaning. Is it too much to ask for a chance to email her parents to tell them she's doing okay? Or her brother -- why can't she remember his name?

This place is ridiculous. So much for that. She picks up her bag, preparing to get up from the computer, the latest error message still clearly displayed on the monitor.

Comments

[summerstars]

Grenn had been a few seats down, close to the door, and noticed both the repeated failures and the mounting frustration. Unfortunately, since she had been trying to mount up the courage to say anything, she didn't manage to alleviate Mai's confusion until she was about to leave.

"You're... going to need a Player if you want to use the computers. You need their permission," Grenn said slowly, starting to be ready to leave herself, because these computers were ancient and how was she supposed to do anything on these and they were so slow!

[letsdownherhair]

Rapunzel had found this room completely on accident. Her poking at keyboards, because letter clearly meant there was something here she wasn't seeing. After a few minutes with less and less results, she was close to giving up. It mystified her, but she spotted a girl and decided to ask her.

"What are these?" All that hair can't be good for static electricity really.

[scott_pilgrim]

As Scott walked by, meaning to go onto his own computer and browse the internet or something else to slack off from schoolwork, he noticed Mai and her errored computer.

"What's going on?" he asked, clearly not knowing not everybody was as eager to be a weapon as him.