Technologically challenged
Who: Byakuya (snobbiest) and ANYONE WHO DROPS BY
When: Sometime after this post/thread???
Where: At one of the lower level Purg city terminals
Rating: G?
Warnings: N/A? ^^
Summary: Snobby noble Kuchiki-taichou is technologically challenged. Sitting at the terminal, he is trying to find out how to make journal entries private. Feel free to help him out.
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He sat and stared at the blinking cursor on the screen. Although the captain didn't look particularly frustrated, he indeed was to a great extent. But it wasn't something he was born and bred to express, and the emotions were all very well zip-locked into him without a single hint of escape. Still, after playing with the various journal options, he felt at a loss for as soon as he'd post an entry, he'd worry that he was seeing it because it was public rather than locked or filtered to any specific person or group. Just as quickly as he'd posted, he would delete his entry like nothing ever happened.
Aside from that, he'd been sitting at the terminal for hours. Perhaps he was not the one at fault, and maybe it depended on the terminal that one was attempting to update his journal from? It wasn't like the shinigami captain knew much about technology; it was no wonder he hardly bothered to update the journal and read others on the network. All he wanted now was to make an entry private to Kurama--it was completely logical that he'd like to lock up information about Szayel Apollo Grantz and the other Espada. So continuing to stare, he felt mildly aggravated as he sat and stared expressionlessly at the screen before him. Then he considered leaving for a walk to hopefully clear his mind.
Kuchiki Byakuya had absolutely no intention of asking for help, after all.
When: Sometime after this post/thread???
Where: At one of the lower level Purg city terminals
Rating: G?
Warnings: N/A? ^^
Summary: Snobby noble Kuchiki-taichou is technologically challenged. Sitting at the terminal, he is trying to find out how to make journal entries private. Feel free to help him out.
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He sat and stared at the blinking cursor on the screen. Although the captain didn't look particularly frustrated, he indeed was to a great extent. But it wasn't something he was born and bred to express, and the emotions were all very well zip-locked into him without a single hint of escape. Still, after playing with the various journal options, he felt at a loss for as soon as he'd post an entry, he'd worry that he was seeing it because it was public rather than locked or filtered to any specific person or group. Just as quickly as he'd posted, he would delete his entry like nothing ever happened.
Aside from that, he'd been sitting at the terminal for hours. Perhaps he was not the one at fault, and maybe it depended on the terminal that one was attempting to update his journal from? It wasn't like the shinigami captain knew much about technology; it was no wonder he hardly bothered to update the journal and read others on the network. All he wanted now was to make an entry private to Kurama--it was completely logical that he'd like to lock up information about Szayel Apollo Grantz and the other Espada. So continuing to stare, he felt mildly aggravated as he sat and stared expressionlessly at the screen before him. Then he considered leaving for a walk to hopefully clear his mind.
Kuchiki Byakuya had absolutely no intention of asking for help, after all.