Crowley deftly manipulated the contraption and Aziraphale moved to look over his shoulder. He clicked and pushed buttons and moved so quickly the angel had no idea what he was trying to do, and then a site came up that read at the very top, in large black letters, "How to Teach Your Child About Internet Safety." Aziraphale balked. "I am not your child!"
Crowley was still scowling as he scrolled through the page, and he ignored the angel's perfectly legitimate protest. The frown deepened as he admitted, "Don't trust people you meet online, and try to avoid looking at porn. That's all this crap site says. Hang on, I'll go get my own and look there so you can poke around this thing." Crowley left the computer in front of Aziraphale and briskly walked back to his room.
Aziraphale looked at it before tentatively reaching out a finger to what (he thought) Crowley had called the "keypad" earlier. As he moved his finger, the little arrow on the screen moved as well. That wasn't so bad. On the screen there was a primitive little icon of a man, and Aziraphale maneuvered the arrow to the icon and pressed buttons until the screen changed again, and a long, thin black box popped up asking him for a "Screen Name."
He wanted to ask Crowley, who had come back in and was sitting on the bed now with his own machine, what a "Screen Name" was, but decided that the frown on the demon's face meant annoyance, and it was best to not pester him too much. So Aziraphale figured that a "Screen Name" was your name appearing on a screen, so he typed in his human name, Ezra Fell. He knew what a password was already, thank goodness, and chose an acceptable one for the time being that he wouldn't forget. He clicked "Sign In", as the button to do so was large and blue and clearly designed to be clicked, and the box changed.
Aziraphale felt a rush of pleasant pride. He'd done something! correctly(?)
The computer made a pinging noise and Aziraphale recoiled from it in shock. In concert with the noise, a little box popped up on the screen. There was an odd combination of letters and numbers that Aziraphale didn't quite understand, followed by a colon and "a/s/l?"
American Sign Language? Why on Earth was the computer asking him if he knew sign language? Of course he did, but didn't it communicate using the little lettered buttons? Could it even see him if he did use sign language? Why did it even need sign language, when being deaf had nothing to do with whether or not one could use these things (or so Aziraphale assumed)? Hmmm... maybe it wasn't asking that, maybe, per "the Internets", a/s/l meant something else? There was no avoiding asking...
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Date: Sunday, 28 June 2009 17:42 (UTC)Crowley was still scowling as he scrolled through the page, and he ignored the angel's perfectly legitimate protest. The frown deepened as he admitted, "Don't trust people you meet online, and try to avoid looking at porn. That's all this crap site says. Hang on, I'll go get my own and look there so you can poke around this thing." Crowley left the computer in front of Aziraphale and briskly walked back to his room.
Aziraphale looked at it before tentatively reaching out a finger to what (he thought) Crowley had called the "keypad" earlier. As he moved his finger, the little arrow on the screen moved as well. That wasn't so bad. On the screen there was a primitive little icon of a man, and Aziraphale maneuvered the arrow to the icon and pressed buttons until the screen changed again, and a long, thin black box popped up asking him for a "Screen Name."
He wanted to ask Crowley, who had come back in and was sitting on the bed now with his own machine, what a "Screen Name" was, but decided that the frown on the demon's face meant annoyance, and it was best to not pester him too much. So Aziraphale figured that a "Screen Name" was your name appearing on a screen, so he typed in his human name, Ezra Fell. He knew what a password was already, thank goodness, and chose an acceptable one for the time being that he wouldn't forget. He clicked "Sign In", as the button to do so was large and blue and clearly designed to be clicked, and the box changed.
Aziraphale felt a rush of pleasant pride. He'd done something! correctly(?)
The computer made a pinging noise and Aziraphale recoiled from it in shock. In concert with the noise, a little box popped up on the screen. There was an odd combination of letters and numbers that Aziraphale didn't quite understand, followed by a colon and "a/s/l?"
American Sign Language? Why on Earth was the computer asking him if he knew sign language? Of course he did, but didn't it communicate using the little lettered buttons? Could it even see him if he did use sign language? Why did it even need sign language, when being deaf had nothing to do with whether or not one could use these things (or so Aziraphale assumed)? Hmmm... maybe it wasn't asking that, maybe, per "the Internets", a/s/l meant something else? There was no avoiding asking...
"Crowley, what does A slash S slash L mean?"