Computer Lab, Thursday morning

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah was currently surfing the web while waiting for Jak, who she'd left a message for on his answering machine about what time to meet. The scanner was warming up, and right now, she was typing up a few phrases.

Hi, my name is Jak, I have difficulty speaking.

Where is the Men's Room?

Did I just see that? Whoa.

Actually, most of that Jak seemed to get across just fine without words, but hey. You never knew.

[for the guy with the ears who doesn't wear shoes, to narrow it down.]

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[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

The first one! The first one, he crowed, as soon as he realised about the whole, you know, communication deal. Not used to talking! It happened. Show me. We can grab something later.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah blinked, then laughed, and sat down, putting his hand back on her elbow with hardly a blush, and said, "Okay, this little symbol takes you to the Games already on the computer...." Click! "And here's a list, um, card games, Minesweeper, that one's good for eating your brain..." She went through the list with little mental pictures of each attached, Scrabble, Bejeweld, Pac-man...

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

... Heey, he kind of recognised that last one! Pac-man was, well. It wasn't named Pac-man. But he'd seen inscriptions of that!

... The Precursors were kind of special, although at this stage in his life, Jak had no idea how special. He mentally gestured repeatedly at it.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"That one?" Dinah said in surprise, then clicked on it, and looked around for the game controls. "Here's the controls, your hands go there, and you push this button here when you're ready..." She grinned. You've played this before?