Too Much Tech (OPEN)

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

Pirogoeth didn't consider herself someone who was close minded. In fact, all things considered, she thought she handled being on a living ship with technology far beyond her own quite well. She had looked around the ship to get her bearings and even tried to find some obvious ways into other paths of the ship.

However, she'd been working, searching for a long time and she really just wanted to do something simple. Something to relax. Which is why she was at the media library. It was a library.

So it had to have books.

Or so she thought. Instead, it was pads where words appeared. It seemed easy to use and handy, but...

"I want a normal book," she muttered. Was it too much to ask for something to be familiar to her besides what she retrieved from the lockers? Those were only things of necessity.

She wanted a normal luxury, damn it.

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[savin-ur-data.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Well, that made things much harder to explain, "I guess the simplest way to put it is that it works the same way any other thing does. It's made up of different components that all perform separate tasks but still work together to complete a common goal like data processing."

She's trying to explain, she really is.

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

"It processes data? So it is a machine that thinks, like Stacy?" Pirogoeth asked.

[savin-ur-data.livejournal.com]

"These aren't capable of thinking like Stacy. They don't possess that kind of advanced artificial intelligence..."

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

"Then...how does it process data? Data is information, correct? Mustn't one think to process it?" Pirogoeth asked, frowning. She didn't like appearing an idiot, but she hadn't a clue about this sort of thing.

[savin-ur-data.livejournal.com]

"It's... complicated to explain," at least to a person who has no understanding of a computer whatsoever. "I guess it's better to say that it sorts information, but it doesn't need to think to do this.

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

Pirogoeth thought for a few moments. "Like...a librarian sorts books without knowing what they're about?" She asked.

[savin-ur-data.livejournal.com]

Mei Ling smiles and nods, "Yes, that's a very good way of putting it."

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

"And in such a small space....how does one access the information?" She asked, leaning closer to study the terminal.

[savin-ur-data.livejournal.com]

"At the terminal, you define the search parameters like author, title, genre, or keywords and enter them into these boxes," Mei Ling points at the screen, "And then it will search for datapads that match these and make a list of the ones in the library and list where to find them."

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

"And...I put them in on this?" Pirogoeth asked, pointing at the keyboard curiously.

[savin-ur-data.livejournal.com]

She nods, "That's correct."

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

Pirogoeth looked between the terminal and the keys for a few moments before typing in a title, taking a minute to figure out the space bar made the break. "Is that it?"

[savin-ur-data.livejournal.com]

Mei Ling looks over what she's typed before nodding again, "That's it."

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

"And then...I just press this?" She asked, tapping the search button on the screen.

[savin-ur-data.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Oh she's so proud that you're learning, Pirogoeth.

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

Pirogoeth looked at the screen as it changed, smiling just a bit. "They have it," she said. "Can thee point me to this section?" She asked, pointing to the location the computer gave on the book.