(Closed) Cybersecurity lesson

[edalyn]

Who: Edalyn Clawthorne and Cortana
When: Mid-May
Where: ADI Headquarters
Summary: Eda's having a bad day and hates school, this may or may not change.
Warnings: Alcohol/being slightly drunk


Eda would have rather been almost literally anywhere else than any version of school, just on principle. That went double today, when she’d tried to blow this computer thing off. Sure, maybe learning more about the Human Realm was important, it could at least be useful, but right now it was hard to care. It was hard to care about anything right now. Anything except the fact she was here, at least. Here, and not where she desperately needed to be, which was home. And now she'd officially been here too long.

Unfortunately, trying to blow off the class hadn’t gone over well with the staff here, and she currently couldn’t even set their hair on fire to show how she felt about them. She could barely do anything, which wasn’t helping matters.

What had she been doing before they’d managed to find her? Well, the faint whiff of cheap apple flavored vodka would tend to imply she was dealing with her problems in a completely healthy manner.

Eda was currently sprawling back in her seat, chin resting on one of her hands as she idly traced some sort of patterns onto the arm of her chair with a long gold nail. She would have looked like a bored, petulant teenager if she didn’t actually look like a middle aged woman who had just stepped out of a renaissance fair, complete with historically inaccurate dress and pointy ears.

She was actively ignoring everyone else in class–there seemed to still be a few people filing in–and waiting for whoever was supposed to be teaching. The sooner this thing started the sooner she could leave, hopefully.

Comments

[edalyn]

"Sounds like a bad movie... I'll believe it when I see it." Eda snorts quietly at the notion and, for the moment, doesn't give it too much more thought. It's hard to truly believe everything she's hearing about other worlds, but at the same time there's hardly reason to question it.

It doesn't matter, not really, not in practice, not compared to what's going on in hers.

Her attention drifts in and out after that, and she tunes back in briefly for the spaceship heist.