 Muggle Studies Homework #1 - Post #1 be curious, not judgmental
Never in her life had Sophie Brown hated Muggles more than she did when it came to their photography. Wizarding photography just seemed so EASY, she'd seen Mo do his stuff a million times. But the last class went way over her head and stressed her out, and now knowing she had quite the task ahead of her for her homework assignment... sort of made her want to toss her cookies a little. Not that she'd ever admit that, no, but she was also certain there was a sort of nauseated, sickly, pale color to her complexion that gave away how uneasy she was feeling as she entered the technology center.
She was fully prepared with her textbook, though, and her class notes with all the instructions she had reviewed many times were tucked neatly inside it under her arm. Upon choosing a work station, she sat down and unpacked her things, various sheets scattered all over the table top as she made sure EVERY little thing she might need to reference was there in front of her, ready to go and help her when she inevitably would need it.
But now more than ever she was wishing Mo was there to guide her along. She wasn't sure how much he actually knew about Muggle photography and their technology, but she felt sure that he definitely knew a lot more about them than she did.
She knew how to turn the computer on, she had absolutely done that before, and she did it without hesitation - it was a little bit tricker to find the power button for the scanner as she was unfamiliar with it, but soon enough there were blinking lights on that, too, that told her there was power. SO FAR SO GOOD. She sat there waiting, watching the computer boot up until it came to a familiar screen that she knew meant it was on properly and all loaded up. That was good. No problems there. Would've been pretty embarrassing if she couldn't even turn the bloody things on, wouldn't it?
Now that she could rest easy that the technology was set up, Soph was careful with the negatives from class and examined them briefly before reviewing the instructions and recalling that only five of the negatives could be scanned at once. That was okay - she had come PREPARED and pulled her small pair of scissors from her bag. Making easy work of it, she divided the negatives into groups of five, careful to hold them just by the edges so she didn't get any finger smudges on the prints themselves and cut only between the images, not into them. Snip, snip, snip.
There were a few specks of dust on some of the negatives, she spied them as she was dividing them into their groups, so she carefully blew them off. ALL PREPPED AND READY TO GO.
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