[x] Hold off until you have something to say.
… Might as well hold off until you actually have something to report to her. You don't know anything beyond your own speculation and rumours, and nothing really major's happened in the last few days. Except for Lily, actually, but that's just one more fairy, doesn't really make for an exciting news story you'd imagine.
As it were, that at least gives you more of a reason to wait around the house for when they do come back. You have some questions of your own for them, might as well get something out of them you can send to Aya as well. You could even record a video of you interviewing Luna or Lily, send that to Aya instead. Until then, however, you still need to kill time, and before that, you need to kill hunger. Your chosen weapons; toast and an apple.
“I'll be upstairs if you need me,” you say, walking past your sister idling on the couch.
“Yep,” she responds casually, waving you off. You reach your room and pop back into study mode, opening your texts and software again before sitting at your desk. A lot of what you learned last night is still fresh in your mind, it doesn't take much re-reading to get back on track. As you continue on, you progress into the next chapter and find yourself slowing down. You're starting to get into the more advanced parts, towards the end of the book, dealing with animation and assigning them to actions. This part proves to be a tad more difficult mainly because you've been working with a simple floating orb until now, and working on the rest of these details will take time to model, which has already proven to be a bit of a hassle for you. You really start to wish you'd asked Katsumi for help right about now...
You don't get much time to wallow in regret though, as you notice Luna landing at your window soon after. Come to think of it, you've never really seen them come and go, so seeing Luna soar in through the window in a flying belly flop onto your bed was a bit of a surprise. She wasn't expecting to be seeing you, it seems, as she quickly sits up on her knees and tries not to make eye contact.
“Do you always come in like that?” you ask, trying to look more concerned than amused.
“Not usually,” she responds, voice wavering a little, “it's too hard to just fly in because the window is too small for my wings, and just climbing in is kind of hard...”
“I suppose I'm lucky that you don't weight anything,” you joke, and Luna gives you an agitated look before sliding off your bed.
“What are you up here for anyway? I'm used to having this room to myself and the others,” she goes on to say, giving you another annoyed look.
“It is my room, you know,” you reply with a casual gesture to the area, “I don't really have to have a reason to be in here.” Luna seems to mull over some kind of response for a few seconds, then sighs and flops back on your bed.
“I suppose this is kind of a good thing, at least I'll have someone to talk to until everyone comes back,” Luna says. Good thing indeed.
“That works for me, actually,” you say, sliding your chair back some, “I wanted to talk to you.”
“Oh? What about?” Luna asks.
“I have so many questions still about fairies, about you and the others,” you say. Luna sighs again.
“I don't know what I could tell you,” she says, “I mean, how would you explain your existence if I were to ask you what humans were?”
“Humans are the dominant species of Earth, for one,” you retort, “we come from many different lands, speak many languages, we... uh...” you peter out, running out of things to say off the top of your head. Luna smirks a bit at your attempt.
“It's not any easier for me, you know,” she says, crossing her arms over her chest, “we wake up in Fairyland, we are told that we exist in a different world from the humans 'outside', and that they can be dangerous.”
“If we're dangerous, why do you have the ability to install yourself onto computers?” you ask, thinking you see a loophole.
“Why do humans build houses?” Luna replies. “It allows us to live outside of Fairyland, retain a connection to the cyberworld without having to go back home.”
“But, you're taught that humans are dangerous,” you push again.
“And you're taught bears are dangerous. Does that stop loggers?” Luna pushes back.
“You can force yourself onto a system?” you ask, and Luna nods.
“We can,” Luna admits, “I only spammed you with requests at first because I assumed you'd just get annoyed and let me go,” she finishes, smiling slightly. You grin a bit too.
“I'd considered it,” you admit yourself, “now, another question.”
“Okay? Try something easier to answer,” Luna says.
“Where do you all go when you leave the house?” you ask.
“Ah, that is easier!” Luna says happily, “it's pretty simple, we usually go out to play around. Chase each other around, tease humans, play danmaku-”
“Danmaku?” you ask, interrupting.
“You know when those illegals attacked, and we shot them up with all kinds of light?” Luna responds quickly, to which you nod. “That.”
“You shoot that at each other?” you ask, a little astonished.
“It's not much different from... paintball, I guess. Or more accurately I'd suppose it would be like swapping mega-beam shots,” Luna explains.
“Still, megabe can do some damage to the virtual body,” you say, but Luna just shrugs.
“That's why we try not to get hit. The winner is whoever shoots down everyone else,” Luna says casually, “we can't die from it, so it's just fun, and it's helpful to defend against illegals that chase us.”
“I see,” you say, accepting the idea a little more. “Now, is there more?”
“Yeah, sometimes we just lay around in the grass somewhere, or we explore the city and cyberspace. Other times we go back to Fairyland and visit other sisters that don't leave,” Luna continues.
“Sounds pretty... normal,” you say, a little surprised. Granted, their 'danmaku' sounded kind of outrageous, but everything else sounds like fairly normal activities. Well, maybe for younger kids, but Luna looks like she'd be close to your age. Could you even judge how old she is from appearance though? They are completely virtual, after all. Still, that brings another problem to mind. “Another question.”
“Okay,” Luna says, waiting.
“I'm pretty sure I've heard you say something about feeling, like, touch? Can you feel things that happen?” you ask, a little unsure about how to phrase it. Of course, Luna just looks amused by this question, with a hint of questioning your intelligence.
“I can feel things just fine,” she says, patting your bed, “the bed is soft and springy, the carpet is fuzzy,” she says, looking up at you, “I can even feel you, or at least your cyberbody,” she says.
“That's kind of unfair,” you say with a slight grin.
“Oh? What's this? You're admitting you wish you could touch me?” Luna asks, causing a rather annoying heat to come to your face.
“Ah, no, well, it's kind of a nuisance, because I can't feel anything when I touch you, I don't know if I'm hurting you or anything, it's hard to judge how much force I'm using,” you say. Luna slides towards you slightly.
“Give me your hand,” she says, beckoning with hers. You comply, holding your hand out towards her. She places hers under yours. “Okay, now squeeze my hand, I'll tell you when it's too much.” You're a bit hesitant at first. You could probably easily crush her hand, and you want to avoid that. Regardless, you start to close your hand, and after a few seconds Luna stops you. “Okay, okay, that's starting to get a little uncomfortable,” she says, and you open your hand more.
“Alright, sorry,” you say.
“Don't be too afraid about hurting me, pain is temporary in the first place, and you can't seriously break a cyberbody,” Luna says with a smile, “in fact, you'd just phase through me if you pass the physical threshold I can withstand, watch, hit my hand as hard as you can.” She holds her hand up again, and you raise yours, hesitating for a bit before swinging down. Naturally, you hit nothing, and manage to punch yourself in the knee, which causes you to jump slightly, cursing to yourself while Luna laughs.
“No pain?” you ask, and Luna just shakes her head, bringing down her hand. It's flickering as you'd expect for damage. You take her hand again as it restores to normal, watching the process at close range.
“Pretty convenient,” Luna says. You look back at her hand, then move yours slightly. You noticed it a bit before, and again now. Your hand feels kind of tingly where hers is touching.
“My hand feels kind of tingly,” you speak your mind, looking up at Luna, then back to your hands, “like I can feel where you're touching.”
“Hmm? Maybe it's like... because you expect to feel something, your mind is making you think you do,” Luna says, sounding a little unsure. It's a shaky explanation, but you can't really dismiss it. As you mull it over, a voice from the window catches your attention.
“Am I interrupting something nice?” Lily asks, hovering at the window with her elbows resting on the sill. Luna jumps back and quickly snaps back her hand.
“N-no, nothing!” Luna goes on the defensive.
“You sure? You were holding hands and looking at each other pretty longingly there for a bit,” Lily muses, causing Luna to fume even more. “Some kind of forbidden love between the beings of two different worlds?”
“It's not like that!” Luna complains louder, bouncing off the bed and turning to face Lily, “he was just curious about fairies, so I was trying to help him understand.”
“Looks like you wanted him to understand your body most of all,” she continues mocking Luna, who shrieks in frustration while Lily laughs from the window. A blast of light flies out the window next, but Lily's already vanished, floating back through the window quickly afterwards.
“Stop teasing me like that!” Luna fumes, hitting Lily on the shoulder as she lands on the bed next before standing.
“Don't make it so easy!” Lily retorts, catching Luna's arms. With the two of them here, you could likely get different opinions on different questions you might have, but Luna's been really riled up, she might not feel like answering any more questions, and you don't know if you really could learn anything more from Lily than Luna with the same questions.
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>>111673 Hope this was soon enough for you.
