0020: Laguna Deep
I came back from mining the asteroid really tired. I barely acknowledged
Derrick before stepping into my cubicle and sealing myself into my
sarcogaphus - or the shelf-beds, as the cooperates liked to market them.
with a soft hiss my bed slid back into its chamber and a soft white light came on. I had just barely enough room to grab what little things I had in there: A beaten up old book, my communication device that I used as an alarm and camera, and a 3d holograph of Michiko, my girlfriend.
I think I want to visit her now.
I double tapped my left temple on my implant and picked out the option I wished for: Laguna Deep. The VRMMO where I'd meet her.
She was sitting on the Fields Of Honour. It's a beautiful valley that seems to slope downward forever, until it eventually reaches a cliff. It's deceptively flat for some place that is actually above the clouds. Swords axes and various golems lie in the field, covered by grass and lillies.
A bloody battle was fought here once, apparently. It was during that time the two greatest guilds fought over a Player Killer and anhilated eachother. It was quite dramatic.
Michiko is in her black and red dress, I sit down next to her. Here, I am a red elf. I'm a bit shorter than her, and my eyes are yellow have no pupils. I smile at her, but she doesn't look at me. She just stares at the fields.
"How was work?" She asked.
"It was fine."
She looked at me and smiled, then leaned back into the grass, "Describe it to me."
I told her every detail of my boring day to day out in the dark of space. I described the flare of the ion cutter and the deceptive silence. The occasional glint of my fellow workers. I told her about the extra course material I was doing for distant learning, and that I was saving for another trip back to Earth for the holidays.
She took it all in, her virtual hair fluttering in the wind.
She listened to stories about real life. We talked like this surrounded by this beautiful world.
"I wish I could go out there with you." She said. It was a sad and true statement, but it was not meant to make me feel sorry. I just felt a longing I couldn't described. I touched her shoulder,
"Same." I felt I should've said something different, but it was enough.
We spent those next few moments in silence, before my system warned me that I had to log out to get enough sleep for my next shift.
I said my goodbyes and did so.
Coming back to reality is always tough. It feels like I've lost her. I always feel like getting in the next shuttle and going to Earth just to be with her.
... Even if that meant being separated by a sheet of glass.
She lost her body in an accident. Just when experimental brain-transplantation worked.
Michiko... Her only material form right now is essentially a brain in biofluid.
I can only meet her spirit in a virtual world.
Still, I wish I could be near her.
with a soft hiss my bed slid back into its chamber and a soft white light came on. I had just barely enough room to grab what little things I had in there: A beaten up old book, my communication device that I used as an alarm and camera, and a 3d holograph of Michiko, my girlfriend.
I think I want to visit her now.
I double tapped my left temple on my implant and picked out the option I wished for: Laguna Deep. The VRMMO where I'd meet her.
She was sitting on the Fields Of Honour. It's a beautiful valley that seems to slope downward forever, until it eventually reaches a cliff. It's deceptively flat for some place that is actually above the clouds. Swords axes and various golems lie in the field, covered by grass and lillies.
A bloody battle was fought here once, apparently. It was during that time the two greatest guilds fought over a Player Killer and anhilated eachother. It was quite dramatic.
Michiko is in her black and red dress, I sit down next to her. Here, I am a red elf. I'm a bit shorter than her, and my eyes are yellow have no pupils. I smile at her, but she doesn't look at me. She just stares at the fields.
"How was work?" She asked.
"It was fine."
She looked at me and smiled, then leaned back into the grass, "Describe it to me."
I told her every detail of my boring day to day out in the dark of space. I described the flare of the ion cutter and the deceptive silence. The occasional glint of my fellow workers. I told her about the extra course material I was doing for distant learning, and that I was saving for another trip back to Earth for the holidays.
She took it all in, her virtual hair fluttering in the wind.
She listened to stories about real life. We talked like this surrounded by this beautiful world.
"I wish I could go out there with you." She said. It was a sad and true statement, but it was not meant to make me feel sorry. I just felt a longing I couldn't described. I touched her shoulder,
"Same." I felt I should've said something different, but it was enough.
We spent those next few moments in silence, before my system warned me that I had to log out to get enough sleep for my next shift.
I said my goodbyes and did so.
Coming back to reality is always tough. It feels like I've lost her. I always feel like getting in the next shuttle and going to Earth just to be with her.
... Even if that meant being separated by a sheet of glass.
She lost her body in an accident. Just when experimental brain-transplantation worked.
Michiko... Her only material form right now is essentially a brain in biofluid.
I can only meet her spirit in a virtual world.
Still, I wish I could be near her.
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