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- "Sounds like an idea..."
- >You find your bike in your shed
- >Oh yeah, your apartment has a shed. Useful for stuff like this
- >You adjust the seat to what you think will be appropriate
- >Helmets are for pussies
- "Alright, safari, let's roll"
- >You manage to get the bike outside, even though the handlebars seem to have made it their mission to make you miserable
- "Alright, try to keep up, tiny equine!"
- >You bike off towards a part of town you always did like biking in before
- >Also, fuck bike seats
- >Seriously
- >Safari just giggles and heads after you, not in a full gallop just yet
- >That changes when you get some downhill momentum
- >Sweeeeet!
- >You'd forgotten how fun biking was
- >Safari keeps up with a decent amount of effort
- >"Gonna have to do better than that, biped"
- >She winks and kicks the speed up a gear
- >It
- >Is
- >On
- >You shift gears and pedal like mad after her
- >You're relieved that there are so few pedestrians obstructing your path
- >Most are probably at work
- >You're side by side with her
- "You said what?"
- >"Hah, granted, you've got decent speed, but have you got endurance?"
- "Let's put that to the test"
- >The two of you tear through the concrete jungle
- >You'd forgotten half of this stuff existed
- >After god knows how long, you and her both slow down to a more comfortable pace
- "Safari, time?"
- >"2:57 PM. We ought to get going to our little appointment."
- "Yeah, although I'd like to swing by home first. What's the quickest route?"
- >"Calculating...Down Moot road, then take a right at Puddi avenue."
- >You nod and head there with her
- >It's fascinating to you how the city's put together
- >You arrive home, locking your bike outside
- >You decide a full shower would take too long, so you take a, as your dad called it, hooker wash, then activate the Axe
- >Then you grab a bag of essentials and head outside again, where Safari's guarding your bike
- >"Wuzzat you got there?"
- >You grin
- >Little miss know-it-all 'I can access the internet with my mind' isn't omniscient after all
- "Oh, I figured I'd bring some snacks and drinks to share. As well as a shit-ton of d6'es, considering this is Shadowrun.
- >She nods
- >"Makes sense. We should get going, so just follow me, aight."
- >You nod and do so
- >You were expecting more health-nuttery from her
- >Maybe you got the wrong impression
- >Maybe
- >You've yet to meet someone who can outsmart boolet
- >So the trip actually goes pretty fast, or at least that's what it feels like
- >You arrive five minutes early
- >Knock on the door
- >Get on the floor
- >Walk the dinosaur
- >Except not really
- >Tall guy opens the door
- >"Hey! You're Anon, correct?"
- >You nod
- "Yep, that's me. Et vous?"
- >You shake his hand and hope he understands your high school level french
- >"Me? I'm Leif, the GM. This-"
- >He gestures to the interior, where the rest of the group are sitting, some waving at you
- >"-Is my pad. And say, who's your friend?"
- >Safari reaches out a hoof for him to shake
- >"I'm Safari, Anon's browser pony AI companion. I was the one who took contact, considering, you know, the whole browsing thing."
- >He nods and invites you in
- >You step inside, and it's a pretty chill place
- >In fact, chill seems to be the rule here
- >The other players are pretty 'lax, and surprisingly easy to talk to
- >You do have a few awkward slip-ups, but no-one seems to judge you that harshly
- >You quickly roll a knife-guns-and-firey-doom elven mage
- >You'd forgotten how fun character creation and gear shopping could be
- >One other player has a dwarven street samurai
- >You point out that from the description, he sounds like cyber-gimli
- >He laughs and agrees, but points out that his character is also irish and sounds like the thing on the lucky charms box
- >That gets a good laugh from y'all
- >Safari seems to have hit it off with another AI companion you hadn't noticed at first
- >This one seems less anchored to one form
- >Though she(?) always keeps some tattoo-like markings around the eyes
- >Neat
- >Reminds you a bit of some cartoons you saw as a kid
- >Whatevs, no time to get distracted, the GM's talking
- >The session goes pretty well
- >There are some good fights (lovely, lovely acid spray spell), some decent roleplaying, tons of fun banter and jokes
- >One guy, Noah you gather his name is, seems like cyber-batman except with copious amounts of explosives, supersoakers, DMSO and neurostun
- >You admit you feel a tiny bit like the outsider, but that's probably 'cause you haven't met these people before, while they seem to be friends from before
- >Even so, with a teeny nudge from Safari, you do share with them who you are and what you do. Well, sort of, some things you gloss over with a wink, and they wink back
- >In conclusion, this is great success
- >How had you not done something like this before?
- >Apparently, there are pretty cool people out in the world, if you can just find 'em
- >Not that you're complaining, but it almost feels like this went too smooth
- >Oh well
- >At the end of the session, you schedule the next game
- >You have to admit, you can't wait a damn week for the next time
- >Holy shit, you're actually giddy
- >You and safari take your leave, and head homewards
- >It's like, midnight or something
- >Oh, shit, right, you forgot your raid tonight
- >Shit
- >Sigh
- >You'll just have to explain what happened
- >Safari seems pretty satisfied with how things turned out too
- >"You have fun tonight, Anon?"
- >Her question sounds almost absent-minded, she seems more preoccupied with star-gazing
- "Mhmm."
- >"Cool."
- >You reach down and scratch behind her ear
- >She coos gently and leans into it
- >Then you decide to bike off and leave her in the dust
- "Race ya home!"
- >She frowns, but quickly cracks into a laugh and runs after you
- >You notice that gorging yourself on snacks before physical activity was not a good idea
- >You don't feel so good
- >You slow down
- >Okay, okay, focus on not letting stuff come up
- >You wouldn't want to paint the sidewalk nor Safari with puke
- >"ey, you alright?"
- >Safari trots beside you, looking worried
- "Yeah...I think so, I'll just take it easy on the way home."
- >She nods and the two of you continue back home
- >You stumble in the door and put away your bike
- "Hey, Safari, I was thinking of going to bed, but before I do, are you hungry?"
- >She looks at you and thinks briefly
- >"A little bit, actually, but I'm not sure it's a good idea to go to sleep on a full stomach."
- >As if on cue, her stomach rumbles
- >"...Okay, you wouldn't happen to have something that's not greasy, meat or both?"
- "I...have noodles, so I could get you a bowl of that, although without the beef flavoring, I suppose it would be a bit flavorless. I do have some spices, though, that sound alright?"
- >She nods
- >You set about making that bowl of noodles, spicing it to perfection
- >You figure she probably doesn't need chopsticks when she's got magic
- >You set it down
- "Here ya go. 's hot, though, fair warning."
- >"Appreciated, heard and thoroughly ignored"
- >She sticks out her tongue
- >Still smiling though
- >She levitates up a few noodles and rolls them into a little ball, then blows on them and pops 'em in her mouth
- >Her face lights up
- >"Fuck, Anon, I didn't know you could cook like this! This is pretty damn good!"
- >She greedily devours the noodles and the soup
- >You put the bowl in the sink
- >You head to the bathroom and brush your teeth
- "Hm, now how do we do the whole sleep thing? I imagine you might like to have a bed of your own, but this far, I've not got anything like that."
- >"Eh, so long as nothing funny happens, I'm not opposed to sharing a bed with ya."
- >You give her a thumbs-up
- >Then laugh when she tries to copy the gesture
- >Both of you get in bed
- >She trusts you enough to lay pretty close to you
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