[Cynthia Rawson - 15:54, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Government Office, Seattle] #821

Cynthia blushed slightly "I can't say I ever thought about it... Not really anyway." She looked by the window for a moment, then muttered "No idea what my parents would think though. Not that it matters much anyway, they can't ignore me much more than they already do..."

She stayed silent maybe a minute, pensive, then shrugged "I suppose it'll have to be the administration building. That's probably where they'll be doing the admissions I guess." She seemed to hesitate for a bit, wondering if maybe she should add something, but in the end refrained from doing it.

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1615, WU Admin Building, Seattle


Sandy pulls into the parking lot at the admin building and parks the van. "Are you sure we have enough time for this? We are supposed to be back for the dresses at five and it's almost a half-hour drive from here. Try to be quick."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:15, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration building, Washington University, Seattle] #822

Cynthia shook her head "Nah, it's six for the dresses. We have a few things to take care of there before we rake care of that, but we still have plenty of time." After a slight pause, she added "At worst I'll just start things here and complete them later, possibly on the Matrix. Should be possible I suppose. Want to come?" She smiled, amused and teased "Or maybe there are cute boys you want to meet around here?"

With or without Sandy, she stepped out if the van to enter the building, looking for the admissions section.

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1615, WU Admin Building, Seattle


Sandy nods. "You're right. Renee's shop at six. But weren't we supposed to stop by to see LeBeouf and sign some papers before that?"

She blushes a bit when you talk about cute boys but gets out of the van and walks with you. "Don't need any cute boys right now. I am still trying to figure myself out and why I am falling in love with another girl and I am not sure I need another complication."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:15, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration building, Washington University, Seattle] #823

"Yup, that's why I said we have a few things to do before the dresses." with a friend she wondered "I don't know if we should eat or not beforehand though... I've never gone to a gala. Maybe they feed us?" she shook her head "Anyway, if we're there at 5:30, it should be enough, which leaves us 45 minutes here. Should be enough to take care of most things hopefully."

She held Sandy's hand in silence for a minute or two, then suddenly added "I don't know either. Why, I mean. But..." she seemed a bit embarrassed but continued straight on "I'm yours." after a second, she really blushed. Then added "As long as you remember that I don't share."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1616, WU Admin Building, Seattle


Sandy stops dead, pulling you to a stop as well. She steps in close, but not too close. "You mean that, Cynthia? Really? If you are mine, then I am yours. No sharing, I promise. And no straying into the arms of any of the cute guys here. In fact, what cute guys?"

She laughs as she squeezes your hand a bit then starts walking to the admin building, humming something. The admin building is a large rock and stone edifice, imposing inside and out. There are so many corridors and rooms that you could look all day and not find what you are looking for, but fortunately, there is an information/help kiosk in the center of the large hall. You apparently tap the office you need and you pick up a small hand-held device that allows you to follow an ARO to where you need to go.

The admissions office is not overly crowded at this time of year, basically servicing those students that are looking ahead to the next semester and those with summer session issues. Against one wall, you see a long shelf with small brochures of what is offered this summer and another for the fall semester.

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:16, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #824

For all answer, Cynthia lightly kisses Sandy's lips. In the admission office, she looks for someone who could take care of an admission. Probably for something a bit special, considering her interests and desires. As she waits for someone, she picks a few brochures, mainly about the Matrix and Astronomy fields.

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1620, WU Admin Building, Seattle


As almost everything is automated, there is only one staff person here and it takes a couple of minutes to be standing in front of her. She looks at you with little real interest. "How may I help you?"

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:20, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #825

For a moment, Cynthia had a real urge to answer something along the lines of by doing your fragging job but managed to keep that unsaid. Instead, she smiled tightly and answered "Unless I'm mistaken, you're taking care of admissions right? Well, I'm here to apply, for something a bit special so I don't think the automated systems can take care of it."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1622, WU Admin Building, Seattle


The woman looks tired and gives you a weak smile. "Yep, that's what the sign says, anyway. So what is this course you think is not on the automated list?"

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:22, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #826

Shaking her head, Cynthia answered "The problem is not that it's not on the list. But what I want is a bit...exotic. First, because I want to have two majors, with their respective minors. Matrix and Astronomy. And I'm thinking economics for one of the minors bit I'm not decided on the other one." she paused, glancing at the brochures but went right on without waiting for an answer "And I don't think I should be sent to first year. At the very least in Matrix. I won't pretend I don't have anything to learn, but I'm far from a beginner there."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1622, WU Admin Building, Seattle


The woman listens to you and shrugs. "Are you looking for summer classes, because that term has already started a few days ago. I might be able..............oops, sorry, there are no vacancies in the beginning matrix course you need to pass before moving on to the next level. There is a test that you can take to pass out of a class and you are certainly welcome to try that to see if you really know as much as you think you do. Let me know and I can see what you need for that test. If you do well enough, it looks like the next advanced level has a few openings, but like I said, the term is already in progress and you would be behind. There is, however, an opening in the astronomy class for the summer term. Lots of night classes there. The econ class is not offered in the summer, I am afraid, but you can pre-register for the fall term if you like."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:22, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #827

Cynthia thought about all that for a second, then nodded "Seems fine. How are those tests handled? For the Matrix and Astrophysics fields? Being a couple of days late shouldn't be that much of an issue I think."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1624, WU Admin Building, Seattle


The woman gives you a surprised look. "Honey, you said astronomy earlier and now you want astrophysics? Let me look......................hmmmmm.................nope. Definitely not offered for the summer term and there are a ton of prerequisites for that class and you need to get an interview with the prof. Do you have transcripts to show that would help us here?"

"As for testing out of the beginning matrix course, let's see. The test is proctored by the prof or the TA and I can send a request for one and see what they say."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:24, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #828

Cynthia shrugged "I suppose Astronomy is one of the prerequisites for Astrophysics, so it's alright. I can send you my high-school records." which she did straight away, not needing to be given the required commcode. As for the Matrix, she considered saying she already knew one of the professors but decided against it and instead just nodded "As for the test, it works from me, sure."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1624, WU Admin Building, Seattle


The woman smiles and nods. "Let me see, OK, the astronomy class does have two openings tight now. Classes are Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays at eight P.M. at the observatory. Now it is too late to get you registered to attend tonight, but I can you make tomorrow night? And I will send your transcripts to the prof and TA for the matrix class and someone will contact you about the test."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:24, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #829

With a nod, Cynthia acknowledged the proposition. She may even be able to attend that class the next day, but she felt better not tell the woman she would spend a few days abroad. Instead, she simply said "Works for me, thanks." she looked pensive at the brochures, then back at the woman "Now... how much will all that cost me?"

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1625, WU Admin Building, Seattle


The woman pushes a brochure towards you. "The costs are listed here. I am afraid there are no prorated costs for starting late in the term.. There is a slight discount for applying for the fall term by the end of July."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:25, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #830

"Alright." She nodded "I guess I'll just have to wait for the Matrix teacher to contact me then." She cocked an eyebrow "Is there anything else I have to do or everything is done?"

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1625, WU Admin Building, Seattle


She shakes her head, already looking at the person standing behind you in line. "Not unless you have other questions. Everything is in the system."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:25, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #831

"Oh. Okay. Cool." She seemed a bit unsure for a second, but shrugged "Good afternoon then..." Brochures in one hand, and Sandy's in the other, she exited the room "Well... That was... Fast? I was expecting more... I don't know... I thought it'd be more complex than that."

After a moment, she shook her head "Well, good news is, I've now taken care of everything I needed to. Want to do something before we go back?"

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1628, WU Admin Building, Seattle


Sandy happily takes your hand and her smile is deep and genuine when you initiate it. She nods at your question. "Sure, what do you have in mind?"

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:28, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #832

"Well..." She smiled a bit bashfully "I was kinda hoping you had an idea or something." She thought about that for a second, then asked "We have what, a bit more than thirty minutes? Maybe we could... I don't know..." she paused, struggling to find anything. Finally, she proposed "We could get some ice-cream somewhere nice?"

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1628, WU Admin Building, Seattle


Sandy blushes. "I would definitely have an idea if we had more than thirty minutes." She leans in close and kisses you deeply and long enough to draw a couple of remarks and whistles from some passers by. She breaks the kiss and looks into your eyes. "Oh, yeah. I have some very definite ideas of something to do if we had more than thirty minutes. You have my body all tingly and damp."

She steps back a pace and takes your hand in hers. "But for now, an ice cream sounds good. There is a nice place about two miles away that serves the real thing, in cones, no less. I'll drive while you check out the matrix menu. Geordi's is the name."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:28, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #833

CynthIa looks a bit embarrassed at Sandy's hints, but quickly melt into the kiss, her arms wrapping the other girl's waist, with no space left between their bodies. As she did, she moaned lightly, moving slightly, barely registering anything else than the kiss. When it finally ended, she furiously blushed, more than she already was, when Sandy commented on the state of her body. She laid her head on Sandy's shoulder, nose against her neck while she tried to catch her breath, maybe trying to hide her own body's reactions. While it was of course impossible to see what the kiss had done in - or on - her panties, it would have been impossible to hide her fully erect nipples under her blouse given the absence of a bra.

After maybe a minute that she spent moving slightly, but sticking to Sandy, she whispered "I love your smell." she paused, her nose tickling Sandy's neck, then even more quietly added "I love you."

Finally she stepped back, her excitement at last less visible, but she refused to look at anyone, her head lowered, really embarrassed. Maybe by what she just said, but certainly by the reactions of the onlookers. She took Sandy's hand and nodded at her suggestion without a word, looking for Geordi's on the Matrix and going through the menu to distract herself.

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1628, WU Admin Building, Seattle


There is no doubt in your mind that Sandy's body is reacting to your embrace. She moans softly and nibbles at your ear when you nuzzle against her neck and her eyes are completely wide when you step back. She walks with you in silence until you are standing next to the van then, still holding your hand, she turns to you and lifts your chin with the other until you are looking at her. "I know that this is all so new to you, hell, it is new to me. I have no experience with this. I have never felt about anyone the way I feel about you. I have never actually been in bed with a woman before, you know, in a sexual way, so anything we do will be sheer experimentation." She blushes. "I have seen some porn trids that included girl on girl stuff, but I have no real idea what works or makes you feel good. But what I do know is that I want to try this. With all my heart I want to try this. And I want to make you happy to be with me. I have never told anyone that I loved them, well besides my parents, and certainly not in the same manner I love you. I really think that we have no reason to be ashamed for any of this.......for how we feel. I love you, and probably have since we met. There is just something about you that has caught me and I do not want to escape."

She leans in to kiss you again then breaks to walk around to the driver's side. "My fav is Chocko-Mint-Chip. Order a double scoop, please."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:28, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Administration Building, Washington University, Seattle] #834

With a small smile, Cynthia nodded silently and got in the van. Sex was definitely a topic she felt comfortable talking about after all. Of course, she thought about that from time to time. She was a seventeen years old girl after all. By the same token, she had seen some of that girl on girl stuff Sandy talked about. It was pretty much impossible when almost living in the 'trix after all. But outside of a mild curiosity, she had never really paid attention to any of it. The simple thought of doing any of that, or having any of that done to her was enough to make her blush again.

Shaking her head, she decided to drop that line of thoughts and instead focused on what kind of ice-cream she wanted, finally selecting a lime-blueberry one "I ordered." After a few seconds, she added "And I'm not ashamed. Just... Embarrassed, I guess..."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1635, Geordi's Ices, Seattle


Sandy had been quiet on the way over to the ice cream store. The crowd of people entering and leaving the place is mostly university-aged but there are other people as well. Your order is waiting for you and Sandy leads you to a small outside table to eat it. She looks at you for a few moments. "Why embarrassed?"

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:35, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Geordi's Ices, Seattle] #835

It took maybe a minute before Cynthia finally decided to answer the question "I'm not sure..." she took another spoonful of her ice, eating it slowly as she thought "Maybe because it was a bit...intense? And while I don't really care what others think, it's... Well... Another thing entirely to go that far in front of everyone?"

Seemingly pretty absorbed by her icecream, she added in a mumble, squirming a little "And...It did...stuff..."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1635, Geordi's Ices, Seattle


Sandy waves her spoon. "OK, you are right and I am sorry for doing it in public quite like that. I will save that sort of thing for when we are more private." She does grin a bit. "And it did things to me as well."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:35, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Geordi's Ices, Seattle] #836

"Oh." Cynthia blinked a few times, her spoon midway to her mouth. After a couple of seconds, she finally completed her movement, as a slow smile appeared on her lips. She seemed almost...pleased "I think I like that."

She ate in silence for a moment, the same small smile on her lips. It slipped away at some point though, as she looked at Sandy "There's something you should know though." She seemed to hesitate, looking almost afraid, before she finally said more "I could be called a Hacker. A good one in fact." She smiled a bit proudly, but it was a bit trembling. Despite that, she didn't stop "But... I do not have a deck. Implanted or otherwise." She seemed absorbed by her ice-cream, refusing to meet Sandy's gaze "I'm a Technomancer." In a mumble, she added "That's how I was able to get back control of my car yesterday."

As she confessed that, she looked vulnerable. For a good reason: the last time she had talked about that, she had been sold out to a megacorp. The time before that, she had been expelled from her house. Not exactly the kind of experiences building confidence.

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1635, Geordi's Ices, Seattle


Sandy leans forward. "Really? And here I thought all of them had forked tails and cloven hooves and ate babies. I just thought you had an implanted deck. Wow. This is so neat. Can you talk about it and tell me what it is like?"

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:35, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Geordi's Ices, Seattle] #837

At the joke, Cynthia quickly looked up before turning her gaze back down to her ice-cream, very visibly flinching. While she hadn't heard such accusations, not seriously anyway, she had heard some pretty wild ones presented perfectly seriously. There was so much misinformation out there about what Technomancers were and what they could do, so much fear... She didn't find the joke funny at all.

For a moment, she played with her ice cream, not eating, before she answered "Maybe..." She looked up after a couple of seconds, holding Sandy's gaze "The last person to whom I told anything about that tried to sell me out to a Mega. Before that, it was my parents, and I was kicked out of the house as a consequence."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1635, Geordi's Ices, Seattle


Sandy looks at you for a few seconds then reaches tentatively across the table for your hand. "I am not selling you out to anyone for any amount of money and I am sure not kicking you out of my life after just finding you. You have nothing to fear from me, but you will have to decide that for yourself. I can only do my best to convince you of that."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:35, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Geordi's Ices, Seattle] #838

There wasn't much hesitation to take the offered hand from Cynthia's part. She smiled, a bit weakly, as she said "If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't tell you that. It's just..." she grimaced "It didn't go well previously. For some reason, there's a lot of fear about us. Or greed. But... It's something I had to say now, before things got serious. Or...more serious anyway." she shrugged.

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1636, Geordi's Ices, Seattle


Sandy finishes off her ice cream and wipes her lips on a napkin. She smiles and nods at you. "Well you don't have to worry about me blabbing anything. So, about ready to go?"

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:36, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Geordi's Ices, Seattle] #838

"I suppose we can yes." Cynthia nodded "At least we'll have plenty of time to take care of things once we're back." She didn't seem in a hurry to move though. Instead, she brought Sandy's hand to her own cheek, holding it there for a moment, eyes closed.

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1636, Geordi's Ices, Seattle


Sandy's hand is warm to the touch and she makes no resistance to you putting it against your cheek. With you eyes closed, you can't see her reaction, but you can hear the change in her breathing and the small sound, almost a moan that comes from her.

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:36, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Geordi's Ices, Seattle] #839

After a minute or two, Cynthia sat up, and with a light kiss on Sandy's knuckles let her hand go. She smiled lightly then, having put the last subject behind her and said "Alright, we better go. We wouldn't want to miss our appointment..."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1638, Geordi's Ices, Seattle


Sandy chuckles. "What appointment?" Another chuckle and a smile. "Oh, that appointment. Right." She sighs a bit then stands and removes the trash to the bin and walks with you out to the van. As you get in and buckle up, she looks over to you. "Cajun Town?"

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:38, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Geordi's Ices, Seattle] #840

Cynthia nodded "Yup, Cajun town. We'll start by dropping things at the house I think."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1652, On the Road To Cajun Town, Seattle


You are about half way back when Sandy laughs. "You know, I do not recall anything like a driveway to that house, and we can't drive into Cajun Town itself. Might have to talk to LeBeouf about that."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:52, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Geordi's Ices, Seattle] #841

"Yeah.... I thought about it too but..." She shrugged "At worst, I'm sure we can find someone to carry stuff for us. Or maybe have some kind of platform drone on which we could put things on to carry one way or the other?"

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1652, On the Road To Cajun Town, Seattle


Sandy nods. "We can always ask the deputy at the archway. He might know. I mean, they have to get deliveries of stuff, right?"

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:52, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - On the Roads to Cajun Town, Seattle] #842

"Can't hurt anyway." She rubbed her chin "But I'm not so sure about deliveries. Even if they get some, it probably doesn't happen often. It felt more like they were mostly able to get what they needed by themselves." With a slight smile, she added "Which is kind of a good thing as far as food is concerned. I'll have to ask Sylvie how she does it though. We wouldn't want to starve after all..." She paused for a second, then said "Which reminds me..." She shared a file with Sandy, on which there were multiple headers like kitchen, bathroom, bedrooms, etc. but not much content yet "I've started making lists of things we need, looking here and there. If you have ideas or simply stuff you want, just add that there. I'm sure it would be cheaper to get as much stuff in one go as we can." She rubbed her chin "Plus that way we can think of the style we want, one that would fit us and the house. You can just add names if style isn't important, or pictures if you have something specific in mind. I don't know when we'll have the time to take care of all of this but..." She shrugged "At least we won't lose time deciding what we want..." She seemed pensive for a moment, then wondered aloud "Maybe we could mandate an interior decorator to take care of most of that for us?"

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1652, On the Road To Cajun Town, Seattle


Sandy nods. "Now that you mention it, I have not seen any sort of delivery trucks at all. But I cannot imagine a small place like that being self sufficient for food and materials. Drone deliveries, maybe?"

She smiles when you send her the files for the rooms. "So are we going to try to alter the interior any for something a bit more modern. I get we need two main bedrooms, but can they both be master bedrooms? I did notice that all of the bathrooms were separate rooms on the hallways so none of them would be considered private. Not a problem if only the two of us, though. And I like the idea of the interior decorator. Maybe LeBeouf can give us a recommendation for one."

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:52, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Geordi's Ices, Seattle] #843

Cynthia nodded "It's precisely because I want to merge modern and old that I think we should ask someone who actually knows about stuff like that. If we do it wrong we could end up with something really not pleasant, so... I'm not sure about asking LeBoeuf though, even if he knows an interior decorator, I'm afraid she'd be a bit lacking on the modern side of things..." She paused and shrugged "But I suppose we wouldn't lose much by asking. And it would probably be better perceived if we asked a local."

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1653, On the Road To Cajun Town, Seattle


She nods. "Yes, I think so and we should at least try to fit in a bit." She laughs. "We already have some of the clothes and may soon actually become part of the town. I am thinking that may not be a terrible thing."

Twenty minutes later Sandy pulls into the parking lot outside the town limits and she nods her head at the deputy who is standing near the arch. "OK, do we ask him about transporting these things?"

[Cynthia Rawson - 16:53, Thursday June 13th, 2075 - Cajun Town, Seattle] #844

"As long as we don't do too much or force ourselves... After all we're not natives and will never be."

"Well..." Looking at the Deputy, Cynthia seemed to hesitate "I don't know... Maybe he'll try to eat us if we dare ask stupid questions..." with a giggle, she approached the man "Good afternoon. Tell me, we have some stuff to bring into town but it's far too heavy for us, what's the procedure for that?"

Thursday June 13th, 2075 1713, Cajun Town, Seattle


The man tips his hat to you as you approach. "Good afternoon, Miss Cynthia, Miss Sandy. Are these things going up to the big house or just to your rooms at the boarding house?"