[center][h3][color=fff79a]Ayem Moestadja[/color][/h3][/center]

The woman in thermal gear looked up sharply with a slight dint in her eyebrows, something that could have been a frown but wasn't there yet. Her neck pivoted to where Anya had gestured, owl-like. [color=fff79a]"But..."[/color] She looked back at Anya. The smile was still there, mostly because it didn't know where else to go. [color=fff79a]"It feels..."[/color]

[color=ed1c24][i][b]“SYZYGY NEUROKINETiCS INCORPORATED BRINGS YOU THE FINEST IN VIRTUAL AND AUGMENTED REALITY TOURISM,”[/b][/i][/color] barked the robot automatically. [color=ed1c24][i][b]“WE STRIVE TO ENSUR-”[/b][/i][/color]

[color=fff79a]"Just shut up for a minute,"[/color] said Ayem with a finger raised, somehow making the words sound friendly. [color=fff79a]"Thanks."[/color] Without another word her legs stilted her off to the door, where she was met with the 'Premium Members Only' message after two metres of outdoor demo content. She turned on the spot, stood for a second, then marched back to exactly where she'd left off.

[color=fff79a]"But if I'm not here, then,"[/color] she started, sounding utterly dazed, [color=fff79a]"where am I?"[/color] She looked up. [color=fff79a]"Hey keep. Can I get another hot chocolate? Thanks."[/color] For a moment she stared into her marshmallow-laden mug as if to press it for answers, then she looked back at Anya, then at her medical kit, then at the fingers with which she was tenderly feeling the fresh road-burn under her coat, then back at Anya again. [color=fff79a]"Sorry, I'm Ayem. I think I'm lost. Are you okay?"[/color]