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9: Awkward Calls

    9: Awkward Calls


    <span style="font-weight: 400">My sleep was rudely interrupted by the trilling of the ingame phone application. In the process of wriggling around trying to find the damn button to ept the call, my arm happened to brush soft hair and softer skin, and suddenly I was very awake. Just my luck that my arm also found the ept call button, and my bleary eyes picked out my sister’s cheerful face appearing on screen.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">She started to speak normally, then quickly switched to a whisper for some reason, “Hey Tami! How are— Oh… is now not a good time?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“What do you mean?” I grumbled softly, trying to figure out why my chest felt really heavy all of a sudden.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Because there’s a cute girl lying on top of you, that’s why,” she whispered, pointing down.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Right… the soft skin. I looked down and found Auroraying haphazardly across me, her limbs flung in all directions and her bedroll only covering one leg. Jeez girl, you can stop fighting when you sleep. No need to thrash around in your dreams too! My heart began to ache in a way I really didn’t want to address as I watched the sleeping girl drool on my chest. She was so cute. I took a deep breath to try to calm my heartbeat and fluttery stomach, then looked back up to Taylor.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Ah, no I think we’re fine. She’s still asleep,” I said, keeping my voice low.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Are you sure…?” Taylor asked dubiously, “You didn’t like… you know?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Her awkwardness caused a giggle to spring unbidden from my mouth and I struggled to keep it quiet as I replied, “Is every conversation between us going to be about sex now? No I think she just traveled in her sleep. She’s one of the other damage dealers in my party.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“She’s cute. Do you know if she likes girls?” Taylor asked, smiling knowingly at me.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Taking a deep breath and feeling that indescribable feeling in my chest swell along with it, I could only nod mutely.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Oh no! You’re not…? Already?” she asked, a grin spreading across her face.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Next question,” I grumbled, perhaps a little too loudly.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Aurora stirred slightly when I raised my voice and her sleepy breathing quieted a bit, but it didn’t look like she’d woken up. Looking down at her I was struggling with the urge to gently brush my fingers through her hair. She was so beautiful.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Alright, well Mum and Dad are asking you to call again… should I tell them you’re busy?” she asked cautiously.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Nah I’ll call them on the walk into the Bleands,” I sighed, looking down again at the sleeping girl on my chest. She really had just iled wildly in her sleep. One arm was thrown over me, while the other was trapped awkwardly underneath her.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Okay cool… that’s all I had to say. Uh, you going good otherwise? How’s your leveling going?” she asked.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Oh! I haven’t even checked!” I eximed, forgetting to stay quiet for a second and causing Aurora to stir again.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Wow. That’s just typical to be honest. I shouldn’t have expected Tami the Hot Mess to remember anything,” sheughed.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Hold on, let me look at it now,” I said, bringing up the menu and checking, “Alright, I’m level three and halfway to level four already. Wow I didn’t expect that. I guess Aurora and I did kill some dudesst night. They probably counted for a lot.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“You killed some yers? What happened?” my sister asked, frowning angrily, “Who attacked you. Do you know their names?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">I grinned at my sister’s protective nature and waved her off, “Nah, it''s fine. Just some random shady dudes who tried to jump us. We handled them.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Alright, if you say so,” she said, not sounding very convinced but forcing herself to calm, “Alright so before you forget, do your damn level up please.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Right right,” I sighed, going through and assigning some points to things. I think I went for Endurance and Speed.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">As for spending my points in the ability trees, I was about to p some more points down into the Unarmed tree when I noticed a node in the contact magic tree. It wasbelled, <i><span style="font-weight: 400">Explosions. </i><span style="font-weight: 400">I stared at it for a moment as my mind ran ahead of me.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">I needed it.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">As soon as it was mine, I went into my abilities and got to work on a new one. I copied the stun strike ability and renamed it to <i><span style="font-weight: 400">Explosive Punch</i><span style="font-weight: 400">. I ced the newly purchased node in the slot, recing the stun one and hit confirm. The ability was deemed valid by the overlord AI or whatever, and I now had another ability. One that would keep me clean of gross undead bits, while sttering my teammates with it!


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Alright I did it. I made a new ability too. It makes the things I punch explode!” I said, unable to stop a giggle from bubbling forth again.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Oh my god, you’re… wow. Cute, alright you have fun, I’m going to jump out, I have a raid to do,” Taylor said, smiling and cutting the call as voices approached on her end.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">That was a bit abrupt sister, but alright. She was being very attentive at the moment, it was nicepared to how things had been recently. I loved my twin dearly but we had neglected each other thest few years as she became a high profile streamer and I spent a lot of time with Kristina. I was willing to bet she had been very happy when I was dumped, at least below the surface. Kristina and her hadn’t hated each other, but things had always been cold between them.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“So who was that?” Aurora asked quietly from my chest.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Her eyes were open now, looking sleepily up at me. That adorable just woken up look caused my heart to swell with unwanted feelings again.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Uh, my sister,” I mumbled,ying back so I wasn’t looking into her entrancing eyes.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Shifting off my chest and returning to where she had started the night, she rolled onto her side and faced me, “Oh, nice that she calls… So Um… sorry about that by the way, the sleeping on you. I knew it would happen too. I’m a bit of a mess when I’m sleeping.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">I could see her trying to hide her embarrassment, but I was better at reading her than she was at hiding it. I wanted so badly to tease her about it, maybe get a blush or two out of her, but in the end I thought better of it. Best to let things chill out between us for a bit.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“It’s no problem. I’m just d you ended up on me instead of outside the wards or something,” I smiled reassuringly.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Thanks,” sheughed, “It’s been a problem my whole life.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Absently I found my eyes following the curve of her jaw as I asked, “Howe? Nightmares?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Her smile fell a little as she shrugged nomittally.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Hey no problem if you don’t want to talk about it,” I smiled, “I’ve had a problem for a while now that’s been bugging me, but I’m not really keen to face it so I get you about not wanting to go into details.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">She gave me a little nod, then huddled back into her bedroll so that only her eyes were peeking above the fur. Cute. Iy back into my own and tried to fight the warring emotions that were rising inside me. Aurora was great. I enjoyed the hell out of both her tongue and herpany, and I could feel my heart responding to that. Problem was… It had been less than a week since my ex broke up with me, and I was simultaneously feeling a lot of hurt that was only barely being kept at bay by the excitement of the game.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">To make matters worse, everyone knew that pursuing feelings that developed in VR had a high chance of failing. The main problem was that people got used to seeing and hearing one voice in VR for the person they had developed feelings for, only to meet them in real life and find that they were entirely different on the outside. They called it failing at the Trantion to Reality.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">By the time the others woke up, I was feeling particrly glum about everything and in no mood to talk. Getting ready to leave after a quick breakfast of thest of my jerky was easy. We all simply returned out bedrolls to our inventories and that was it. Well, except for Xethu, who carefully pulled all the pins out of the ground.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">So it was that we left the Bleands Camp. Everyone else seemed excited to be getting to the meat of the journey, while I was battling my own inner turmoil over my feelings for both Kristina and Aurora. I was honestly a little mad at myself right now. It had been fun to flirt and make out with and get fucked by her, but now that we were getting to know one another, my heart was discovering that our chemistry went beyond sexual. Damn.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">About ten minutes into our trek towards the Bleands proper, Aurora sidled up to me and nudged me with a shoulder.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“You alright?” she asked with concern.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">It took me a moment to pull myself out of my thoughts, and so I turned to her with a bit of a startled expression, “What?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“You look down. It almost feels like bad luck for us to go intobat while the happy-go-lucky Tami is feeling down,” she said, smiling with slight uncertainly.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Her concern for me made my current blooming feelings for her just that much worse, but how can you be upset with someone when the feelings they instilled within you were just so damn pleasant? It was like getting upset with someone for giving you too much chocte.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">"Um. That''s kind of ttering," I said managing a smile for her.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">"That''s good, cos I mean it! You''re pretty damn cool, so it''s almost a failing of the universe if you get upset," she winked cheekily.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Oh, she was not helping my problems at all! I struggled with my heart for a moment, trying to hold the damn thing down so it wouldn''t do a jig in my ribcage, but it was no use. I felt a rare blush tickle my cheeks, but I did my best to pretend it wasn''t happening.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Thanks,” I sighed and tried to downy the importance of what I was feeling, “Sadly the universe is failing me I guess. Just real life problems looming though, nothing like, world ending or anything.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Well… still. You seem sad, so like, I’m here I guess?” she said, then winced, “Sorry, I’m bad at this. I’m the type of chick who sat in the back of the ssroom and red at people so… yeah I’m probably fucking this up.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Despite my inner turmoil I found myself smiling at her genuine attempt to cheer me up. It did feel good to know she at least cared enough to see me happy. That was pretty cool.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“It’s working,” I said, smiling gratefully at her.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“That’s good!” sheughed with relief, “Don’t want to make things awkward or anything.”


    <i><span style="font-weight: 400">Not kissing me made things awkward.</i>


    <span style="font-weight: 400">No that wasn’t fair. I’m not sure how to feel about kissing her now. Even if I really want to… Aw shit no not again.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Seeing my smile waver as my mind tried to dive back into the spiral, her eyes widened a little with worry. “Oh crap! Sorry! I didn’t mean like…”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Shush, Rora, you’re good,” I said, cating her again.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Chuckling with just a hint of nervousness she said, “Oh cool because like, social interaction sucks. Sign me the fuck up for being a hermit in the woods with like thirty cats or something because— wait, Rora?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Giving an amused snort I nodded, “Yeah, Rora. Short for Aurora because saying the whole thing is a bit mouthy. Is that okay?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Oh uh, yeah it’s fine. Cool. Rora…” she giggled, “I um, have a name that you can’t really turn into a nickname in real life so that’s a bit new for me…”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Gosh, she was being very strange right now. She was normally so calm and cocky and maybe a little bit of a bitch, but she was being downright bubbly right now.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Thanks for cheering me up Rora,” I said, genuinely grateful at her goofy intervention, “I should hang back now and make a call… but I’ll be right back okay?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Oh. Yes, that’s fine. Good luck with the call!” she said awkwardly again. Gosh Rora, calm down!


    <span style="font-weight: 400">I slipped back about twenty meters and began to brace myself. What was I even going to tell them? I mean, they yed games like this too so they would somewhat understand… but still.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Taking a deep breath, I navigated through the menus until I found the outside calls feature, and then selected my Mother from my contacts. Thankfully I would at least be calling from my ount, so she would know it was me.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">The call rang for a few beats before it was picked up, and I was greeted with a video window showing my parent’s kitchen, where my Mother was preparing a meal.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Hello?” she asked, staring out over the counter at me with confusion, “Terry?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Uh yeah,” I said sheepishly, “It’s me. I’m ying Cora right now so… you’re looking at my avatar.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">She seemed to search my features like she was a machine analysing me down to the molecr level. I found myself staring at her in turn, noticing the subtle simrities between my character and my mother. It was uncanny, I definitely looked like her daughter.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“I see,” she murmured, “You’re still using that old pod we bought you then?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Oh nah, Taylor bought me one of the really new ones! It’s so great! It feelspletely real! I’m loving it so far, as well as the game!” I said, unable to stop my excitement from shining through.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Before Mum could reply, Dad came into view and asked, “Who’s this?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“It’s Terry. He’s been ying that new game that Taylor was talking about. The call ising from inside the game,” she exined.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“I see, still using the old pod then? Can’t imagine wandering around in a woman’s body in a new one. Nothing against women’s bodies of course,” heughed, brushing a hand through Mum’s hair. “But I’d rather admire from outside, rather than inside.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Uh… no,” I said awkwardly, and repeated what I’d told Mum, “Taylor bought me one of the new high end pods…”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Oh,” Dad said, trailing off and turning to make some sort of significant eye contact with my mum.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">They stared into each other’s faces for a moment, looking a little worried before they turned back.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Dear, I’m so d you’re enjoying yourself. Please call us if you need help with anything, anything at all and we’ll help out okay?” she told me earnestly. Wow what was with my parents right now?


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Yes, you’re our child and we care very deeply about you. Please let us know if you need anything at all,” Dad said in agreement.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">They were both looking at me like I was about to tell them I had signed up for the army or something, which was notorious for having an extremely high casualty rate these days.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Riiight,” I said cautiously, “Well yeah. I’m enjoying the game. I’ve made some cool friends ingame. ss was going wellst week too.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Mum nodded, seeming to ease a bit, although she still had a hand on Dad’s arm like she needed the support, “And how are you after… the break up?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">With this question I couldn’t stop a flush from warming my cheeks as I thought of how Aurora had been with her face between my legs, “Good. Pretty good. Just… distracting myself in the game.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Mum nodded approvingly, seeming to miss my embarrassment at dodging the actual truth of what I had been up to, but Dad <i><span style="font-weight: 400">definitely </i><span style="font-weight: 400">picked up on it. I saw his mouth thin out and tilt up at the corners, while his gaze flicked awkwardly to the side. It was his tell tale ‘I’m trying to suppress augh’ look that we in the family all knew so well.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“What? What’s funny?” Mum asked him when she noticed.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Nothing dear, I’ll exinter. Anyway, Terry, I hope you have a… good time ying. Stay <i><span style="font-weight: 400">safe</i><span style="font-weight: 400"> please. Definitely don’t do anything I would do,” he said hurriedly.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">I was grinning now as I watched my Dad somehow looking both amused and ufortable, “Sure thing, Dad! Love you both!”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Call us again soon!” Mum eximed as I cut the call.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">That was augh, wow. Dad certainly knew what I was up to, but then again from what I had heard, he’d been around a bit back in his day too. Mum on the other had took a little time to catch up sometimes with the more raunchy conversation topics we had. She was cute, and had always been a little innocent. The way they had gotten together was incredibly cute too.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Back in the day, my Dad had been at a club in town, ready to mingle and impress the girls, when he’d seen my Mum. She’d been dragged there by her more outgoing friends, and was obviously ufortable with the whole idea. Dad had sidled up to her and started to talk to her. Not chat her up or anything, just hang out. They ended up exchanging numbers and a few datester they were happily in a rtionship.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Smiling at my parents, I trotted back up next to Rora and gave her a happy smile to let her know I was all good. Her eyes sparkled with a return smile, and we carried on inpanionable silence.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">The Bleands began to loom ahead of us now, the craggy peaks of the low mountains looking dark and foreboding. Low gnarled trees dotted the slopes, enough of them that creatures could potentially hide behind, but too few to really call it a forest. The scene reminded me of a farm my parents once took us to in New Zend where our rtives lived. It was less than an hour before we crossed what was considered the border of the Bleands, and it was pretty apparent why it was considered that.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">There was an aura of tension in the air that began to rise and catch at us like thorns on a bramble as we moved forward. For a moment, I thought I heard the beat of wings in the sky above us, but when I looked up I saw nothing. This ce was creepy as fuck.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Tami, Aurora, can you move to the sides a little and keep your eyes out? I’d like to use you as scouts if that’s alright?” Grerum asked, turning back to us.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">We both nodded and did as he’d asked, ranging out about thirty meters forward and to either side. I was alert and excited now, I was so keen to explode some zombie sheep or whatever. We almost immediately ran into a problem however when the mists seemed to rise up out of the ground to block our visibility.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“I’m moving closer to the group!” Rora called as I began to lose sight of her.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Me too! We need to stay in visual range,” I replied, following her advice.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">I was turning to head back inwards when I heard a muffled cry from Rora’s location, and I felt my heart hit my throat. Taking a running leap, Iunched myself into the air trying for as much height as possible. It was the first time I’d tried to fully fly, and my heart was beating wildly as my wings unfurled to their full length. When I felt the air catch under them, and suddenly I was gliding through the air, I couldn’t help a little whoop of excitement.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Not far below me, Rora came into view, and I dove hard to reach her. She was being swarmed by what looked like wolves, except their flesh was decaying and hanging free in many ces. They smelled awful as well, and I had to fight my gag reflex as I crashed down on top of one. Moments before I hit with my foot extended, I activated my new ability, causing a small but forceful detonation to blow chunks off the creature.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Rora, you okay?” I asked urgently, already driving another explosive fist into my prey.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Yeah fine,” she growled, pointing her de at another charging wolf and unleashing a burst of crackling orange energy.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">The wolf found itself wrapped in vines made of pure me, and it struggled as it was pulled against the ground until it was a wreck of crushed and burning flesh. I watched in awe as another wolf leapt out of the mist and all at once Rora erupted in me. Her hair, which had just looked like me previously, was now actual fire, roaring out of her head spitting and crackling angrily, while her eyes turned to glowing orange coals.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">She whipped a hand in the direction of the new attacker and a torrent of fire engulfed it, tearing through flesh and sinew like it was tissue paper. Our work wasn’t done with her sudden disy of power though, and soon we were both standing back to back as hordes of decaying forest creatures threw themselves at us.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Watch out for my hair!” she called at one point as her ming locks came close to hitting me.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Energy affinity! I’ll be fine!” I grinned back, taking out a charging deer with an exploding uppercut that sent everything that had once been its head sttering into the sky.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Oh, okay. Demon, right… I guess that makes sense,” sheughed, punting an undead rabbit into the air and torching it with a burst of me.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“We should get back to the others, I don’t think they will be able to hold out for long without two of their damage dealers,” I grunted, pushing the gnashing teeth of another wolf away from my face.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Right!” she agreed, “We clear a path? Do you remember where they were?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">I winced, making apprehensive eye contact with her, “No? This mist already has me turned around.”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Shit, me neither,” she swore, returning my worried look, “Can you fly us both out of here?”


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“I can jump us over the ones nearby I think, but I still don’t actually know how to fly,” I responded.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Alright, let’s do that,” she nodded, turning her back so I could lift her.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Putting my arms around her stomach, I pulled her tightly to my chest and leapt into the air with as much strength as I could muster. My wings strained for purchase as ourbined weight made them work hard.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">Thankfully they had enough strength to get us away from the immediate danger of the attacking undead, and out towards where I vaguely thought our party was ording to the location tracking feature. Something seemed off about the direction it was giving me though. Every now and then it would fluctuate and point in a random direction, or simply point right next to us.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">When we hit the ground, it wasn’t pretty, both of us tumbling across the uneven terrain like ragdolls. I wanted toy there on the ground and rest for a moment, but I didn’t think we’d gone far and we needed to be ready to fight again soon. Pulling myself off the ground, I got into a ready stance and turned this way and that, trying to spot any targets, and Rora followed suit.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">“Where are they?” she whispered, echoing my own thoughts as we stared into the listlessly drifting haze.


    <span style="font-weight: 400">There was nothing around us, just the rugged grass and gravel under our feet and the sighing of and ineffectual breeze. Distantly, above us, I once more heard the rasp of wind over feathers.
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