Author's Note

Ms. Electra Junii's POV

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At the Net Cafe: 6

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A Secret Elf Lollie

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I step into the lobby of the Net Cafe I had intended to frequent; stepping over the floor, on my way to the desk where they receptionist is waiting. (Not so much, for me in particular; just for anyone, who is entering the Cafe, in general.)

Greetings, is there a booth available, at this time?” I inquire.

“Yes; there just so happen to be a booth unoccupied, at this time!” she responds.

“Then I would love to have a moment, in the booth!” I respond; “just place the palm of your right hand on the plaque, in order to confirm!” she responds.

I place the palm of my right hand on the plaque, whereupon I spread my fingers wide; enjoying the familiar sensation of the warm handshake, in the process.

“Step right in, and enjoy your stay!” she offers.

“Thank you!” I respond; as I am walking over to the indicated door, leading to the highly desired booth.

I open the door, as I had so many times before; even if this is under the name of: Electra Junii, in place of the name of Saqura I am usually going by. Well; up until today, that is.

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The door had just closed behind me, as I had entered the booth I had booked for myself.

“Since we are alone; this would be the opportune moment, to change into the clothes you just bought for yourself!” Harmony puts forth.

“Yes, I guess this is the perfect moment; to change into my new clothes..” I respond; “I have been dying, to get into this!” I conclude.

With that, she is dropping the pretence, removing all the clothes she had been pretending I had been wearing. I am opening my backpack, wherein I had been storing the newly purchased clothes for myself.

First I am stepping into my new, white cotton panties; before I am selecting the first matching top and pull it down, over my head. From there; I continue to put on the rest of the clothes, I had intended to wear. From now on, I am Electra Junii; until I choose to revert to the person I had been, in order to go home.

Once I had dressed up, as Electra Junii; I take a seat at the first desk before me at the central table, before I place the palms of my hands on the table. With that, I am logging in, for the very first time.

As I had logged in, I am creating my profile. While the profile may not be required, technically speaking; but I had chosen to create the profile, the first chance I had. Which is now. No point in waiting, as there is nothing preventing me from doing it.

With the profile completed, I am making a search for potential friends; only for Urano, and Saqura to come up. I opted to apply for their friendship, before I continue.

Strangely enough, I notice how Urano is accepting my friendship request almost instantly.

However; Saqura is not responding; but I know why, and I will permit this to stay as it is, even if I could have opted to permit her to accept the request now. I guess this option isn’t exactly ideal, considering how I know Saqura is only accessing this account from this cafe in the first place. I don’t want to leave any hints as to who I am, just in case.

I don’t want anyone to be able to guess. It is the point, of making this a secret identity, in the first place.

“Hi, Electra!” I can see the response from Urano, at the chat I use to frequent as Saqura.

“Hi, Urano!” I respond.

“Responding in this chat, is safe!” I ponder; only for Harmony to confirm my impression, an instant later.

“She really is cute, as an Elf!” Harmony points out, as we can see her image on the screen before us.

“Yay..” Urano snickers; “my first Elf friend!” she concludes, as she is looking at the image of my face beside her chat window. (Of course, she can see my face; but since all she is seeing, is the face I am presenting her with!)

“Nice to see you, Electra..” Urano responds.

“Likewise, Urano!” I respond. (This far, my search for friends is taking off, adding some nice progress.)

“Yes, I guess I noticed!” I respond; “I guess I should make a few more friends, even if I can’t be expecting everyone to be an Elf!” I ponder.

“I am new to this chat..” Urano concedes; “I hope it isn’t a problem!” she then adds, almost as if it had been an embarrassing afterthought.

“Me too..” I respond; “but I guess I will stick around; since I have someone to talk to here now!” I suggest.

“I kind of stumbled across the chat, half by half by mistake..” she concedes; “I found the account, just a few days ago..” she continues; “almost, as if someone had created my account, for me to find this place!” she concludes.

“A good friend, is a good friend..” I put forth; “and since you are here now, regardless of how you found your way in; I guess we could enjoy the place, just chilling out like friends?” I inquire.

“Hanging out with friends, makes my day; and right now, chilling out feels like the way to go!” she responds.

“Of course, I know who she is; even if she does not know, who I am!” I ponder.

But of course I know who she is, as I had created her account; but I could not reveal or explain that, to her. Now, could I? I had known of her; since the first time, I had set foot at the cafe. She had been there, letting me in; after all.

I had enjoyed chatting with her, exchanging greetings and such from the very beginning. Later, I had started to find her cute. Even if I had added her as an Elf; and granted her a few other changes to her appearance, in the same line of reasoning.

Is it strange; that she had taken, to her new elf identity? But then, so had I; even if Hope had revealed it to me, as a part of who I am.

“Since you have a moment to spare..” I suggest; “I guess hanging out, with a friend is the way to go?” I inquire.

“How is life as an Elf treating you?” Hope inquires.

“Surprisingly good!” Urano responds; “but I can’t for my life; figure out who created my profile, or why!” she confides.

“That’s always good!” Hope responds; “Someone seems to know you, better than you think..” she continues; “so it has to be someone close to you, someone you know well; or it is someone with intricate knowledge and understanding of the system, and how it works!” she suggests.

“Since the profile logged me in, with my biometrics..” Urano concedes; “which makes it scary; but also very exciting and exhilarating at the same time!” she concludes.

“That would be a bit scary..” I agree; “not sure, how I would have reacted!” I supply.

As I am looking at her face, and the parts of her profile I can see; I notice she had made a few changes and adjustments to her profile. Well; it is her profile, after all. It is hers, to do with as she pleases. Including deleting it, as well.

I would have hated, for her to delete the profile; but if it had been her choice, I would have to accept that as well. Only; she had not deleted her new profile; but chosen to accept it, and play around with what she had been given. Oh, and now she had even chosen; to accept me, as her friend.

My first real friend, here; as Electra Junii, that is. I will need to make a few more friends, as I go.

“What kind of friends, would I want to have here?” I ponder, quietly contemplating my options.

Of course; I know Hope will help me out, searching for these friends. If I can’t find another Elf right now; I could always search, for other categories? Though I largely want girls, in my own age group; such as I see it, that is. Hope and Urano, both fit in the girl category.

“Life can be scary, sometimes..” Hope puts forth; “but the question is; what do we do, and how do we react on the perceived threat!” she points out; “do we dare, to accept the challenge; and brave the opportunities, placed before us?” she inquires.

“Just as you think you made it; something else is popping up, jumping at you!” Urano notes; “I like my job, and I have been enjoying it for years; and now, I find out I have an Elf profile, I have not created myself..” she puts forth; “only to realize; I enjoy the elf I have been presented as, and that I am enjoying being that Elf!” she concludes.

“Life; is like a pile of Christmas gifts, but you can’t know which you will like before you have unwrapped its secret!” I note.

“I like Christmas..” she responds; “and I certainly do enjoy opening the presents, formerly hidden under the tree!” she concludes.

“Who doesn’t!” I respond; “though I guess, this profile was like the present you just mentioned?” I inquire.

“Yes..” she responds; “and I certainly have been enjoying unwrapping its secret too!” she puts forth; “if only I know, who was presenting with this particular gift!” she concludes.

“It would seem..” Hope suggests; most every culture I have ever heard of, as their own version of what is to pass for the Christmas; in spirit, even not in name!” she suggests.

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“I guess, St. Claws was early for you this year!” I tease.

“Yes..” Urano concedes; “I am forced to agree!” she opines.

“St. Claws is always there, in a pinch!” I suggest.

“So it would appear!” Urano concedes; “So it would appear, indeed!” she puts forth.

“It is never about, who gets the first, the biggest or most expensive gift..”Hope suggests; “but who derives the most joy, from the gift(s) over time!” she concludes.

“Sometimes..” Urano suggests; “the best gift, is just being there at all!” she points out.

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“Uhm..” I start; “how is life, as an Elf for you?” I inquire.

“This far..” she puts forth; “fairly good..” she opines; “no complaints, from my end!” she concludes.

“That’s good..” I respond; “I would have hated, to hear you have troubles..” I continue; “because it would suggest, I have problems ahead!” I point out; “..and I would hate to hear, my friends have problems!” I conclude.

“I like to think, all my friends are doing well, too..”Urano opines.

“My friends’ problems..” I respond; “is my problems..” I continue; “just as my problems..” I suggest; “are my friends’ problems!” I conclude.

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“This text to voice chat is divine!” Hope declares.

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Going Home

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