Author's Note

Ms. Electra Junii's POV

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Ms. Saqura's POV

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Going Home: 7

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At the Net Cafe

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I had enjoyed the time, at the Net Café, and the chat with Urano. When she had confirmed, that she is doing well; I rejoice, eager to maintain the connection, and tightening the friendship outside, in the physical world as well. She is my friend, after all; even if I had initiated the relation purely on the account of how cute she is as an elf, but she had ended up reciprocating my feelings.

As I am appearing a bit younger than my human self, I will have to give up things I had been used to; but I would still gain freedom, I never had had in the first place. This is me, not the girl I had been packaged as; perceived, by the people prone to box you up and ignore.

I will have to explore growing up, all over again; but this time, I am free to make the choices that are taking me to where I want to go. I am growing up, as the young elf I am.

On the other hand, or rubbery hoof; maybe I could ask Hope for a favour or two, exploring other options, I never could have had before. Only, these will have to wait; this day is coming to an end, as I am going home.

I will just have to find a place, where I can safely change into the clothes that is the me my family can recognize on my way home.

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What would I have done differently, before; had I known, what I know now? How would I have acted, if I had had the options presented to me now? I do not know.

Is it relevant? I am making the choices, I am making now; because of the experiences, that made me into who I am today. I can not ignore, what I have already experienced; expecting me to make different choices, back then.

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Since it is time to go home, I am logging out; making sure, Hope is logging out, too.

Even if I doubt anyone else would enter the room, before I return; it is still foolish, to leave my account wide open in this fashion.

Only when I have logged out and powered down each of the computers in the room, do I even approach the door.

I open the door, with Hope in tow; stepping out of the room, watching the door sliding shut behind me. Once the door is closed (locked), I continue down the hall, approaching the next door; opening the door, by presenting the palm of my extended right hand.

The door eagerly slides up before me and I step out. I greet the receptionist, bidding her fare-well; before I finally do exit the Café on my way home. (The girl by the desk waves her hand enthusiastically at me, as I am stepping out.)

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At first, I was just walking right home; but that would have been too easy. I simply can’t give my identity away, quite this easily.

I turn the other way, walking in the opposite direction; only to find a convenient position, an open (public) toilet.

As I am slipping in, I make sure I am not watched (or observed), before I am entering; discreetly swapping outfit; turning into my old, regular self (with some trepidation).

It is still me, but I am growing less comfortable in the old shoes I had been wearing. Before I discovered myself, and who I am now.

“While I will have to recall the location of this toilet, I should find a few alternative locations; just in case, so that I can swap clothes inconspicuously (without being seen, or recognized)!” I ponder.

Once I had changed into my old clothes, I turn in a new direction; taking a bit of a roundabout detour, in order to walk home.

“Could you take my place, at some time in the future?” I inquire.

“Not personally..” she responds; “but we could have your replacement available, once I am more familiar with your personality and habits!” she concludes.

“I guess..” I respond; “that will have to be good enough!” I conclude.

I continue to walk home, in silence; for a while. Just enjoying the change of pace, even if it is growing harder to appreciate who I had been before. Well, what had I been expecting? Once the cat is out of the bag; I can’t just push the elf back, into the place where she had been hiding.

“That Café could be the key, to so much fun!” Hope suggests.

“Yes, and it already has..” I confirm; “I used to love, hanging out there; even before I met you and Urano!” I conclude.

“I am glad I met you..” she responds; ”to the point, I am lacking words to express my gratitude..” she points out; “just as I am happy, I met Urano!” she continues; “If for nothing else, the doors she is opening up for us; even if she does not know, or understand this right now!” she concludes.

“Then it is just proper, for me to offer something for her in return!” I suggest; “Now I just wonderr; what more she would enjoy me doing, for her!” I conclude.

“Aside from being her friend..” she suggests; “I guess we just have to sift through the chat-logs and probe further (deeper); in order to find out, what we can do for her!” she concludes.

“On second thought; Urano does need a new name as an Elf too!” I put forth; "but she should figure that out, on her own..” I point out; “and she may want to at the very least have a say, in what her Elf self should be named!” I conclude.

“Going by the naming convention..” Hope puts forth; "there are rules for what one is to be named, properly!” she points out; “Usually, a person is named by her parents..” she continues; “but in the other case; I guess it is up to you to suggest the name, for her to accept!” she concludes.

“Her parents already named the human girl: 'Urano!” I point out; “If they even know of her Elf side.. do they even have a say, in her name as an Elf?” I inquire; “Since we discovered her new side, as the Elf; it feels, as if it is up to us to propose her new name, as the elf she is now!” I ponder.

“Yes!” Hope responds; “This could still wait..” she points out; “right now, isn’t the time!” she concludes.

I just realize, that I am home; I can see my home, from where I am right now. Not as if I am hasting my steps, but I do continue to walk towards my home.

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Once I am reaching the door, I open and step right in.

“Hello, Sis!” I exclaim, as I had finally closed the door, behind myself.

“Hello, Sis!” she responds, eager to see me.

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Over-Night

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