and the purple drink!” Kumuki shrieked with excitement.
“G, don’t agonize over the decision,” Sabien retorted. “Pretty much everything tastes the same, more or less. And the drinks? Don’t get me started on the drinks. They’re all exactly the same!”
“They’re not! Purple drink is the best drink!”
Sabien smiled and shook his head as he punched in his order by tapping the pictures of the Crunchy Roll and the red drink. Allea also punched in her order of the Sweet Roll and a green drink. Geon finally settled on the Rainbow Roll and a blue drink for himself. The pictures of the menu faded out and only four small blinking circles in the middle of the table were left of the hologram. Geon sat back in his chair and watched the plates of food and drinks sliding out of the holes in the back wall, traveling quickly down the clamoring track in the room. As they approached their designated tables, the other patrons of the restaurant grabbed the food and drinks right off the track. Interesting . There are no servers in this restaurant.
“So, G,” Allea said, looking up from her cuff. “First day… pretty overwhelming, right? Are you doing okay? What are you thinking?”
Geon thought about her questions before answering.
It’s true. It was an overwhelming day. There was so much going on. So much to process. So many new things. It’s hard to know how to feel yet.
“I’m not sure, Ally. It’s all so new. So different . Knowing how many people died is hard to handle. And the destruction around us…that flood and those waves… it was scary. But also, it was sort of exciting. It felt good to run, too. But, this place… this world, is so dark. It’s not the same. And the people seem really…”
“Out of it, I know,” Allea said as she nodded in agreement. “We try to make the best of it, but it’s not easy sometimes. It’s not the world you remember.”
The four of them talked about the day’s events and laughed about their narrow escape. All of them agreed they would keep their perilous event a secret from Mama V.
“Besides,” Sabien chimed. “Mama V doesn’t know a REMpod from a steamjet, let alone know how to track us on her cuff. What big Mama doesn’t know won’t hurt her!”
A signal from their table notified them of their approaching dishes. Geon turned behind him and grabbed the items, knocking the bottle of purple drink on the floor as it quickly flew past them. Fortunately, nothing spilled from the canteen-like container.
“Oh no!” Kukumi cried as he reached down to grab his drink.
Once on the table, Geon looked down at his order. On the side was a bottle of light blue liquid and on the plate in front of him was six pieces of a sliced sushi-like roll. It contained a number of different cubed items within the middle of the roll, each a different shade of grey, and the entire outside of the roll was a thick, smooth, off-white substance.
“Some rainbow,” he muttered to himself.
He didn’t have much experience with sushi as a child, but remembered eating rice and watching his parents eat different and interesting types of fish when they went to a Japanese restaurant. Here, however, there was no rice or fish to be seen. He looked at the others plates and noticed that theirs looked almost exactly the same as his, with only very slight variations.
Geon grabbed the spork on the side of the table and pushed at the outer white portion of the roll. It bent inward and then sprung back at him, with a gelatinous texture and wiggly movements. Leaning forward, he took a whiff of the roll. It had the same slightly fishy smell as the goop they had for breakfast earlier. Well , he thought, at least a fishy smell is acceptable in a sushi restaurant!
He scooped up his first piece and popped it in his mouth. Instantly, he tasted the same strange flavor that he had for breakfast, minus the sour fruit sauce. The outside was mushy and had a slightly rubbery texture and didn’t seem to be
“G, don’t agonize over the decision,” Sabien retorted. “Pretty much everything tastes the same, more or less. And the drinks? Don’t get me started on the drinks. They’re all exactly the same!”
“They’re not! Purple drink is the best drink!”
Sabien smiled and shook his head as he punched in his order by tapping the pictures of the Crunchy Roll and the red drink. Allea also punched in her order of the Sweet Roll and a green drink. Geon finally settled on the Rainbow Roll and a blue drink for himself. The pictures of the menu faded out and only four small blinking circles in the middle of the table were left of the hologram. Geon sat back in his chair and watched the plates of food and drinks sliding out of the holes in the back wall, traveling quickly down the clamoring track in the room. As they approached their designated tables, the other patrons of the restaurant grabbed the food and drinks right off the track. Interesting . There are no servers in this restaurant.
“So, G,” Allea said, looking up from her cuff. “First day… pretty overwhelming, right? Are you doing okay? What are you thinking?”
Geon thought about her questions before answering.
It’s true. It was an overwhelming day. There was so much going on. So much to process. So many new things. It’s hard to know how to feel yet.
“I’m not sure, Ally. It’s all so new. So different . Knowing how many people died is hard to handle. And the destruction around us…that flood and those waves… it was scary. But also, it was sort of exciting. It felt good to run, too. But, this place… this world, is so dark. It’s not the same. And the people seem really…”
“Out of it, I know,” Allea said as she nodded in agreement. “We try to make the best of it, but it’s not easy sometimes. It’s not the world you remember.”
The four of them talked about the day’s events and laughed about their narrow escape. All of them agreed they would keep their perilous event a secret from Mama V.
“Besides,” Sabien chimed. “Mama V doesn’t know a REMpod from a steamjet, let alone know how to track us on her cuff. What big Mama doesn’t know won’t hurt her!”
A signal from their table notified them of their approaching dishes. Geon turned behind him and grabbed the items, knocking the bottle of purple drink on the floor as it quickly flew past them. Fortunately, nothing spilled from the canteen-like container.
“Oh no!” Kukumi cried as he reached down to grab his drink.
Once on the table, Geon looked down at his order. On the side was a bottle of light blue liquid and on the plate in front of him was six pieces of a sliced sushi-like roll. It contained a number of different cubed items within the middle of the roll, each a different shade of grey, and the entire outside of the roll was a thick, smooth, off-white substance.
“Some rainbow,” he muttered to himself.
He didn’t have much experience with sushi as a child, but remembered eating rice and watching his parents eat different and interesting types of fish when they went to a Japanese restaurant. Here, however, there was no rice or fish to be seen. He looked at the others plates and noticed that theirs looked almost exactly the same as his, with only very slight variations.
Geon grabbed the spork on the side of the table and pushed at the outer white portion of the roll. It bent inward and then sprung back at him, with a gelatinous texture and wiggly movements. Leaning forward, he took a whiff of the roll. It had the same slightly fishy smell as the goop they had for breakfast earlier. Well , he thought, at least a fishy smell is acceptable in a sushi restaurant!
He scooped up his first piece and popped it in his mouth. Instantly, he tasted the same strange flavor that he had for breakfast, minus the sour fruit sauce. The outside was mushy and had a slightly rubbery texture and didn’t seem to be
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