“Predators of the Jurassic.” The book she wanted became highlighted, and then the table page popped up.
"Ryja, thank you. I certainly won't get bored."
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Chapter Six
Smiling, he took his leave. Amber spent almost an hour simply looking around the massive book list. She finally chose a book about Washington she'd been wanting to read.
After a few hours she was ready for something less text book like, and chose a romance. She was deeply engrossed in the novel and didn't even notice the door opening. Ryja stood there.
"You hungry?"
Amber put the high-tech book down reluctantly and realized her stomach was grumbling. “It's dinner time already.” It wasn't a question, but a statement. She joined him at the door. When Ryja stuck out his elbow, she slipped her hand into the crook.
Upon entering the dining room, Amber was pleasantly surprised by the table setting. An elegant white tablecloth was draped over it, while a silver candelabra sat in the center. The lighting was subdued, with only the five pronged centerpiece throwing light on the table.
"I think Mica's a romantic,” she commented as Ryja pulled out her chair.
When he smiled, she realized it was Ryja's doing.
" Arrak scene at sunset."
She gasped as Ryja's homeland appeared on the walls, at least a small part. They were surrounded on three walls by craggy mountains. It was impossible to tell their color, for they were shadowy brown and black shades. The fourth wall was a deep purple ocean, its spray crashing against a rocky shore.
The sky was black except for a huge moon over one of the mountains, and a deep magneta over the ocean. A spectacular sunset strewn with yellow, rose, green and orange spread across the whole wall above the water. It could have been a sunset on Earth except for the large size of the moon, and the bold colors of the sunset.
She realized the midnight sky was sprinkled with dozens of tiny stars. Nothing in the constellation looked familiar. Her uncle Herb had been interested in astronomy, and she had watched the night sky many a time with him. She had become familiar with Earth's constellations.
Ryja had sat silent while she gazed around. “It's so beautiful."
"Wait to you see the daylight scenes."
Mica chose that moment to enter. This time the door was hidden between the mountain ranges and impossible to spot. Amber's mouth watered as a fragrant odor drifted toward them. Setting the tray on the side table, he took her plate and started filling it.
When Mica set the plate in front of her, Amber's stomach growled loudly. A large lobster tail with butter dripping off the sides, took up most of the plate. A loaded baked potato was in the space left. The android gave Ryja a plate, and then set a bow of delicious looking salad next to their glasses.
Amber took a bite of the lobster. So fresh. Next she had a forkful of the potato. Melt in your mouth good. The salad was crisp and as delicious as any four star restaurant she'd been to. She glanced over at Ryja, who was eating the food with enthusiasm.
When they finished, he asked if she wanted to watch a movie. It was too early for
bed and she was curious about Ryja's movie viewing area. They entered a small room which could have been a duplicate of the library, except the two chairs were different. They resembled the reclining chairs in many home theaters.
They were black leather and once seated, extremely comfortable. Amber ran her fingers along the material. It was much softer than Earth's leather, the closest she'd felt was lamb's leather. She didn't bother asking Ryja about it. He'd tell her the name of some strange animal from some other planet.
The lights dimmed when Ryja asked the room's computer to lower them. The wall in front of the chairs remained white, while the three other walls darkened to black.
"What movie do you want to watch?"
"I have no idea."
Ryja looked thoughtful, and then smiled. “Earth movie, Jurassic Park."
Amber laughed.
"Ryja, thank you. I certainly won't get bored."
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Chapter Six
Smiling, he took his leave. Amber spent almost an hour simply looking around the massive book list. She finally chose a book about Washington she'd been wanting to read.
After a few hours she was ready for something less text book like, and chose a romance. She was deeply engrossed in the novel and didn't even notice the door opening. Ryja stood there.
"You hungry?"
Amber put the high-tech book down reluctantly and realized her stomach was grumbling. “It's dinner time already.” It wasn't a question, but a statement. She joined him at the door. When Ryja stuck out his elbow, she slipped her hand into the crook.
Upon entering the dining room, Amber was pleasantly surprised by the table setting. An elegant white tablecloth was draped over it, while a silver candelabra sat in the center. The lighting was subdued, with only the five pronged centerpiece throwing light on the table.
"I think Mica's a romantic,” she commented as Ryja pulled out her chair.
When he smiled, she realized it was Ryja's doing.
" Arrak scene at sunset."
She gasped as Ryja's homeland appeared on the walls, at least a small part. They were surrounded on three walls by craggy mountains. It was impossible to tell their color, for they were shadowy brown and black shades. The fourth wall was a deep purple ocean, its spray crashing against a rocky shore.
The sky was black except for a huge moon over one of the mountains, and a deep magneta over the ocean. A spectacular sunset strewn with yellow, rose, green and orange spread across the whole wall above the water. It could have been a sunset on Earth except for the large size of the moon, and the bold colors of the sunset.
She realized the midnight sky was sprinkled with dozens of tiny stars. Nothing in the constellation looked familiar. Her uncle Herb had been interested in astronomy, and she had watched the night sky many a time with him. She had become familiar with Earth's constellations.
Ryja had sat silent while she gazed around. “It's so beautiful."
"Wait to you see the daylight scenes."
Mica chose that moment to enter. This time the door was hidden between the mountain ranges and impossible to spot. Amber's mouth watered as a fragrant odor drifted toward them. Setting the tray on the side table, he took her plate and started filling it.
When Mica set the plate in front of her, Amber's stomach growled loudly. A large lobster tail with butter dripping off the sides, took up most of the plate. A loaded baked potato was in the space left. The android gave Ryja a plate, and then set a bow of delicious looking salad next to their glasses.
Amber took a bite of the lobster. So fresh. Next she had a forkful of the potato. Melt in your mouth good. The salad was crisp and as delicious as any four star restaurant she'd been to. She glanced over at Ryja, who was eating the food with enthusiasm.
When they finished, he asked if she wanted to watch a movie. It was too early for
bed and she was curious about Ryja's movie viewing area. They entered a small room which could have been a duplicate of the library, except the two chairs were different. They resembled the reclining chairs in many home theaters.
They were black leather and once seated, extremely comfortable. Amber ran her fingers along the material. It was much softer than Earth's leather, the closest she'd felt was lamb's leather. She didn't bother asking Ryja about it. He'd tell her the name of some strange animal from some other planet.
The lights dimmed when Ryja asked the room's computer to lower them. The wall in front of the chairs remained white, while the three other walls darkened to black.
"What movie do you want to watch?"
"I have no idea."
Ryja looked thoughtful, and then smiled. “Earth movie, Jurassic Park."
Amber laughed.
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