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Illi’iisi was rather pleased with herself. She had decided to go for a walk into the city since it had been awhile, take in the sights and the emotional chaos of the human population. It could be hard to parse at times with how many lived in such close proximity, but it was an engrossing kind of chaos, picking out all the different degrees of attention. She had walked past a movie theater and the waves of reactions and expectations were always fascinating to ride, every one of them holding in a conversation that she took for granted. She had to admit she took a lot of things for granted, being an alaerin As if being so much larger than any other species discovered so far wasn’t enough, only one other species had any sort of telepathic capacity, though they were rather restricted being purely aquatic lifeforms. It did intrigue her, however, how her people’s long term contact with humans had seemed to allow their gift to ‘jump’ to a select few. It was heritable though, and in just

The maker’s market was a fun place where all the talented crafters and experts could make the perfect end-product with direct input from the client. Meanwhile, the larger industrial entities had the means to meet mass demand, and individual patent and copyright holders that sought such level of distribution could generally rely on these companies to facilitate their needs to reach the wider community in a mutually beneficial and self-sustaining manner. Despite the wealth of choice David had to get exactly what he needed, Onsi’s Hardware was his preferred location for picking up and trading-in equipment. It partnered with both ends of the production industry and provided a physical store where he could walk around and compare products from big and small names. With his actual goal in hand, a physical copy of a game he had been looking forward to and it’s supporting hardware, he gave each item a scan with the reader on his personal device to confirm his purchases. Little else

The alaerin sitting outside the e-hardware store on this side of town was an uncommon sight. Not that the ten to twelve meter tall blue humanoids were uncommon on Luminaire themselves, just that humanity’s first stellar neighbors were more likely to stick to the neighborhoods fully catering to the needs and realities of their prodigious dimensions. She wasn’t bothering anyone though, and thanks to her tele-empathic senses making her aware of most people paying her mind, she could greet them with an acknowledging glance, a nod, a smile, or a coy wink in David’s case. Luminairan born and raised, the sight of alaerin didn’t intimidate him, he often crossed paths with or made deliveries to those living in ‘Blue Town’, and the impact of their presence was always awe inspiring. It took a certain type to not take their occasional flaunting of physical superiority personally, but they were generally and genuinely a well adjusted and affable people. The nuances of their culture aside, as far