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“I think he’s old enough to sleep in his own room now.”
“Command: disable alarm,” Serval ordered, finally shutting it up.
“Why are we up?” She grumbled, burying her face in his chest. “It’s still dark.”
“That wasn’t the alarm to wake up. That was the alarm that Prince Qui’tal finally docked his combot and the bug downloaded all the information.”
“Oh, seriously?” She turned her head, still sleepy but grinning. “Sweetness. Now what?”
“I have to go through all the files. Probably decrypt or unlock them. See what information I can get out of them. Figure out my next steps based on that.”
“That sounds like it will take a while,” she mumbled, already falling back to sleep.
“Doubtlessly.”
“Do we have to do that on the ship, or can we do it here?”
He chuckled, stroking her back as he laid back down. “We can do it here. How do you feel about shopping with Valorei tomorrow instead?”
“Hell, yeah. Ladies shopping day. I’m spending your money.”
He chuckled again. “That’s fine. Have a great time.”
She mumbled something in agreement, already sinking back into sleep.
When she woke up again, he was gone, and she was alone.
Yawning, she sat up, rubbing her bleary eyes as she looked around. The room was empty, but when she summoned her combot to check her messages, she saw that Serval had left her one stating that he was going to find a place to work so he didn’t disturb her, but if she needed him to just send a message, he hadn’t left the island.
She also had a message from Valorei telling her that she was going to be working the farm this morning, but that they could go shopping when she was done.
Sophie did her business for the morning and put on a sarong again before sitting down to get some editing done. She had a lot of footage for her channel thanks to the last few days. Enough to last her for weeks, easily. But she still had to take all that raw footage and compile and edit everything. The software that did it now was much easier to work with, and much faster, than the one she used from Earth, but it still took time to watch all the footage, figure out what she wanted the video to be about, and get everything in a rough form before she could go in for finer editing.
The first video was going to be Earth’s intro to Wav’aii video. It would cover her landing and meeting everyone, get some good scenery shots in there, learn about the planet and the people, introduce her new family. Then, she could do a video on the welcoming feast, the beading ceremony, the beading ceremony party. She wanted to do one on the farm, but she wanted to actually work on the farm for that video, not just get reaction shots.
Later, she told herself as she worked. There was a whole treasure trove of videos she could make just on this place. And she still had footage from Holivair to use. Her content was set for years to come.
After working for a few hours, she decided to take a break to start trolling around on the subnet – the Coalition’s version of the internet. It functioned through some weird space mumbo jumbo that meant it worked faster than light to connect all two hundred plus species in the Coalition together. Which meant it was the vastness of the entire internet times two hundred and more. And since most everything was auto translated into Standard, she wasn’t even locked out by language.
She had access to all of it.
It was overwhelming, to say the least. But Sophie took it slow, getting a feel for things, as she looked up Serval’s broadcast on his news network. She was already subscribed, but she wanted to check for any new updates. There weren’t any since he was on vacation, but she saw then that his page included a community section. Which included fan pages.
That was a rabbit hole she excitedly fell down as she read and watched a bunch of people talking about how awesome her mate was. Some loved him for his journalism skills, some thought he was just sexy, others thought he was doing important work – exposing bad guys and covering conflicts on the ground where it was most dangerous.
He had a fan club.
Which she immediately joined.
It cost her some credits, but since Earth was part of the Coalition, even just as a protectorate, their legal tender crossed over. All the money she was making off her videos was still good. So, she wasn’t spending Serval’s credz to join his own fan club.
It was also her first alien purchase, and she giggled excitedly as she made herself a fan profile – recording the entire thing for a future video, of course.
Once she was in, she started reading a few of the discussion boards. Some of the conversations were from people who were in love with him and were both devastated he’d found his mate, but also happy that he had one. They seemed to be pretty welcoming to her. Considering her beautiful, “as a human should be”, and professional during her interview, “he deserves no less!”
She got a message from the fan club site, welcoming her and giving her a membership card. Which made her laugh as she eagerly saved it to her combot as a display background.
After the fan club, she started looking up vloggers. Seeing if she could find the equivalent of an influencer out here in space.
