Waking Dream [Tales of the Citadel 23] by Viola Grace

Author:Viola Grace [Grace, Viola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, science fiction
ISBN: 9781771115582
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Waking took all of her effort. The bed was warm, the sheets smooth and the pillow supportive. There was no reason to leave her spot. She grimaced. Nature called, and it was not going to be denied.

She slipped out of bed and stomped to the lav to do what she had to. When she was done, she rubbed her eyes and staggered to the mirror, glaring at the wild bed head that was her destiny.

Wiyra stood in front of the mirror and used the brush provided, but it barely made a dent. She wandered into the outer room to find her personal effects, and a connecting door opened between her room and Burin’s.

He froze, and she grinned as he came in and found her naked and crouching in front of her duffel bag. “Good morning, Burin.”

He turned and faced the wall. “Good morning, Wiyra. Um, I thought you would be dressed by now.”

“No. My hair is giving me trouble.”

He turned his head and blinked. “It’s curly.”

“Oh yeah. It takes superhuman effort to get it into that bun.” She grabbed her brushes, the fastening liquid and a clean set of combs and got to her feet.

He shielded his eyes with his hand. “I can come back later.”

“Why? One thing you have to know is that I have no bodily embarrassment aside from this damned hair. When you grow up on a platform, privacy is not something that can always be readily available.”

“I get that. I am just surprised.” He kept one hand over his eyes as she walked past him.

“If it will make you feel better, find me something to wear. I think the laundry unit choked on my suit.” She chuckled and stood in front of the mirror, her peculiar veining visible through her pale skin. It was a strangely graceful design and the musculature just under the surface of her skin supplemented the heartbeats that moved the blood through her system.

It took her close to an hour to wrestle her hair into a tight bun at the back of her skull with the combs holding it fast. Burin handed her a two-tone grey bodysuit, and to her surprise, it fit.

“How is it that the suit fits?”

“I got it from the quartermaster. It was ordered after your bio-scans. You have been asleep for eighteen hours.”

She blinked in surprise at her reflection. “I think that’s a record, but then, yesterday, I did pop in and out more than I ever have before without a break.”

He nodded. “Would you like to join me for brunch?”

Wiyra grinned. “Of course. When do I have to register with the facility coordinator?”

“After breakfast. I will ping her when we are on our way.”

After smoothing her hands over her hips one more time, she turned to him with a bright smile. “Lead the way.”

It was such a relief to not have to split herself immediately upon waking. She was a little land sick but that was to be expected. The feel of natural gravity tugging at

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