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Encounter with Darkness   1 comment

As promised, here is the short story I’ve been working on with Jem’s and Conan’s help. It’s long by blog standards (nearly 3,000 words), and thoroughly illustrated, so I’ll be breaking it up into pages. (Which also gives me a chance to experiment with some WordPress tweaks.) Just look for “Pages” beneath the Related Posts section at the bottom of each page, and click on the next page to continue.

If you have questions, such as Ariel and Adam’s backstory, contact me in world, or write harper.ganesvoort at gmail dot com, and I’ll do my best to answer them.

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Visits to Terra were an extremely rare thing for Ariel Sherman, despite her dual positions as a successful performer across multiple modes, and head of the interstellar corporation known as the Cyborg Condominium. Most questions of business could be taken care of in a holographic quadcomm conference call, after all. Considering how far the distance was between the ancient mother planet and the Videra Sector, which contained the star Eta Pegasi and its inhabited planet of Videra, that was just as well. The Limlight Republic was spread across well over two thousand systems, and the trip between the two sectors, even in hyperspace, took nearly a month one way.

But some companies insisted on face-to-face meetings, and real sign-manuals on plaspaper contracts instead of electronic signatures, and so Ariel found herself far removed from the comforts of her home on the pleasure planet Videra, and from her revue show at The Land of Fantasy Theatre. Not that her surroundings were uncomfortable at the moment. The hotel suite she and Adam Sandhara, her husband, occupied for their stay in Old Manhattan was sinfully luxurious; and it should be … after all, it was owned by the Condominium. Even if most of the trip could be written off the taxes as a business expense, the bean-counters preferred keeping those expenses to a minimum.

The cost of the meal could still be written off, though, because Ariel had chosen to make a virtue out of a necessity, and ply her preferred trade in a new sector of the Republic. Before leaving Videra, she had informed the hotel manager that she would be bringing her nightclub act to one of the clubs inside their hotel for a surprise appearance.

Curtain time was approaching, and the ’borgs were finishing their meal with a few glasses of champagne, and a cigarette on Ariel’s part.  Glancing across the floor where his wife would soon be performing, Adam grinned and said, “There are times, Ari, when I don’t know why I indulge you as I do.  Coming over 200 light-years from Eta Pegasi to perform at a nightclub is a bit of a jaunt, even in this day and age.”

“Oh, I think I can come up with a few reasons why you indulge me, darling,” Ariel laughed as she blew smoke toward the ceiling ventilation ducts.  Soft lights shimmered off the silk of the lehenga sari from New Karnataka that she wore.  “Reasons which I heartily return, by the way.  That’s the reason we stay married, even after twenty-something years.  Anyway, you should blame this on the company that insists on face-to-face negotiations in a board room and an actual signature on a physical contract, signed in person before a roomful of lawyers and notaries public.  We could have solved everything from Videra with a few teleconferences and a blockchain signature.  This company doesn’t do that kind of thing, though.” 

She tapped off her ash in the ashtray, and added, “And don’t tell me you’re not taking advantage of your little ‘vacation’ here to meet up with old clients for Micronan, and maybe hunt up a few new ones.  That’s the only real reason you needed to come along, other than spending time with me when my meetings break.”

“I admit you have me there, lady,” Adam smiled, the lights of the club glinting off his metallic “skin,” as golden as his wife’s.  “I still say you’re giving in a little to ego here, looking for some applause even when you’re technically away from the stage.”

“I may grant you that one, lord.  But I see it more like I’m drumming up fresh trade myself for the revue.  Even without us on board as the constant star artists anymore, the revue is still hugely popular; but keeping the name out there in fresh areas helps keep the business up.”

“Mmhmm … that’s what they all say, I’m sure,” Adam said with another grin … and then he laughed as he caught the napkin Ariel threw at him.  He tossed it back as Ariel took a final sip of wine; she patted her lips dry, then kissed her husband, and trotted back to the dressing room set aside for her, to do a last repair on her makeup before coming on.

Unsurprisingly, the hour-long concert set proved a hit; even two hundred-some light-years from Videra, the star quality of Ariel Sherman enthralled spectators.  She accepted the enthusiastic applause of the audience, none of whom had known that she would be singing for them; as she bowed, though, she glanced around the room, and noticed that Adam had vanished.  It wasn’t unusual for him to meet her in the dressing room, however, and so Ariel worked her way “backstage.”

When she made it inside the dressing room, there was no sign of Adam.  She noted, however, a “message waiting” advice on the wall commpanel, and tapped it on.  Adam’s face appeared, and said, “Darling, I’m sorry, but one of those old clients of mine called with an incredibly urgent consultation request.  I can’t put him off, so I’ve gone down to the comm lounge to handle it.  I’ll meet you in the bar after we’re both done.  Sorry.”

Ah, the joys of running insanely successful corporations ….  Ariel grinned as she shook her head, cleared the message, and returned up the halls to the bar area, passing by the transsteel door to the businesspersons’ communications lounge.  A glance inside showed Adam still there, pacing back and forth as he spoke to an image on his digicomm.  Seeing he was occupied, Ariel moved on.

The nightclub’s bar wasn’t a large one – most drinks were served at the tables – and was tended by a single ’droid.  Ariel ordered a small white wine and turned to gaze idly toward the club’s outside entrance; then she started as she focused on the door, her lips falling from their smile and her optics locking on the woman who was entering.

At Home, In Sascha and Finesmith

Here I am at home in my new apartment, enjoying the sunset and listening to a concert on SCPR.  (That’s Second Life Public Radio, incidentally.)  It took a while to decorate this living room, and I dipped into the backstock of my store for the art hanging on the walls — as well as a little private stock; see that rather familiar artwork for a book cover there past the dining set?  But it was worth it; I even had the landlord say “Wow!” when she stopped in to set up my door locks.

The focal point of the room is probably this huge redwood and slate fireplace in the living area, which gives me a cheery blaze as the days slide into winter.  And there’s a surprise or two as well; though the room is mostly Art Deco, one of my favorite styles, visitors who come in the front door may expect at first to be seeing something a little more modern than that.  I have two of my original “Metallic Princesses” self-portraits hanging in the entry vestibule.  (You can see one hanging over my shoulder there as I meditate by the fire.)

The gown I’m wearing is a hunt goodie I picked up from Sascha’s Designs a month or so back at a discounted price.  The kicker for getting this green version of Malicious was that you had to hunt through the entire first floor looking for the individual pieces, assisted by clues provided by Sascha’s assistant.  And baby, it was a hunt indeed, looking for those tiny little boxes.  But I think you’ll agree that this luscious gown’s fabric and lay are worth the work.  It’s done in what I’d call a metallic green foil or lamé print, judging by the gleam off the bodice here.  Spaghetti straps go around your neck in a halter, but I think you can leave them off as they’re a separate part of the dress.

Finesmith’s Alexandra suite came out about the same time, and I paired this exceptionally large set of earrings, necklace, bracelet and ring with the dress.  I’m still trying to make up my mind if this was a good choice, or if I should have gone with something more conservative.  Any opinions out there?  I kept the makeup light this time in exchange, relying on my own “natural” lip color, and just a touch of eyeshadow.

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The details:

  • Skin:  PXL Candy SK SE, Red lips, light eyebrows
  • Eyes:  Poetic Color Gold Flakes (sapphire)
  • Hair:  W&Y Model Hair 25 (scripted, all colors)
  • Nails:  Mandala medium HUD nail set
  • Gown:  Sascha’s Designs Malicious (green)
  • Shoes:  N-core XtremeHeel II Slingbacks (silver)
  • Jewelry:  Finesmith Designs Alexandra suite
  • Makeup:  Amacci Divine (sage, with lashes)

Get the Party Started

I’m comin’ up so you better get this party started
I’m comin’ up so you better get this party started

Morning breaks over the Cafe du Monde in One Quarter French, but I'm still ready to party in this cocktail frock from Osakki, called Chained.

Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody’s waiting for me to arrive
Sendin’ out the message to all of my friends
We’ll be looking flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lot of style, check my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I mean
I’m comin’ up so you better get this party started
I’m comin’ up so you better get this party started

I discovered this clothing store in the same region as the main store for Rozoregalia. The short, poufy skirt is decorated with gold chains, and flaps of gold lamé on the side, throwing flash and shine about you as you move.

Pumping up the volume, breaking down to the beat
Cruisin’ through the west side
We’ll be checkin’ the scene
Boulevard is freakin’ as I’m comin’ up fast
I’ll be burnin’ rubber, you’ll be kissin’ my ass
Pull up to the bumper, get out of the car
License plate says Stunner #1 Superstar
I’m comin’ up so you better get this party started
I’m comin’ up so you better get this party started

If you're going to wear the hat that comes along with the dress, make sure you have on a bob hairdo. I found this old classic from W & Y (their Model 25, scripted for all colors).

Making my connection as I enter the room
Everybody’s chilling as I set up the groove
Pumpin’ up the volume with this brand new beat
Everybody’s dancing and they’re dancing for me
I’m your operator, you can call anytime
I’ll be your connection to the party line

I’m comin’ up so you better get this party started
I’m comin’ up so you better get this party started

Lyrics:  “Get the Party Started” by Pink

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The details:

  • Skin: PXL Candy SK SE light eyebrows
  • Eyes: Glam Affair Stella Eyes 03
  • Hair: W&Y Model 25 “AllColor”
  • Nails: Candy #P000 Basic prim nails (Red08)
  • Dress: Osakki Chained party dress
  • Shoes: Baiastice Bow-back Ankle Boots
  • Left bracelet: Finesmith Moroccan Bracelet
  • Right bracelet: Shade Throne The Black Rider bracelet
  • Earrings: Dahlinks Stage & Screen diamond/gold studs

Sky settings:  Torley’s Sunset Oriental Delight 2

Photographed at One Quarter French region

Spreding My Wings Like a Swan

An experiment: click on the pictures for larger versions

I was exploring a sale a few weeks back — I think it was something like 55-linden Tuesday, or some such stuff — and one of the stores did not have laid out what I was looking for, at least that I could find.  But they did have something else, and that made all the difference.  Combining that with some other goodies, including a super-luxe buy from one of the most fabulous jewelry stores on the Grid, made the difference in this.

The gown is Harlow, from RBZ Design, and this is what I purchased when I could not find what was supposed to be out.  I’m not angry; this was so pretty that I bought both this dress and another in green, for when I’m in my red hair.  I normally don’t go for such a plunging bust line on a strapless dress — I keep thinking the bodice stays up by surface tension and nothing else.  I’ve gotten used to it, though, from so many of my old vintage Last Call dresses that I’ve become comfortable with such a revealing look, I guess; I rather enjoy this one.  And the silvery decoration running around the confection adds a beautiful touch, as does the bow in back, pinned up by a diamond brooch.

The aim here was for femme de luxe, and so I went all out on the jewelry.  You can see just part of it here, but I have a fair collection on, which is the advantage of the Add feature on many of the 2.x clients.  Wear your first piece, then Add the next pieces until you get what you want (within the maximum limits).  Here, I have one ring on the right hand (from Muse, sadly no longer open) and two on the left, as well as a bracelet on each, and a long trailing string of black pearls around my throat.  And diamond earrings, of course:  these from U & R Dogs.  On my feet are a delicious pair of slingbacks from N-core.  (Why can one never remember to take a picture of the shoes unless you’re doing a shoe article [sigh]?)

The big diamond splasher is vintage Paper Couture; while the black flower with a black gem in the heart is a recent creation in the Bouhachi line from Rozoregalia.

But the topper, literally, is this.  I was shopping at Finesmith Designs later during the sale.  After picking up their sale item, I browsed, and waffled, and then said what the hell, and took the plunge to buy this beautiful headdress, called simply Swan.  It’s hard to keep from thinking about the film Black Swan on seeing this, but I assure you I suffered no hallucinations — just raptures of delight.  The headdress is a hat, so I paired it with a black bob from MADesigns, and black lipstick and eyeshadow, and voila.

The one place I might have went overboard is with the additional Capucine eye “tattoos” from White~Widow; but I liked the silvery dots below my eyes for effect, and so kept this on.  Aside from this, a lovely confection to fly away into the night in, along with the prince of your dreams….

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