Emiko looked around the new research outpost. It was fairly small by Starlight's standards but it could be expanded later if necessary. The station was a mere 2 kilometers in diameter and only the same amount wide making for an inner surface of about 12 square kilometers. For now it was mostly park land and some small farms. There was constant soft illumination through the transparent siding of the station's outer ring from the silver mist outside and fusion powered lights provided brighter illumination on a daily cycle. The strange mist didn't seem to be affected by gravity and was close to uniform in every direction they'd sent probes out for at least a few million kilometers. A magecrafter had come through and determined that the mist was probably harmless but none of them were currently available for follow-up tests so at least for now the team here would be relying on resonators and good old-fashioned physics.
"Hmm, I could get a wing suit. It's a piece of clothing that lets people fall safely from large heights."
"It's your choice, I just thought you might like flying if it's cheaper than usual. Anyway. Your justice system sounds good. I will research how to conduct myself honorably regarding politics and do my best to adhere to the guidelines, I don't have much political experience anyway so I'll need to do research no matter what. I can survive almost anywhere people aren't actively trying to kill me so I'm not deeply worried about resources."
"I am always up for new experiences as long as nobody's being hurt in ways they don't want. Sometimes they aren't things I want to repeat but I don't know for sure unless I've tried them. I can get you setup with access to our libraries, those are open even to visitors. There's a physical library I can show you which is likely more like what you're used to but you can also get access to most information from a remote access system."
"Are your libraries integrated with the translation magic? And is your remote-access system in the form of single small storage cores containing libraries worth of data and attached to multiple viewing terminals?"
"They're mostly integrated with the translation magic. The main gap is that not every word has a good translation. The translation magic as used by people makes them aware of that and allows them to actively rephrase. For books though it just leaves some words untranslated. For languages with a sound to character correspondence it will also transliterate the word. Our remote access is something like that, though the cores are not physically present near the viewer and their contents are temporarily copied into the viewer."
"Well, it sounds like you have lower manufacturing costs, if you're willing to let non-residents handle the viewers. I'd be happy to have a look at the library."
"They're cheap enough that everyone who wants one can have one. A lot of people don't bother with them because a large portion of our population can just use a mental interface with no external parts. I have a couple just because I enjoy using them. Let's walk over to my house. People get slightly cross with me when I use direct delivery in ways they consider frivolous."
"Offer to fly you is still open. It'd be a little frivolous to go to giant bird form just for a short trip and then detransform so soon, but the impression I get is that I'm not going to need all my wild shape uses today, and for a short trip I'm fine with a nonverbal form."
"That would be fun. My house is that way," She points in a direction. "You can't miss it, it's the one painted in a rainbow's worth of colors."
Griffie transforms into a giant vulture, picks up Emiko, and flies in the stated direction.
The area is mostly parkland with scattered houses and other buildings. Nothing is more than three stories tall. There are what seem to be well maintained paths and all the trees around look fairly young. It's immediately evident when they're approaching Emiko's house. Most homes have been one or two colors at most and usually fairly sedate tones. Emiko's is bright white with splashes of color some like paint splatters and others more like what you would find on a tie-dye shirt.
Emiko for her part is laughing and peering around though she isn't moving much out of an abundance of caution. "This is fun."
Griffie makes a pleased chirp in response to Emiko's statement, then sets Emiko down by her house, lands, and detransforms.
"Thank you, that was great. I've tried flying like a bird before but I hadn't thought of being carried by one."
"Glad you liked it. If you get safety gear or I prep the spell 'feather fall', I can do more aerial tricks sometime."
"That sounds like a lot of fun. If you enjoy that sort of thing you might like roller-coasters they're a vehicle that goes very fast on rails for fun. It's pretty different from flying under your own power but not being in control is it's own kind of exhilaration. Anyway, this way." She indicates a direction. The area immediately around her house has a fine gravel with islands of vibrant flowers and stepping stone paths. She starts leading the way to her door.
"I'll think about it."
Griffie follows Emiko, presumably towards her library.
They reach the door and Emiko opens it, no particular locking mechanism is apparent. Inside there's a nice sitting room. The walls are once again white though here instead of wild painting of the base walls there's artwork and colorful technical reference tables attached to the walls along with several large panes of what seem to be glass showing images that shift over time mostly with fractal patterns. There's also a vertical fountain running down one wall. There's a couple clusters of chairs each with their own table and also doors leading off to another couple of rooms that are currently closed. The tables have some scattered books papers and toys. It's one of these tables that Emiko is walking towards. She picks up something that looks a bit like a book at first glance and then walks to another cluster with bean bag chairs suitable for a variety of body sizes. "Would you prefer to sit or stand while I explain how this works?"
She sits in an adjacent seat. She folds over the cover and it sticks to the back revealing a matte panel of what looks like glass. She holds it out for Griffie to take. "I've set this to Sylvan for the moment but you can change it to another language if you'd like. I've also set it to be in a basic mode so that it's easier to use. That does mean some of the other features aren't available." On the screen there are four large icons: a book labelled as 'library', a depiction of a person labelled as 'talk', a depiction of a gear labelled 'options' and a depiction of two clasped hands labelled 'assistant'. "The panel is sensitive to touch. Generally you can make things happen by touching the panel in the right places."
"That is a good question," She laughs. "Mostly it's a historical artifact. People did it that way on some of the first machines like this and people keep copying it because it's familiar."
"Ah! Thank you. What do I need to read through to get a better understanding of the residency agreement?"
"There's a book on that called 'Joining Starlight' that should suffice to get you started. It also references a number of other books if you want to read more. I can set it to be immediately visible in the library view if you want. I can also show you how you find specific books in the library view."
"Let's go over finding specific books in the library view, and then I'll have a look at 'Joining Starlight'."
"Alright you can tap the library button to get started." After Griffith does the screen changes to show three smaller icons at the top of the screen: a magnifying glass labelled as 'search', a bookcase labelled as 'browse' and a circular arrow labelled as 'history' Below that in large text there's the words. 'Currently reading' and below that in smaller text 'It doesn't look like you're reading anything right now. Below that there's another section labelled as 'to read list' and a similar message that says. 'there's nothing here right now'