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Keirro had brought the orange orb, known as Apollo, to a local park. The idea of carrying a virtual paperwieght embarssed her, but she somehow felt compelled to take it out on a morning stroll.

"What am I to do with this? " she growled to herself as she sat on a park bench. THe orb glowed proudly, as if to say that it appreciated being outside the confines of Keirro's office. Keirro's steely eyes glared out to the horizon. Why was it always so damn cheery in the morning?

Keirro noticed a another, more spritely, young woman carrying a brightly colored orb. Keirro watched the girl frolic like a pony in a meadow. Keirro sighed, knowing that she could never feel that good about mornings as that young woman obviously did.

The orb known as Apollo glowed brightly. Its excitement was easy to read.

Keirro wanted to jump out of her skin when the strange girl ran up to her. Keirro restrained herself, however, and regained her composure. Her eyes scanned the stranger with the intent of finding any dangerous weapons that this person might wish to brandish against Keirro. Keirro did notice a right, glowing orb similar to her own.
"A paper weight enthusiast, I see. " Keirro said as she raised an eyebrow cooly.

"Oh, orb. Forgive me for sounding a little ignorant. It seems that orbs are the new fashion acessory these days. " Keirro said. She made no attempt to smile or even blink. She gave a cold, indifferent stare that she usually used on her patients when she was hired for the session.
The orb Keirro was keeping hidden suddenly made itself known. It rolled out into sight; its bright, orange glow pulsed with a beat that seemed as upbeat as the girl that Keirro was talking to.

The crystal seemed to realish the attention it was recieving and pulsed even more obnoxious shades of orange, pink and yellow.
"It is a funny toy. I find it amazing what technology can produce. I shall find this crystal useful for when my patients come to visit." said Keirro. Christ, that girl had named hers? Some people become too attached to material items these days. The girl probably had a mother complex. Typical case of giving the care one was denied in hopes that the object will love b- Oh god, why am I psychoanalyzing NOW? Christ I need to get out of my office. Keirro turned to the rising sun.
"Yours look different." Keirro said in an attempt to get her mind off of psychology.

"Keirro Fisher, PhD. Do you know of others that have these?" Keirro asked as she raised an inquisitive eyebrow. She crandled the feisty, orange crystal in her arms either to seek comfort or keep it from fraternizing with the other orb, she wasn't sure.

Keirro stood up and eyed the girl. Wasn't there a situation on Gaia involving invaders and an annoying man with a large jawline? Perhaps this paranoia had some merit.
"If they are, we can manipulate the creatures to our will. Intelligent beings must develop as we must." replied Keirro. She looked at the horizon. The pinks and oranges were starting to settle into the lue sky of daylight. Even Keirro's crystal was starting to become less flamboyant.

"If you prefer that. I wouldn't become too attached, least these things should lack a conscience. I should take my leave. Around this time, I usually start to tend to my garden." said Keirro. she gave a casual wave to the jittery girl and reached into her pocket.
"Should you require my services, here is my business card." she said as she handed a card to Aurora.