Waves of static and energy coursed around her as Kaihime appeared out of nowhere. The crackles of energy lit up the shadows that surrounded her. Her body screamed in pain as every ounce of her skin burned with the power from the teleportal.
She leaned down on one knee as the energy ripped through her. She thought for a moment it would tear her to pieces. Perhaps leaving the Aerie was a mistake. Perhaps she would die here. But the energy from the portal slowly subsided.
Kaihime slowly stood. She was naked except for the lines of circuit that coated her neck and the right side of her body. She disrobed before she had first stepped into the teleportal. The vast energies of the transfer would have destroyed her clothes. She would need to find something to wear before she stepped out into this world. Though she never visited this place, she knew they would frown on something as frivolous as nudity.
She looked around the room. In the dim light, she saw boxes, racks and various half-made features. Clothes were all around her. She just needed to find an outfit.
The Aerie received transmissions from Earth, but until her mother vanished, Kaihime wasn’t allowed to watch many of them. Once Mom was gone, she started watching whatever she wanted. With little else to do in the Aerie, she spent days and days consuming the thing Americans called “cable” because of the cord that transferred it from one house to another. Though the name made little sense, she particularly loved the fashion and style shows. One show featuring a strange family of seemingly worthless beings called “Kardashians” particularly intrigued her.
She now used the knowledge from that show to choose a blouse and pants from the stacks. A pair of high heeled boots completed the ensemble, though she found them a bit hard to walk in. She wondered why humanity wore them if they weren’t comfortable or sensible. Whatever the reason, she decided to keep them after a look in the mirror. They looked too good to not wear.
Kaihime pulled on the ensemble, but as she took time to lace up the boots, she heard the sound of movement outside the room. She knew she was in some kind of store, probably in the backroom. Perhaps the workers had arrived. Or she had awakened some kind of security drone unit. She stopped herself. They do not yet have that kind of technology in this timeline. But if people were here, she needed to be anywhere else.
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