Taking things easy for once

Lex's hand gently holds Gillia's while showing her around. "I am not sure what all you've seen from your floating islands, but as you can see, we have most of what is needed to make life easier around here." She smiles, looking toward the farmland. There was a family that had moved in and was currently sowing seeds and raising a few types of livestock. Her eyes widen. "I didn't know someone moved in there." He blinks, a little surprised. "They must have moved in recently."

That was when her attention turned toward the school which is to the east of the castle. "I've been meaning to ask. What is this area for?" He grins, squeezing her hand gently. "I'll show you." They quickly walk over to one of the classrooms and walk inside. She gasps, letting go of his hand to wander around the room. Her hands move over the students' desks and chairs while walking down one of the rows. As she turns back around, her eyes focus on the larger desk and the chalkboard behind it. "What's that for?"

He looks at it and tilts his head. 'I guess she's never seen a chalkboard.' He walks over to the chalkboard, noticing a new stick of chalk and an eraser on the metal tray attached at the base of the board. He picks it up and writes his name on the board. "This is known as a blackboard or chalkboard. Chalk is used to display notes, problems, and ideas being taught by the teacher. This gives their students time to write it down for later use. Anything written on this board can be removed by using an eraser like this one."

He picks up the chalkboard eraser and gently wipes it clean. "Any questions?" When he turns to look at her, she's watching in amazement. "That's so neat! Is this like a dojo?" He chuckles. "Sort of, but instead of working on the body. You work on the mind." She nods while walking over to the chalkboard. Her fingertips gently caress it. "What is this thing made of?" He leans gently against the wall. "One can be made with smooth, thin sheets of black or dark grey slate stone."

She blinks, looking at the chalkboard. Clearly astounded by this fascinating object. "I didn't know stone could be used like this." He watches her as a little smile crept upon his lips. "There is another type of chalkboard that's green. It's made with a steel plate coated with a porcelain-based enamel." She blinks again and shakes her head. "That just blew my mind. Are you telling me chalk can write on steel?" He shakes his head. "It's not really the steel you're writing on, but the porcelain layer surrounding it."

He gestures for him to follow him as he walks over to the teacher's desk. "Do you see anything strange about this wood?" He says while pointing at the desk's glossy wooden top. She blinks then nods. "It's unusually shiny." He gestures with his chin. "Touch it." When she does, her eyes widen. "That doesn't feel like wood at all." He smiles brightly. "That's right. That's because it's covered in a few layers of either wax, shellac, drying oil, lacquer, or varnish to protect it. Paint could be used too, but that tends to take the point out of it being wood."

She gently runs her fingertips along the surface of the desk. "I guess there are a lot of things I don't know about. Do you plan to teach here?" She asks while playfully biting her bottom lip and leaning just a little bit forward to expose a little of her cleavage behind her copper satin off the shoulder blouse. His eyes quickly glance at her cleavage before looking into her eyes. "Maybe on occasion, but I think it would be better to have someone dedicated to their students." She pouts but nods. "I suppose that makes sense. It would be unfair to ask you to do everything."

He gestures toward the door. "Shall we continue the tour?" She smiles, walking toward the door. "Yes please." They walk around the village for twenty minutes or so before making their way toward the castle's entrance. "Would you like a tour of the castle?" She looks at the large structure before looking at him. "What is there to see?" He grins. "Many things. There are bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchens, a meeting room, a dining area, and a few types of jail cells." She blinks upon hearing that last part.

She lifts a brow with a little smirk upon her lips. "Planning to lock me up?" He looks her up and down then shrugs. "Only if you're a bad girl." She chuckles and follows him inside. He starts by showing her the throne room. Lexi is resting her eyes while sitting on one of the thrones. Gillia blinks then looks at Lex. "How are there two Lex's?" He places a hand on the small of Gillia's back. "It's a little complicated, but I'm using this body and that one at the same time. Just so you know, my female self goes by Lexi now. It's to make it less complicated for everyone else. I'm still me regardless of the body."

Lexi's eyes open and look at Gillia. "It's fairly new to me too." Gillia blinks looking from Lexi to Lex then back again. "That sounds exhausting." Lexi stands up to walk over to Gillia. "It was very exhausting at the beginning, but enough about me. Are you enjoying the tour so far?" He takes a step back to watch as Gillia looks between the two of them a couple more times. Her cheeks turned bright red as her F score ticks up to 165. She lowers her head a bit then nods. "Yeah, but I feel like I was lured into a trap..."

Lexi giggles. "Thinking about being locked up, huh?" Gillia swallows as her F score ticks up to 166. "A little." He gently takes Gillia's hand and squeezes it. "I won't do anything you aren't okay with. So, we can leave it at that. Would you like to continue the tour?" Lexi turns to walk back toward the thrones. Her hips sway with each step, causing Gillia's F score to tick up to 170. "I'll be relaxing over here if you need anything." Gillia squeezes Lex's hand. "I, I need a moment to think." He nods slightly. "Take all the time you need." As he said this, he began to wonder what she would decide. Will she decide to continue the tour? Or stay and act on her urges?