An opifex child lay in his bed rezzing. ((I know children might not be high enough level (not to mention age) to have to rezz -- shut up. All other loopholes will be defended with 'SU' -- Shut Up. No offense is intended.)) He was playing a game on his holovisor when his mom walked into the room.
"Hi honey."
"Hi mom."
"You feeling any better?"
The child brought up his skills hud. "A little bit."
"Guess what?"
"What?"
"Your grandfather's here, " his mom said, opening a window.
"Mom, can't you tell him I'm rezzing?"
"You're rezzing, that's why he's here."
"He'll pinch my cheek. I hate that."
"Maybe he won't," his mom said in that voice parents take when they're attempting to convince their children of the impossible.
"Heeey! /italian," said his grandfather, throwing open the door. "How's the sick? /pinch." The kid looked at his mom meaningfully. She smiled wanly, sighing.
"I think I'll leave you two guys alone."
"I brought you a special present." The kid's grandfather dropped a blister pack on his bed.
"What is it?"
"Open it up. Your skill should be high enough."
The kid r'ed it into his inventory and opened it up. He gained 152 xp and a book.
"A book?"
"That's right. When I was your age, holovid was called books. And this is a special book. It took my father 10 runs through To3W to get all the sections. He used to read to me when I was rezzing and I used to read it to your father. And today I'm gonna read it to you."
"Got any missions in it?"
"Are you kidding?! Fencing, fighting, torture, revenge, Atroxes, mobs, chases, grid phreaks, true love, really really high ql nanos...."
"Doesn't sound too bad, I'll try and stay logged."
"Oooh, thank you very much, very nice of ya. Your vote of confidence is overwhelming." His grandfather opened the book and put his Keelar reading glasses on.
'Alright. The Department-Headess Bride, by "S" Morgenstern. Section 1. "Buttercup" was raised on a small farm in Galway County. Her favorite past-times were driving her Kodiak and tormenting the lowbie adventurer that worked there. His name was "Wesley" but she never called him that. Isn't that a wonderful beginning?'
"Ya, it's really good ," said the child.