Sime/Gen Roleplaying: Bender Cove Township Scenario
Episode #165: Young Love (2/19/98)
Nick climbs up the stairs to the Sime Center, glad that they're relatively free of ice for a change.
Eliza is looking at the board in the lobby.
<Eliza> They still don't have anyone to monitor today.
<Eliza> ~ worry ~
Nick checks behind him: no obvious gunshot wounds are making their way down the path.
Nick cracks open the door and peers into the lobby, trying to ascertain the day's disaster potential.
Nick sees Eliza, and tries to calculate her disaster potential.
Eliza checks where all the channels will be at what time.
<Eliza> Shen - they just haven't allowed time for anyone!
Nick is relieved to see that Eliza is no longer dressed in the latest fashion among Garon's employees.
Eliza considers the fact that they may be going to allow them to attempt transfer without a monitor and goes cold.
Nick decides that in the absence of Simes, Eliza's presence alone probably does not mean he's going to have to a) get Snake to heal him or b) work free for the hated Tecton.
Nick opens the door wider and slips through, hoping to tiptoe through the lobby to the library without being noticed.
<Eliza> Oh Nick!
<Eliza> Hello.
Alea comes down the hallway just having finished breakfast.
Nick sighs.
<Nick> Hello, Eliza.
Eliza gets a sudden idea.
<Eliza> Is Snake meeting you here today, Nick?
<Nick> She should be along later.
Alea walks into the lobby, smiling.
<Alea> Hello Nick, Eliza.
Nick's life flashes in front of his eyes.
<Eliza> Hello, Alea. [to Nick] Could you please give her a message for me?
<Nick> Er... Hello, Alea.
<Nick> Certainly.
Alea is wearing a pink skirt with a fuzzy sweater.
Alea has her hair pulled back and clipped at the crown of her head, allowing it to flow down her back.
Nick decides that Alea's current outfit is a (slight) improvement over the other day's.
Alea looks very 'pink'
<Alea> You here to meet Snake?
Nick is reminded of a particularly noxious remedy for acid stomach.
<Eliza> Alea, there doesn't appear to be anyone monitoring my transfer today - do you know who is going to do it?
<Nick> I'll be meeting her when she comes back here with B'cal, yes.
<Alea> I've heard Snake is.
Nick wonders why he is always the last person to know these things, then remembers Snake's paranoia and stops wondering.
<Alea> I imagine that is part of why Nick is here.
<Eliza> Oh.
<Alea> Isn't it? [to Nick]
Eliza isn't sure this is good news or not.
Alea smiles.
<Eliza> ~ nervous ~
<Nick> Err....
<Eliza> Snake has seemed really tense lately.
<Alea> Of course Snake is tense. She's coming up on her last First Year transfer.
Nick decides that he'd rather not let Alea know that Snake tells him next to nothing about their schedule.
<Alea> In two days.
<Nick> I've noticed.
<Alea> She's worried and tense.
<Alea> She'll be fine though.
<Alea> She IS a Farris.
<Eliza> Oh.
Eliza feels stupid.
<Alea> Farris channels are a bit more... tense... around others.
<Eliza> Yeah - I know.
<Alea> Ah well....
<Alea> I really should be going.
<Alea> I was just on my way out.
<Alea> I finished breakfast and am dressed for a day of shopping.
Alea smiles.
<Eliza> Where are you going Alea? [looks around] Who is going with you?
<Alea> Too bad you couldn't go and give me an idea of what to buy, Nick.
<Alea> I'm going by myself.
<Alea> I'll be fine. Don't worry.
Eliza frowns, pretty sure that Alea isn't supposed to go out by herself.
<Alea> Good luck, Nick.
<Alea> You too, Eliza.
<Nick> Thank you, Alea.
<Eliza> Will you be back before...?
Alea goes over to the cloak rack and slips her cloak off.
<Alea> I'll try to be.
Alea slips the cloak on, the scarf and gloves, and goes out the front door.
<Eliza> Thank you.
<Eliza> Well Nick, looks like I don't have a message for Snake after all.
Alea goes down the stairs and the sidewalk pausing by the street.
Alea gets a small smile on her face and suddenly turns, heading off down the street.
<Nick> I see. You wanted to ask her to monitor your transfer?
<Eliza> Yes.
<Eliza> But looks like she is already.
<Eliza> I wonder why they didn't put her name up.
Nick looks carefully at Eliza, trying to determine her emotional state.
<Eliza> ~ tense, worried, nervous ~
<Nick> Because she isn't a Sime Center employee, I expect.
<Eliza> I suppose.
Nick sighs, imagining what Snake would do if confronted by Eliza in this condition.
Lawana goes out and sees Alea heading down the street.
<Nick> So, where's your channel?
Lawana heads out after Alea.
<Lawana> Mind if I walk with you?
Alea smiles.
<Alea> Not at all.
<Alea> I wanted to do some shopping.
Lawana returns the smile and heads off down the street with Alea.
Mostan paces around the deferment suite.
<Eliza> He is waiting in a room down there. [points to the deferment suites] I should get back.
<Eliza> I'll tell him Snake is going to do it. [smiles at Nick] See you then, then.
<Mostan> Plenty of time... She'll be right back....
Eliza walks back to Mos.
<Nick> Would you like me to go with you?
<Eliza> [to Nick] If you like....
Eliza takes a deep breath and calms herself down.
Nick tells Clerk to tell Snake where he is, then follows Eliza.
Nick nods encouragingly.
Eliza gently opens the door. "I'm back." ~ support, affection, ~
Mostan zlins.
<Nick> That's right. The calmer you are, the easier this will be on Mostan.
<Eliza> Nicks here Mos, is that ok?
<Mostan> Eliza! You're back!
<Mostan> [ absently ] Yeah, sure.
Eliza isn't sure Mos can see her cause his eyes are all unfocused.
<Eliza> Snake's going to monitor for us Mos.
<Mostan> Huh? Oh, sure.
Nick enters behind Eliza, careful to keep his (much higher) field neutral and untempting.
<Mostan> ~~ worry, jealousy ~~
<Eliza> That's good, cause you know, she is a Farris, and they are the best and she knows what she is doing and some of her customers are.... [fades off]
Mostan doesn't really seem to notice Nick as he continues to focus on Eliza.
Eliza moves over and takes Mostan's hand.
<Eliza> Everything will be fine. ~ assurance ~
<Nick> That's right, Eliza. Just sit next to him and stay calm.
Mostan wraps handling tentacles around the hand.
<Eliza> ~ yearning to give ~
Mostan was telling himself that, but somehow it is much more convincing when Eliza says it.
<Nick> No, Eliza. It's not time yet.
<Eliza> How much longer, Mos?
Eliza glares at Nick.
<Nick> Just relax and let yourself feel comfortable.
<Eliza> ~~support~~
<Mostan> Twenty-two and a half minutes.
Nick checks Mostan's reactions to Eliza's support.
Mostan looks worried at the loss of selyur nager.
<Nick> Mostan, it's not time yet. Eliza is here, but you don't want to establish trautholo this early, or you'll end up in a dependency.
Eliza glares at Nick again.
<Eliza> ~ love and affection (little touch of worry) ~
Nick wonders why it's been left up to him to coach Eliza through her first transfer, when he's only had a few himself.
Nick ignores Eliza's glare, and goes to serve himself some tea from the steaming pot on the counter.
Mostan hears someone saying something unimportant....
Mostan smiles over at Eliza.
Eliza sits closer.
<Eliza> ~ need to be needed, wanted ~
Mostan concentrates on Eliza's velvet nager.
<Eliza> ~ yearning to give ~
Nick sees Mostan's rapidly rising intil.
<Eliza> ~ love and desire ~
<Nick> Eliza, you have to calm down.
Eliza looks at Mostan - her whole world.
<Nick> You shouldn't be wanting the transfer so much at this stage.
Lawana takes her leave of Alea bidding her a good day.
Wise Snake turns toward the Sime Center at the end of B'cal and Rapol's shift.
B'cal walks alongside Snake, quietly.
Mostan zlins Eliza's desire and his need seems less intense.
<Nick> It could hurt Mostan next month.
Nick steps closer, letting his nager disrupt the forming link.
Mostan zlins another Gen, and is unsure how to react.
Mostan turns blank eyes towards Nick.
Eliza glances up in surprise at Nicks approach
<Eliza> what are you doing Nick?
Nick re-levels the ambient, bringing Mostan duoconscious.
<Eliza> I'm sure you aren't suppose to be that close to him.
<Eliza> WHAT are you doing ?
<Nick> I'm preventing you from seducing him into an early transfer, with a dependency on top of it.
Eliza looks helplessly at Mostan ~ worry, confusion ~
<Nick> It's all right to be confident, but you have to stop wanting Mostan.
B'cal climbs the stairs of the Center, utterly exhausted.
Wise Snake opens the door for her.
<Nick> Look, I know how hard it is to control the wanting.
B'cal nods her thanks.
<Wise Snake> Get your sleep, B'cal. Tonight promises to be interesting.
<Nick> But control is part of the job.
Mostan's eyes focus with a bang.
<B'cal> I'm sure it does.
<B'cal> Every night--or day--with you is interesting.
<Nick> Look, why don't you go out to the lobby and see if Snake's arrived yet? I'll keep Mostan comfortable until you return.
B'cal heads up the stairs to her room.
Wise Snake smiles, then frowns, unsure whether that was meant in a complimentary fashion or not.
Eliza looks hesitantly at Mostan.
Rapol stands behind Snake.
Wise Snake turns to Rapol.
<Nick> Take a few minutes to get yourself together, and this will go much better--for both of you.
<Eliza> Is that what you want Mos?
Mostan is very conflicted. He doesn't trust Nick, but it's not like he could steal his Gen....
Nick 's nager is comfortably serene and supportive.
<Mostan> I....
<Mostan> I'll be right back....
Alea goes through the various shops.
Mostan says but doesn't make any immediate move to leave.
Alea finds a new scarf and buys it.
Nick cuts the last of the incipient dependency, and motions Eliza towards the door.
<Nick> Be back in five minutes.
<Wise Snake> Well, it looks like Nick isn't here yet. Can you give me a hand with something I have scheduled here? [to Rapol]
<Eliza> Ummm [Eliza realizes this give her time to change] all right - if you are ok Mos?
<Eliza> ~ excited ~
Mostan reluctantly goes to the door.
<Nick> Mostan, stay here with me.
Wise Snake is interrupted by a late arriving message from the clerk that Nick is in a deferment suite with Mostan and Eliza.
<Wise Snake> What!!
Eliza is confused and stays alongside Mostan. "Where are you going?"
Alea goes in a nearby cafe and has a cup of trin.
<Nick> You shouldn't leave the deferment suite in your condition.
Mostan stops and looks at Nick puzzled.
<Eliza> I'll just stay with him I think, Nick.
<Rapol> ~~ calm and curious ~~
<Wise Snake> I don't know what's going on here. You may want to come along, Rapol.
<Rapol> Certainly.
<Nick> Mostan, Eliza requires a few minutes to calm herself. Could you stay with me while she does that?
Wise Snake picks up a few forms at the front desk and turns toward the deferment suite in question.
Eliza thinks defiantly that she is quite calm enough.
Eliza is worried about Mostan though - he doesn't seem much in the real world.
Mostan looks very conflicted, but nods.
Nick sees Eliza practically dancing in excitement and shakes his head.
Wise Snake signals at the door of the deferment suite.
Nick takes Mostan back to the transfer lounge as Eliza ducks out the door.
Mostan *very reluctantly walks away from Eliza over to the transfer couch.
Eliza opens the door to Snake.
Eliza is relieved to see her.
<Wise Snake> Hello, Eliza. Is everything....
<Eliza> ~ welcome, relief ~
Wise Snake pauses as she zlins the room's interior.
<Wise Snake> What's going on?
Wise Snake enters the room.
Nick 's nager betrays a certain relief at Snake's presence.
Eliza follows Snake back over to Mostan and sits down beside him again.
Mostan zlins over at this other Sime. Is she going to steal his Gen?
Wise Snake closes and locks the door.
<Wise Snake> Hello, Mostan. How are you?
<Wise Snake> ~~calm, soothing, noncompetitive ~~
Mostan relaxes at Eliza's nageric presence.
<Mostan> How do you think... I'm in hard need.
<Mostan> And I'm still scared....
Mostan hugs his arms to his stomach.
Nick sees Eliza squirming on the couch.
<Eliza> ~ mild fear ~ "What's wrong?"
<Wise Snake> Shhh... both of you.
<Eliza> ~~support~~
<Wise Snake> You'll be fine. Eliza, you can help him feel better in these last minutes. I can show you how.
Nick falls back to support Snake's effort.
Wise Snake zlins Mostan briefly.
Rapol relinquishes Snake to Nick.
Eliza doesn't see why we just can't do it now.
<Eliza> ~ yearning to give ~
<Eliza> ~ need to be needed, wanted ~
<Mostan> ~~ Need, Intil, Fear, Jealousy, Worry ~~
Nick nods approval at Rapol.
<Wise Snake> Now. Eliza, you two are scheduled for transfer in... 6 minutes.
<Eliza> ~ hope ~
<Wise Snake> To make the wait pleasant and safe for Mostan, there is a special way to feel, that will help him a lot.
<Wise Snake> I think you can feel this way if you try....
Eliza hears what Snake is saying but can't take her eyes off Mostan.
<Eliza> Yes....
<Wise Snake> It is to promise him, in your heart, that you are here for him now and will be here for him when his time comes.
<Eliza> Oh I am!
<Eliza> ~ love and desire ~
<Wise Snake> Don't entice him, that isn't fair to him because you are forcing him to fight himself to wait.
<Eliza> I'm here Mos.
<Wise Snake> Let him have his dignity. He is a grown man, and a professional channel.
Mostan reaches a hand towards Eliza....
Eliza gives him her hand.
<Wise Snake> When the time comes for transfer, then, oh yes, show him everything you feel. But now... give him support, and commitment.
<Wise Snake> Reassurance.
<Wise Snake> Not lust.
Nick takes mental notes, so that next time he'll be able to do a better job handling this sort of situation.
Eliza ~~supports~~ Mostan.
<Wise Snake> This time, these last minutes of waiting, are what makes Mostan a stronger and better channel. Every extra minute helps him.
<Eliza> ~ yearning to give ~
Eliza doesn't think that it looks like it is helping him.
<Wise Snake> Eliza. Can you not control your nager?
Wise Snake sighs.
Mostan ~~ doesn't care ~~ about 'Being a better channel.'
Wise Snake thinks this was a disaster of a match.
Wise Snake carefully keeps this out of her nager.
Mostan wraps handling tentacles around her hand.
<Wise Snake> ~~support of both of them, stabilization of the ambient~~
<Wise Snake> I know it is hard. But nothing good comes of instant gratification and greed.
Eliza sighs and leans forward ~ deep caring, "I'm here" ~
<Wise Snake> Good, Eliza.
Nick works in harmony with Snake, making sure his nager doesn't tempt Mostan.
Rapol moves carefully around to the tea, holding his nager close.
<Wise Snake> Just a little bit longer.
Eliza puts her head on Mostan's chest.
Mostan makes himself breathe more slowly. "Shen...."
Eliza looks up 'you all right?"
<Eliza> ~ love and concern ~
Mostan puts his other arm around her.
Wise Snake continues to monitor, seeing there are only 2 minutes left.
Eliza wraps her nager around him.
Mostan grins feebly. "As well as can be expected."
Eliza smiles. "It won't be long now."
<Mostan> ~~ Intil and Fear ~~
Wise Snake makes a mental note to suggest to Briel that these 2 be paired with experienced partners for the next few months.
<Wise Snake> Eliza, show him your promise to be there for him. With your nager.
<Eliza> ~ love, affection, promise of fulfillment ~
<Wise Snake> Don't entice... just promise you are, and will be there.
<Wise Snake> Good.
Alea finishes her tea and leaves the cafe.
<Eliza> ~ yearning to give ~
Nick holds steady, ready to react if something goes wrong.
<Eliza> ~ desire to give to Mostan ~
<Wise Snake> Eliza. You are enticing again... it's making it very hard on him.
<Mostan> ~~ Intil rises ~~
Alea slips down to the pond.
Eliza takes Mostan's other hand.
Alea makes sure no one is around and goes to a bush.
Alea pulls out her skates and slips them on her feet.
Rapol pours himself some tea, and looks around for crackers or something, but finds none.
Alea laces the skates up and begins to skate.
Wise Snake notes that there are only seconds left.
<Wise Snake> Ah... go ahead.
<Mostan> ~~ At Last! ~~
Turrie walks the path around the lake.
<Eliza> ~ need to be needed, wanted ~
Alea skates along the ice making sure it is strong enough.
<Eliza> ~ yearning to give ~
Wise Snake thinks the Tecton's rules can only be upheld so far, especially with nobody in the room fully understanding those rules anyway.
<Eliza> ~ hope ~
Mostan takes his arm from around Eliza.
Nick arranges his nager to allow Snake maximum sensitivity with maximum support.
Alea goes out further and notes it is strong.
<Eliza> ~ love and desire ~
<Mostan> ~~ NEED INTIL (Fear) ~~
Alea smiles, and begins to skate across the ice, enjoying the feel of the wind in her face and the chill it brings.
<Eliza> ~ promise of life ~
Wise Snake remains close to them, not allowing her nager to interfere, but zlinning their interaction.
Rapol holds his field close while watching Nick and snake for cues.
Mostan reaches for Eliza's arms.
Wise Snake flicks a "you're okay" tentacle at Rapol.
Eliza rests her arms in Mostan's hands ~ willing ~
Alea practices her twists and turns, smiling with pure joy.
Turrie sees Alea from the Center skating and is surprised that she would skate when her pregnancy is showing.
Turrie notes that Alea is really rather good - almost Sime graceful on the ice.
<Eliza> ~ hope ~
<Eliza> ~ encouragement and love ~
Mostan 's laterals slide out involuntarily as he twines his handling tentacles around her arms....
<Eliza> ~ expectation and desire to give ~
Mostan has full contact except for the fifth point, but holds irresolute.
<Eliza> ~ yearning to give ~
Mostan zlins Eliza's arms, fearful she will attack his nodes....
Eliza leans forward in encouragement.
<Eliza> Just like the other day Mos, only better!
Mostan's intil wrestles with his fear.
<Eliza> ~ gentle encouragement, longing to help ~
Wise Snake zlins them, studying Mostan's fear reaction.
Rapol wonders why Mostan is waiting, teasing this Gen who clearly wants him desperately.
<Eliza> ~ support and love ~
Alea skates around the ice again and again, getting in some exercise now that her foot is healed.
<Mostan> [Seeing no sign of attack, Mostan leans forward without realizing he's doing it.]
Eliza touches Mostan's lips with hers.
Turrie takes a seat to watch to watch Alea.
Turrie notices that Alea has rather long legs - which appear to be rather pink.
<Eliza> ~ pleasure ~
<Eliza> ~ yearning to give ~
<Mostan> [The surprise fifth contact gives the Intil the edge to overcome the fear]
Mostan suddenly draws fiercely.
<Eliza> ~ joy ~
Alea catches a glimpse of another human and is startled.
<Eliza> ~ giving ~
Alea whirls over to the other side of the pond where her shoes are.
Eliza is momentarily surprised by Mostan's draw but throws herself into it allowing him to draw as fast as he wants.
Alea sits down, jerks her skates off, grabs her shoes and hurries away.
<Mostan> ~~ joy and need ~~
<Eliza> ~ giving and love ~
Turrie is a bit sorry the show is over and gets up to walk around towards where Alea now sits.
Alea stops in some brush and puts her shoes on and then continues on.
<Eliza> ~ intense pleasure ~
Mostan draws the love into himself.
<Eliza> ~ joy ~
<Eliza> ~ love and desire ~
<Mostan> ~~ the intil, somewhat slaked by selyn, is rabbit punched by the fear ~~
Nick smiles, remembering his own qualification a few short months before.
Mostan 's draw chokes off to a trickle.
Eliza surges forward ~encouraging ~
Nick sees that something is going wrong, and looks at Snake to see how it should be handled.
Turrie sees that Alea is walking away and slows down, not wanting to make the Donor feel like she is being chased.
Rapol carefully sips his tea after checking the temperature, lest a burn crot things up.
<Eliza> ~ yearning to give ~
Wise Snake zlins what is happening.
<Eliza> ~ safety ~
Alea finds a place to hide her skates.
Alea turns and returns to where Turrie is.
<Alea> May I help you?
Mostan tries to increase his draw, but struggles with the fear of Gen attack.
<Eliza> ~ safety and love ~
<Turrie> Good morning Alea, no I was just out admiring the scenery. And my I say that you skate very well too.
Wise Snake continues to monitor, ready to act if necessary.
<Alea> Thank you.
<Alea> I suppose I should go back to the Center now though.
Mostan slowly increases his draw.
<Turrie> I see your pregnancy is progressing nicely. Have you felt the baby moving yet?
Eliza encourages Mostan.
<Alea> As a matter of fact, yes.
<Eliza> ~ love and safety ~
<Alea> Please don't share it though, with anyone until I get a chance to.
<Turrie> Congratulations. [smiles at her]
Alea nods her thanks.
Mostan 's draw approaches its earlier speed. ~~ relief/happiness/fear ~~
<Turrie> Very well. would you like to walk a bit? Or were you heading home?
Eliza welcomes the increase with ~joy~
<Turrie> You seem rather, cold.
<Alea> I'm fine.
<Alea> No, I should get back.
<Alea> I only came out here for a short time.
<Turrie> [looks at her pink legs]
Mostan catches the ~~ joy ~~ in the life he is receiving.
<Eliza> ~~ joy, peace and love~~
Turrie walks along side Alea. "I haven't had the chance to work with you formally as yet. I am looking forward to doing so. All my contacts with Farris Donors have left me with much admiration."
Mostan 's fear fades under Eliza's assault of positive waves....
<Eliza> ~ joy at giving, love that it is to Mostan ~
Mostan bathes in Eliza's love and selyn.
Wise Snake waits patiently though this is surely the longest transfer of any kind she has ever witnessed.
<Alea> I wouldn't think there would be that many for you to work with since you are only a mid first.
<Alea> And out-Territory at that.
<Eliza> ~intense pleasure ~
Mostan draws his fill of glorious ElizaSelyn.
Alea turns toward the Center.
Alea goes up the sidewalk to the Center.
<Turrie> Not really. Many Farrises tend towards government and politics. I have been the grateful recipient of Farris selyn many more times working out territory then I would have in a Center or household.
Alea covers a snort of disbelief and hurries up the steps.
Mostan brings the transfer to a close, brimming with her love life.
<Alea> Of course, Turrie.
<Alea> Thank you for escorting me home.
Alea thinks she's going to have to be more careful when leaving from now on.
Eliza strives to hold contact with him just a little while longer.
Wise Snake zlins that Mostan is "brimming with Eliza's love life" and judges he is post.
Mostan 's lips do not break contact, but the nature of contact changes....
<Mostan> ~~ LUST ~~
Nick sees the switch in contact.
<Nick> Doesn't the Tecton disallow...??
Eliza opens her lips to Mostan's kiss.
Mostan kisses Eliza passionately.
Nick wonders if he and Snake will be held accountable for any breach of regulations.
<Wise Snake> Um... Mostan... Eliza...? Remember, you're being watched.
<Wise Snake> [gently]
Eliza realizes that Mostan has no intention of stopping even thought there are other people in the room.
Alea goes in the door and slips off her cloak.
Eliza leans back away from the kiss.
Alea hangs it up, and then slips off her scarf and gloves.
Rapol is glad to see that the Tecton doesn't mess up post reaction like they do everything else....
<Wise Snake> Eliza, have you been properly instructed as to how to handle this situation?
Mostan stops, looking crestfallen.
Eliza wonders what instructions are needed!
<Mostan> ~~ indignant ~~
Wise Snake looks at them a bit disbelieving.
<Wise Snake> Neither of you are aware that the Tecton prohibits er, sexual congress between two persons who have just had transfer with each other?
Eliza can't work out what Snake is talking about.
Nick is once again glad he doesn't work for the Tecton.
<Mostan> ~~ disbelief ~~
Alea goes over and gets her a cup of tea.
Wise Snake rubs her forehead in dismay, wondering who in the world thought in their wildest dreams it would be a good idea to pair these two newbies together.
Eliza thinks well if Snake isn't going to leave then maybe she and Mostan should go back to her room.
Rapol realizes he spoke... well, thought, too soon.
<Alea> You want tea, Turrie?
<Turrie> Thank you Alea - that would be pleasant.
<Wise Snake> I'm sorry. What you want just isn't possible this month.
Alea pours a second cup.
<Wise Snake> Next month, when you have transfer with other people, you may share sexual intercourse with each other.
<Mostan> ~~ defiance ~~
Eliza finally catches on to what Snake is saying and looks at her in disbelief.
<Eliza> You HAVE to be kidding.
Mostan does not like the first part of that sentence one little bit....
Nick wonders why it's been left to the only non-Tecton channel around to enforce the regulations.
<Wise Snake> It's regulation. To prevent you from an ugly dependency which would require you two to be separated completely.
Eliza looks at Mostan to see if he is going to even consider obeying that stupid rule.
Turrie takes the cup from Alea with thanks.
Alea goes over to the desk and flips through the folders there, seeing what is on for today.
Mostan looks at Eliza. "Well if it's Tecton rules, we have to pay attention to it...." ~~ NOT! ~~
Wise Snake notes that Eliza's attitude may require a certain amount of readjustment... and the rule may require considerable enforcement.
Wise Snake notes the same of Mostan.
Eliza can't believe that Mostan is saying what he feels.
Mostan caresses Eliza with his tentacles at the same time.
<Eliza> Ah - yes. Ok then I understand. [tries to look crestfallen but has ~happiness~ in her nager]
Mostan hopes Eliza doesn't think he means that, since she can't zlin his insincerity.
Wise Snake gives the both of them an extremely cynical look.
Eliza traces a geometric symbol on Mostan's sensitive palm.
Eliza looks at Mostan with a question in her eyes
<Wise Snake> [since she can clearly zlin everything]
Mostan realizes the futility of trying to deceive a Farris with his nager, and doesn't bother to try.
Mostan looks in Eliza's eyes and nods slightly....
Nick doesn't have to zlin to see what's going on.
Eliza relaxes then sits bolt upright.
<Nick> Look, if you two break the rules, it won't be us who suffers the consequences.
<Eliza> Oh! I forgot. ~regret~
Rapol is sure he is missing something, if not everything, here.
Wise Snake stands and goes to block the door.
Wise Snake leans against it, looking tired.
Nick goes over to Snake, offering support..
<Mostan> Was there something else, Hajene Farris?
<Mostan> Thank you for your assistance.
<Wise Snake> Look. I don't really appreciate being stuck with enforcing the Tecton's rules, but I will do so to the best of my ability.
Eliza thinks of the dress she bought that she never got to wear.
Eliza looks at Snake.
Alea goes around clerk's desk and sits down and begins thumbing through the other folders.
<Wise Snake> And it seems, from your nagers and body language, that you have absolutely no intention of obeying them if you are allowed to remain together.
Mostan narrows his eyes at Snake.
Eliza stands up quietly.
Mostan looks over at Eliza, worried.
<Eliza> Thank you for your concern Snake. Mostan is alive - against the odds.
Mostan stands up.
Nick watches Eliza and Mostan, making his agreement with her plain to see, since Mostan isn't zlinning.
<Mostan> Very well Hajene Grundy.
Eliza looks at Mostan.
<Mostan> If you'll excuse me, I think I'll go for a ride then.
Wise Snake zlins Mostan.
Mostan walks toward the door. "You stay here and lock her up in a chastity belt or whatever Tecton thing you have to do."
<Eliza> Personally, I'm grateful you agreed to monitor this. But you aren't a Tecton channel, your job here is done, and I don't think it's any of your business.
Wise Snake is still against the door.
<Mostan> ~~ anger, frustrated lust, intention to leave ~~
Wise Snake moves to allow Mostan (only) out.
Alea gathers up the charts and decides to take them to the conference room to work.
<Wise Snake> Eliza... you do not understand.
<Wise Snake> I don't think you can, yet.
<Wise Snake> You will, one day.
Eliza watches Mostan leave and her starts to breathe harder in stress.
Wise Snake looks at Mostan closely as he leaves, zlinning him.
Eliza returns to the couch and sits down, reaches back and gets a towel and begins to ~ regretfully ~ wipe Mostan's ronaplin off her arms.
Mostan pauses in the door to look longingly at Eliza.
Nick regrets having to spoil Eliza's qualification this way.
Turrie takes her tea to her office.
<Wise Snake> Take care of it, Mostan. Don't make it harder for her than you have to.
Alea changes her mind about the charts.
Mostan turns and goes off down the hall.
<Eliza> So am I to be held prisoner here Snake?
Wise Snake closes the door, and turns to face Eliza again, looking twice as tired as before.
<Wise Snake> Only for a short time.
Mostan goes to the lobby and grabs his cloak.
Alea sorts the files.
Nick moves to put an arm around Snake, gesturing Rapol to move to block more of Eliza's nager.
<Wise Snake> Until we've talked, and you know why I did what I did.
Rapol shifts to comply, teacup still in hand.
<Eliza> I understand - rules are there for a reason.
<Wise Snake> Until I am satisfied that you won't do anything foolish... or destructive.
Eliza fidgets.
Nick thinks Eliza may be overly optimistic about Tecton regulations.
Wise Snake rubs her eyes briefly, formulating her words.
Rapol doesn't think much of Mostan for having given up so easily.
<Wise Snake> Eliza... you are a new Donor. You are still growing rapidly in production.
<Wise Snake> You are going to outgrow Mostan.
<Wise Snake> He will not be able to satisfy you anymore... and that time will come sooner than you think.
<Eliza> ~ don't care ~
<Wise Snake> There are a lot of other channels out there, Eliza, and they all require your help and support as much as Mostan does.
Eliza looks pleadingly at Nick.
Wise Snake grits her teeth as Eliza seems to be ignoring her.
<Eliza> Look it doesn't matter OK?
<Eliza> Mostan's gone!
Wise Snake 's tentacles squirm in her sheathes.
<Eliza> Can I go to my room now please?
Alea watches Mostan leave in surprise, then worry.
<Eliza> I need to be alone. [miserable]
Mostan forces himself to walk, not run to the stable they used the other day.
<Wise Snake> Eliza... the Tecton does not say that you cannot be Mostan's lover.
<Eliza> Fine - I heard you the first time.
<Wise Snake> It only says you cannot be his lover immediately after being his transfer partner.
<Eliza> For how long?
<Wise Snake> To throw away either your career, or his love, for the sake of a few days' pleasure is stupid and childish.
<Eliza> Very well.
Eliza feels a tear running down her cheek and lets it.
<Eliza> Now can I go to my room now please?
Rapol thinks less of Snake for saying such a thing to this poor girl. How is her love at risk?
Eliza is going to break into tears at any moment.
Wise Snake watches Eliza.
<Wise Snake> Where is Mostan now?
<Eliza> How the shen would I know?
Wise Snake zlins Eliza.
<Eliza> I can't zlin through walls.
<Wise Snake> [for truth/lie]
<Eliza> ~ Eliza has no idea where Mostan is right at the moment ~
<Eliza> He is probably "taking care of it" as YOU ordered.
<Wise Snake> Are you strong enough to be his friend in the next days?
<Eliza> Oh just leave me alone please.
<Eliza> ~ unhappy ~
Mostan asks at the stable for the chestnut with white socks, and for them to keep Blackwell ready for Eliza.
Wise Snake thinks this little child should never have been put into a transfer situation as untrained and untutored as she is.
Nick is beginning to understand why Briel asked Snake to deal with this messy situation.
Eliza walks into the bathroom off the suite and comes back out with a parcel.
<Wise Snake> Eliza, you were pushed into a situation you were not, in any way, shape or form, ready to deal with.
Eliza starts to sob. "I have to go now please."
Wise Snake reaches out to Eliza.
<Wise Snake> Eliza....
Eliza walks towards the door.
<Eliza> Please - don't touch me.
Wise Snake is standing directly in front of the door.
<Wise Snake> Eliza, listen to me.
<Eliza> Please just let me go.
<Wise Snake> I know this is very hard for you.
<Wise Snake> You were put into the wrong place at the wrong time.
<Wise Snake> You do not have the training. You did not know the rules.
<Wise Snake> You were allowed to believe that you could have something you cannot have, in the Tecton.
<Eliza> No - I heard you - now I would really really like some privacy Snake!!! [lifts face with tears streaming towards Snake]
<Wise Snake> I think you are trying to run away.
<Wise Snake> I can't let you do that, Eliza.
<Wise Snake> I know that the Tecton and all of its ways and rules are very new to you, and a confusion and a threat in many ways.
Eliza put the parcel on the couch and approaches Snake again.
<Eliza> Snake - I am not Tecton. Do you intend to hold me prisoner here?
Nick reflects that Tecton rules are even more confusing and threatening on long acquaintance.
<Wise Snake> You are.
<Wise Snake> You are a Tecton Donor trainee.
Eliza picks up the parcel and opens it.
Eliza holds up the yawal.
<Eliza> Then maybe I should have been wearing this.
Eliza holds out the chain. "And this."
<Wise Snake> You are post-transfer. You are in an extreme emotional state. Decisions you make now are not made with your full resources.
Eliza looks at Nick and Rapol and starts to remove her clothing.
Mostan rides out. trying to resist the urge to whip the horse into a run, knowing he'd never stay on....
Eliza slips off her uniform - defiantly.
Eliza slips on the yawal.
Eliza puts the chain around her neck.
Rapol is shocked and averts his eyes.
<Eliza> Is this the way you prefer your Gens?
<Wise Snake> An impressive display of teenagerish ultimatimism. [sarcastically]
Nick concentrates on Snake, ignoring Eliza's antics.
<Wise Snake> If you want to cut short a lifetime career -- not to mention, your association with Mostan, since he is Tecton -- in order to make a blazing exit, then so be it. But you will regret it, and regret it bitterly, in time.
<Wise Snake> I assume Briel and Lanyi stuck me with this ugly little mess because they didn't want it on their records that they taught you.
Eliza regrets it now.
<Wise Snake> Well, I wash my hands of it.
Wise Snake gestures to Nick and Rapol and leaves the room.
Nick follows Snake.
Eliza can't believe it.
Nick is forced to hurry to keep up.
<Nick> Slow down, Snake.
Eliza goes back to her room.
Rapol looks compassionately at Eliza has he follows Snake.
Eliza is glad she read of the significance of the yawal.
Alea finishes the files and files them away.
Eliza goes into her room and has a quick shower.
Mostan rides out of town away from the harbor.
Wise Snake goes to a conference room and briefly fills out the reports on the transfer, covering the gory details of Mostan's fear, Eliza's lust for transfer, how the transfer went, and Eliza and Mostan's attitudes afterward, as well as her opinion about these two being paired together, with the precision and depth only a Farris is capable (or desirous) of.
Alea picks her tea back up and takes a sip.
Nick takes advantage of Snake's momentary immobility to rub her shoulders, trying to keep the need-tension under control.
Eliza slips into her old jeans and new red top.
<Nick> That was ugly.
<Wise Snake> I don't know whose idea that was, but those two should have had several transfers with seasoned people.
<Nick> Yes. Or if that wasn't possible, at least a thorough briefing.
<Wise Snake> Neither of them has any incentive not to run off together, at least in the immediate short term, and who thinks beyond the immediate short term?
Eliza heads defiantly out of the center.
<Wise Snake> What a shenned waste.
<Alea> Eliza!
Alea sees Eliza flying past her.
Wise Snake gets up and takes the forms to the lobby, puts them away.
Nick reflects that, apart from the Ferry Building, Snake has been avoiding long-term plans for as long as he's known her.
Alea shrugs.
Nick follows.
Alea smiles at Snake.
Rapol yawns as he follows along.
Eliza heads for the stables.
<Wise Snake> Come on Nick, Rapol. Let's see Tramila then get out of here.
Eliza isn't surprised when the hostler hands her an already saddled and bridled Blackwell
<Rapol> Cer'nally.
Nick keeps up his steady support as they search out Tramila.
Wise Snake goes to Tramila's office and signals.
Eliza leads the gelding outside and swings up into the saddle, she trots quickly out of town towards the forest where Blackwell ran off with Mostan.
Tramila goes to the door. "Come in."
Eliza comes to the clearing and looks up the hill where Mostan ended up. She tries to remember where they went from there....
Tramila zlins Wise.
Wise Snake is angry.
Eliza looks around and sees clear hoofprints in the snow.
Wise Snake schools her nager to hide as much as possible from Tramila.
<Wise Snake> Tramila, this is Rapol.
Tramila takes a step back. "Wise?"
<Wise Snake> Rapol, this is Tramila. I've told you about her.
Nick is trying to keep Snake as calm as possible, without too much success.
Eliza touches Blackwell's sides and takes off at a canter following the tracks in the thin snow.
Tramila turns to Rapol.
<Mostan> [ scuffs of someone falling off the hoofs ]
Eliza pulls up and circles the smeared area, checking to see if there is any blood on the ground.
Eliza takes off again.
Rapol eyes Tramila with unease and suspicion.
<Wise Snake> Rapol, take it easy. She's only going to zlin you.
<Wise Snake> If you don't want to be considered for my next transfer, say so now.
Eliza sees a familiar looking tree with chew marks on the branches and stops, swings off Blackwell, throws his reins carelessly over the metal bar.
Eliza stops, suddenly uncertain.
Tramila zlins Rapol from afar, wondering.
Eliza heads around the bush and calls softly "Mos - you there?"
Blackwell notes that his reins have been improperly tied and decides to go home to his warm stable.
Rapol forces himself to open his field.
<Mostan> [ from out of the hole ] Eliza?
<Tramila> Rapol? Do you want to be considered for transfer with Wise?
<Rapol> Yes. ~~ YES! ~~
Eliza starts to climb down feeling like a rabbit.
<Tramila> Then join me on my transfer couch and let me zlin you.
Mostan reaches up to take Eliza by the waist and lift her down.
Rapol goes over to the couch stiffly and sits down.
Nick increases his support of Snake, knowing how paranoid she is about having other channels get their tentacles on her Donors.
Eliza turns around and reaches up to put her arms around Mostan's neck. "I never got to thank you for a wonderful transfer."
Tramila sits on the transfer couch then hold out her arms and waits.
Rapol holds out his arms.
<Tramila> Are you sure you want to be here while I do this Wise?
Tramila takes Rapol's arm then waits for Wise's answer.
Rapol reminds himself there is nothing wrong with having a channel check a match.
<Wise Snake> Yes.
<Wise Snake> [voice inflectionless]
<Mostan> Neither did I.
Tramila looks and zlins Wise, judging then turns back to Rapol.
Eliza kisses Mostan.
<Tramila> Nick, she needs you.
<Tramila> Are you ready Rapol?
Mostan wraps Eliza in a crushing hug as he kisses her back.
Wise Snake forces herself to not care about the zlinning.
<Rapol> ~~ Yes. ~~
Wise Snake uses Nick's support.
Nick places a comforting arm around Snake's shoulders.
Eliza presses hard against him.
<Tramila> You initiate fifth contact.
Rapol leans forward to touch lips stiffly.
Tramila zlins Rapol deeply then uses her system to judge capacity and speed.
<Rapol> ~~ calm relaxation ~~ [ This must be another of Snake's tests ]
Tramila performs several Farris-known tests.
<Mostan> Eliza. I had no idea she'd say anything like that....
Tramila relaxes slightly with Rapol calm.
Eliza leans back, unable to step back because of his arms around her waist.
Tramila finally releases Rapol and sits back.
<Eliza> But that's not what you want is it Mos? To obey Tecton rules like that?
Nick doesn't let his interest in Tramila's verdict distract him from his primary duty of supporting Snake.
<Mostan> Of course not.
<Mostan> Can't you tell?
Mostan hugs and kisses her again.
<Eliza> I know you want me, but you are post. You would want anyone at the moment.
<Mostan> Not like this.
<Eliza> But are you sure that you want ME enough to endanger your position?
<Rapol> ~~ uneasy ~~ What is your verdict? Hadene? 1
Tramila stands, relaxed, then rushes Farris speed back to Rapol and takes him in transfer position.
<Rapol> ~~ surprise and shock, but no fear ~~
Nick raises an eyebrow at this additional test.
<Rapol> ~~ offers selyn ~~
Tramila releases Rapol.
<Mostan> Yes. I am. I do.
<Mostan> Do you?
<Tramila> Wise. May I zlin Nick again?
<Rapol> ~~ apprehensive ~~
<Eliza> I don't care for the stupid Tecton Mostan - only for you.
<Wise Snake> Yes.
<Mostan> Precisely.
<Wise Snake> ~~nager closed~~
<Tramila> Go to Wise, Rapol.
Nick signals Rapol to take over Snake-support.
Rapol moves over to cover Snake while Nick is being zlinned.
Wise Snake sweats.
Nick goes calmly over to Tramila and holds out his hands.
Wise Snake watches with half-lidded eyes
Tramila takes Nick in transfer position then zlins Rapol and Wise together.
Mostan kisses Eliza again, spreading tentacles over her back.
Nick holds steady, neither enticing nor withdrawing.
Eliza leans towards him and moans in desire.
Wise Snake rests on Rapol's nager automatically but her attention is all on Tramila.
Tramila smiles and releases Nick.
<Tramila> You have two very fine Donors Wise.
Mostan kisses her deeply while sliding hands down.
<Wise Snake> Thank you. [voice gone dry]
Nick returns to Snake's side.
<Rapol> ~~ calm hope ~~
Wise Snake clears her throat uncomfortably.
<Tramila> Both are solid, steady.
Eliza runs her hands over Mostan's back.
<Nick> ~~reassurance~~
Rapol relinquishes snake to Nick if he signals.
Nick takes up the support without causing a ripple in the ambient.
Wise Snake thinks that one wasn't too bad.
Tramila zlins the flawless exchange.
Mostan breaks the kiss. "Did you want the lantern on? I know this place bothers you?"
Mostan notices Eliza's clothes for the first time.
Tramila turns to Nick. "Think you can handle her this month?"
<Eliza> Well I can't see much, Mostan.
Tramila looks to Rapol. "And that is not saying that you can't."
<Nick> Yes. Although after being shorted last month, I feel I could handle anything.
<Mostan> Just come this way. I'll show you something....
Eliza lets Mostan lead her by the hand.
Tramila laughs. "I'll bet."
Mostan takes Eliza to the blanket already spread out and sits her down.
<Tramila> Rapol, you are new. This will give you another month to know Wise better.
Eliza sits next to Mos and runs her hand over the blanket.
<Tramila> What do you think, Wise? Do you want Nick? Do you NEED him?
<Eliza> You know, I have never yet made love in a bed!
Rapol nods briefly to Tramila.
<Mostan> Sorry. Did you want to go back and find a hotel?
<Wise Snake> Can I kill him?
Mostan strikes a match.
Eliza throws her arms around Mostan. "Of course not." [thinks, they might catch us!]
<Tramila> What?
Rapol loses control momentarily in ~~shock ~~
Wise Snake looks at Tramila intensely. ~~total seriousness~~
<Wise Snake> If I lost control, would I kill him?
Tramila zlins Nick. "You may burn him, but kill? I don't think so."
<Tramila> Nick is on the border with you but he is untested.
<Wise Snake> And Rapol?
Mostan lights the lantern, and then the fire laid out.
Tramila sighs heavily.
Mostan looks over at Eliza's clothes.
<Tramila> His rating is slightly lower than Nick's although that could change.
<Wise Snake> I see.
<Mostan> I've never seen those before. Are they new?
Eliza blushes under Mostan's gaze.
<Eliza> The top is.
<Tramila> It is one of the reasons why I chose Nick.
<Eliza> I brought a dress to wear for you at the transfer... but I decided not to wear it.
Wise Snake nods.
Nick hopes he will have Snake in better condition if she decides to take Rapol next month.
Mostan reaches out to feel the red silk.
<Tramila> Rapol. Don't be discouraged. You haven't had as much time with Wise as Nick has.
<Mostan> It's lovely. And you are beautiful.
<Tramila> Nick's systems have had plenty of time to adjust themselves to Wise's.
<Rapol> Certainly.
<Eliza> I think that you are beautiful Mostan.
<Tramila> My judging is only the best I can do without zlinning you in an actual transfer.
Mostan slides his hand from the shirt onto Eliza's neck.
<Wise Snake> But you will monitor my transfer, right?
Eliza moans against his hand.
Rapol looks uncertain. "Do I transfer this month?"
Wise Snake hesitates.
<Wise Snake> I'll see what I can do. Possibly not.
<Eliza> ~desire~
Eliza undoes Mostan's cloak.
Nick wishes Snake had taken care of the matter before she got so far into need.
Mostan pushes the cloak aside, away from the fire.
<Tramila> If you want me to monitor, Wise, then I will.
Eliza loves Mostan's broad shoulders.
<Wise Snake> I do.
Nick is unsure whether Rapol would find no transfer or a transfer with someone else the greater hardship.
Rapol isn't sure which way he wants it anyway....
<Wise Snake> Thank you. I would like it to be done here.
Mostan rolls his shoulders, loosening them up.
Eliza undoes Mostan's shirt.
Mostan pulls Eliza's shirt out of her pants and slides his hands up under it.
<Tramila> I will meet you then at the appointed time.
Nick decides that for all its disaster-prone lobby, the Sime Center at least has central heating.
<Wise Snake> Thank you. [again]
Wise Snake is relieved that Nick did not kick and scream over the location.
Eliza undoes her buttons with shaking hands.
Tramila zlins Wise's relief and is satisfied.
Mostan slides Eliza's shirt off her shoulders and kisses the hollow of her throat.
Wise Snake turns to leave Tramila's office.
Nick follows, happily anticipating the upcoming transfer.
Tramila watches them go.
Briel comes in the lobby.
Rapol follows Snake and Nick.
Briel sees Snake.
<Briel> Hello, Snake.
Briel nods.
Nick waves an absentminded greeting in Briel's general direction.
Briel zlins Nick.
Wise Snake turns suddenly to face Briel.
Briel studies Snake.
<Briel> Is something the matter?
Briel zlins Nick again wishing her Donor were with her.
<Wise Snake> Kindly do not zlin my Donor. I am two days from transfer.
Tarsh wakes up from collapsing after his transfer with Tramila a few hours before.
<Briel> I realize that.
<Briel> As am I.
<Briel> However, no offense was intended.
Alea hears their words and quietly slinks away.
<Wise Snake> Alea!
Alea pretends like they aren't even....
Alea thinks ~~ shen ~~
Alea turns ~~ controlled nager ~~
<Alea> Yes, Snake?
<Wise Snake> ~~controlled nager~~
Tarsh goes to take a sketchy shower.
<Wise Snake> Briel is working while in need. Perhaps you might ask her if she requires or desires assistance.
Briel looks surprised at Snake's words.
Alea looks coolly at Snake then shrugs.
<Alea> Hajene, would you like my assistance?
Wise Snake is trying to eliminate all distractions for what she is going to say to Briel next.
Briel thinks a clumsy Farris is not what she wants... but then again, she is a Donor.
Briel nods curtly.
Alea thinks ~~ figures ~~
Alea goes over and offers support.
Briel tentatively accepts it then with increasing relief.
Wise Snake pulls the forms on Eliza and Mostan's transfer from the basket on the front desk.
<Briel> You wanted to say something? [to Snake, curious]
Alea ~~ support ~~
Wise Snake hands them to Briel, nager perfectly controlled, eyes a little bit distant. [ominously so]
<Briel> So, how'd it go?
Briel takes the chart and flips it open.
Briel starts reading... and reading....
<Briel> Ah....
Briel scans a bit further down..."Oh, um...."
Briel looks up at Snake.
<Briel> You did a good job monitoring them.
Wise Snake 's nager is perfectly controlled, but there is a hint of something smoldering behind her eyes.
<Wise Snake> I would not be surprised if you never see either of them again.
Alea has seen that look before and winces.
Briel sighs.
<Briel> We thought this would be best, at the time.
<Briel> Obviously, the plan backfired.
Wise Snake would not be surprised if they DO come back and the Sime Center hypocritically looks the other way with regards to their transgressions.
Nick allows Snake her anger, while controlling the need that would fuel it beyond her wishes.
<Wise Snake> They didn't even know. They didn't even understand.
<Briel> I would say that perhaps Eliza required a bit more training from the look of this.
<Wise Snake> Yes.
Rapol doesn't understand what went wrong with that lovely young couple, other than running afoul of stupid rules.
Wise Snake cannot help but zlin something going on with Rapol, and shifts restlessly.
<Briel> I had thought that everything was understood. Mostan has been here for awhile.
Nick solidifies his support.
<Briel> Eliza is being trained.
<Wise Snake> Eliza requires several months of training.
Tarsh comes out of the shower and dresses up in some of his better clothes.
<Briel> I suppose so.
Wise Snake realizes she is only repeating things that were already stated in writing, sighs.
<Briel> We felt, with the friendship between Mostan and Eliza, that this might be his best chance.
<Briel> So we pushed Eliza, and pushed her into a situation that she might not have been ready for.
<Briel> As far as Tecton regulations go, that is.
<Briel> But we had to weigh that against the risk of losing Mostan if we couldn't get him over his fear.
Briel shrugs and shoves at her hair.
<Briel> According to this, he made it through.
<Wise Snake> She was not ready for a lot more than just regulations.
Nick can't understand why telling both parties they couldn't be lovers during post would be so difficult or time-consuming that it wouldn't even have been attempted.
<Wise Snake> Her control of her nager is minimal. She does not understand which emotions will help Mostan when.
<Briel> Oh?
<Briel> Well, now that it's documented so well by a Farris, I'm sure we'll work harder to make her understand.
Tarsh comes downstairs.
<Wise Snake> She claims to understand what a dependency means, without caring that she will outgrow him.
Alea is surprised.
<Briel> I see.
Wise Snake zlins Briel for sarcasm.
Briel ~~ mild sarcasm ~~
Wise Snake shakes her head.
<Briel> Surely she understand that her field is still growing.
<Wise Snake> Don't ask me to do any more of these.
<Wise Snake> It's sadistic and cruel.
<Wise Snake> To them, to me, to the people who had to watch.
<Briel> It wasn't my idea in the first place. We felt someone with your field would be the best.
<Briel> But, as you wish.
Briel nods.
Wise Snake lets just a hint of her fury show.
Briel backs up into Alea.
Wise Snake makes her nager clear again.
Alea glances at Snake in surprise, touching Briel's arm.
Wise Snake pauses in indecision, then turns away.
Wise Snake leaves the Sime Center.
Briel shakes her head and storms off down the hall.
Alea sighs and goes after her.
Tarsh sees the group in the lobby and hangs back.
Nick follows Snake out of the Sime Center, looking forward to the day's work.
Rapol follows Snake and Nick, anticipating a day's sleep.
Tarsh goes after Briel and Alea.
Wise Snake wonders where those blackouts are when you really need one.
Briel turns on Alea, furious.
<Briel> You were supposed to be training her!
<Briel> And because of your lack, you made this Center look like fools in front of one of your own....
<Briel> Farris.
Briel glares.
Alea takes a step back, then looks at Briel coolly.
<Alea> I was assigned Eliza and then had her pulled from me.
<Alea> When she should have been with me for training, she was elsewhere.
<Alea> Assigned elsewhere, by you and Lanyi.
Tarsh backs away from the fight, not wanting to embarrass Alea by witnessing it.
<Alea> Had I had appropriate time, I might have gotten her started on the right path.
<Alea> Next time you expect miracles, contact Muryin.
Briel gapes at Alea.
Briel turns and storms off.
Alea ~~ relief ~~
<Alea> That really felt good.
Notes:
1) Rapol's player says this is not a typo, but a mispronunciation by Rapol. [return]