Sime~Gen Roleplaying on IRC: Bender Cove Township Scenario
Episode #27: Dragon in a Cage (9/26/97)
* Bcal crawls out of bed and over to the dresser
<Bcal> at least someone didn't put me to sleep AGAIN [mutters]
* Bcal begins to comb her hair...hearing the shower running
* Bcal thinks about V'lar and sighs despondently
<Bcal> three months
<Bcal> three months and I'll get to go back
<Bcal> until then I have to put up with these inefficencies...
* Bcal smooths hair back and then dresses.
* Bcal goes out into the hall to wait for Snake
<Bcal> at least she's starting to take showers again
* Bcal pokes her head back in
<Bcal> Snake?
<wisesnake> [sound of water running]
* Bcal goes back in and taps on the door
<Bcal> Snake
* wisesnake is halfway out the window
<wisesnake> [shen!]
* wisesnake slides back in and opens door
<wisesnake> What!?
* Bcal pushes the door open
* wisesnake backs off
<Bcal> time for breakfast
* wisesnake is soaking wet and her hair is plastered against her skin like rivulets of wet black paint
* Bcal thinking at least she doesn't throw up like that little fool 1
* Bcal looks Snake up and down
<Bcal> dry off and get dressed
* Bcal wonders why she is stuck at this godforsaken place
* wisesnake gets a towel and sort of dries off
* wisesnake rubs her hair wildly all over with the towel
* Bcal pulls out Snake's clothes and tosses them on the bed
<Bcal> these new clean uniforms are yours
* wisesnake pulls on one of those irritatingly itchy clean new uniforms
<Bcal> I've made sure that someone picks them up everyday and launders them for you...as well as hangs them up
<Bcal> that should be one less responsibility for you to worry about
* wisesnake looks surprised
<Bcal> now, on the schedule today I have we should start getting used to working together in donations
<Bcal> I, of course, will stay by your side until we each become used to the routine.
* wisesnake checks her look; thinks about combing her hair, but kind of likes the way it looks now... somewhere between "fetchingly touseled" and "rogueish"
<wisesnake> [to B'cal] Whatever you want.
<Bcal> You will monitor everything you do..be careful about any cases unusual or over taxing until you've had your first transfer with me
* Bcal doesn't believe her for a minute
* wisesnake wonders how the definition for "unusual or overtaxing" works around here
<Bcal> I know you're past turnover...but you are still required to eat, even if it's only toast and tea every day
<Bcal> of course, I'm sure I can see to it that your diet is a bit better than that
* wisesnake shrugs
* Bcal heads toward the door and downstairs to the kitchen
<wisesnake> Whatever you say.
* wisesnake follows Bcal
* Bcal fills two plates heaping full with food
* Bcal sits one before snake
* wisesnake looks at it
* Bcal projects her voracious appitite
* wisesnake sighs and starts munching down
* Bcal eats much slower, prolonging her hunger so Snake will eat a filling meal
* wisesnake 's mind wanders... starts thinking about Merrik and whether he's received her proposal for the Fisheries Headquarters building project
* wisesnake wonders how Linn is doing and if she likes that Verile guy
* wisesnake sees some pretty birds flying by and starts staring dreamily out the window, mind flitting over this piece of business and that
* wisesnake remembers to put food in her mouth so B'Cal won't interrupt her thoughts
<Bcal> Snake
<Bcal> Snake!
* Bcal gives the field a nageric slap
* wisesnake jerks, startled
<Bcal> if you're done we can go get started
* wisesnake totally lost her train of thought and just stares at Bcal
* wisesnake looks down at her plate
<wisesnake> Uh... sure. Whatever.
<Bcal> for the day...we can go...[sighs--thinks this is a Farris]
* wisesnake gets up
* Bcal follows
* wisesnake waits for B'cal to lead
<Bcal> let's go to transfers first
* wisesnake follows Bcal
* Bcal stops
* wisesnake almost runs into her
* wisesnake stops
<Bcal> Snake. YOU are the channel. I know it may tax that small mind of yours...but you should be in charge here
* wisesnake blinks
<wisesnake> I see.
<Bcal> will you please take the lead and get on with the day
* wisesnake [doesn't, actually, understand]
<wisesnake> Okay. [?]
* wisesnake eases past Bcal and goes up to the front of the building
<Bcal> Bcal falls into step beside her
<wisesnake> Would it be okay if I, like, got a few items of business done first?
* Bcal nods
<Bcal> as long as I'm along
* wisesnake rather doubtfully considers whether it would be a good idea to bring B'Cal where she was planning on going
<wisesnake> I'm not sure if you... really want to... uh...
<Bcal> don't be obtuse...I'm your Donor...of course I will go with you
* Bcal thinking whether she wants to or not
* Alea comes groggily down the stairs..spots Bcal and slips hastily into her office
<wisesnake> Well... okay, your choice. I usually do this alone.
* Bcal nods sternly thinking she knows she is going to hate this
* wisesnake walks out the front door of the Sime Cener, hesitating briefly at the bottom of the step to zlin a wino stretched out there.
* Bcal ignores him
<wisesnake> It's just Iman again. His roommates must have forgotten to leave the door open. Happens about three times a week.
* Bcal sneers
* wisesnake steps jauntily down the street, enjoying the fall air and pretending she likes wearing a scratchy, irritating new clean Tecton uniform on her personal business
* Bcal glances neither left nor right...going right along by Snake...keeping her in constant sight
* Bcal doesn't trust her after yesterday
* wisesnake calls out to various people she knows on the street
* Bcal wonders how she knows these people
* wisesnake passes through the warehouse district into Dockside
<Bcal> you come down here often?
* Bcal looking mildly alarmed
* wisesnake looks somewhat surprised
<wisesnake> Of course!
<wisesnake> I was born here... and I spend more than half my time here.
<wisesnake> I only started getting involved with the Center a couple or three months ago.
* Bcal thinks that explains a lot of Snake's problems
<Bcal> I see
* wisesnake heads downhill, toward the docks
* Bcal follows
* Bcal nager dares anyone to approach
* wisesnake studies the people they pass, greeting some, giving others warnoff looks
<wisesnake> Hey uh, Bcal, could you try to tone down the dragon nager a little bit? You're making people nervous.
<Bcal> might I ask what....business....you have here?
* wisesnake looks at Bcal
* Bcal furious that this Farris should be correcting her but tones it down
<wisesnake> You actually care about my business? [seems surprised]
<Bcal> if it involves you...I of course, want to be informed
* Bcal thinks care is too strong a word
<wisesnake> huh.
* wisesnake thinks about that for a few minutes as they trudge downhill
* Bcal obligation would be more the word she would think
* Bcal one of many obligations of a Donor
<wisesnake> Here we are.
* wisesnake goes up to a sleazy dark shack with a sign that says "Stickies"
* Bcal looks around...her lip curling in disgust and her nose twitching at the smells
<wisesnake> [the sounds and smells of booze and clinking glasses emits from the doorway]
* wisesnake walks inside
<Bcal> you really plan to go in there?
* Bcal hurries after her
* wisesnake seems perfectly comfortable there and greets several people
* wisesnake winds between some tables of this very crowded tiny bar, aiming for some curtains in the back
* Bcal pulls her suit coat closer to her body, afraid to get some disgusting stain on it
* wisesnake makes sure to let Bcal keep up
* wisesnake slithers into a dark opening behind the curtain
* Bcal reluctantly folows
<wisesnake> [back there is a tattoo parlor. There is a gaunt renSime with tattoos of thorny roses all over his arms, evidently done pre-changeover.]
* Bcal sneers thinking how sickening
* wisesnake smiles pleasantly
<wisesnake> Hey, is Buglumps around?
* Bcal thinks Bug-Lumps....figures
* Alea finishes up the morning paperwork and goes out to check the filing cabinets one last time before filing everything
* wisesnake grins as buglumps appears.
<wisesnake> Hey, long time no zlin...
<BugLumps> Snake! What's a greasy ferret like you doing in my nice, clean place?
* wisesnake laughs
* Bcal wonders the same thing since Snake said she had duties to attend to
<wisesnake> Did you get my message about the shipment from Bodawada?
* BugLumps is Gen, enormously overweight, and covered with moles which have been incorperated into a gaudy, mismatched set of tattoos.
<BugLumps> It must be the company you're keeping.
* wisesnake laughs again
<wisesnake> Tell me about it.
<wisesnake> Anyway, look, I could really use, oh, 5 or 6 units of the extra special.
* BugLumps looks a bit contemptuously at B'cal in her Tecton uniform.
* Bcal pointedly ignores the excuse of a slimy human Gen and keeps her attention on Snake
<BugLumps> Five or six? That's more than your usual.
<wisesnake> Yeah, well, [twitches] you know, I got friends and stuff.
<BugLumps> Ah, is that how it is?
* Bcal eyes narrow dangerously
<Bcal> just what is it you are speaking of, Snake?
* wisesnake turns to B'Cal
<wisesnake> [trying to be patient] This will be done in just a minute. Could you please try to keep calm until then?
<Bcal> no, I can't. I didn't think to ask before we came just WHAT type of business you would be doing
* wisesnake looks suprised
<wisesnake> You said you knew all about "my little deals".
<Bcal> illegal and Farris I know goes on...but this blatantly???
<Bcal> yes, but I didn't say you would be able to continue them
* wisesnake looks baffled
<wisesnake> Able to? What are you talking about?
* BugLumps 's eyes narrow dangerously.
<Bcal> You will cease all underhanded dealings until after you are trained and I'm gone
<BugLumps> Does that friend of yours know how to keep her mouth shut about things she shouldn't go blabbing?
<Bcal> Farrises are a sick excuse for channels with all of their underhanded dealings...you're no different..but I won't have it while I'm here.
* wisesnake draws herself up [well she's kinda short but you know] stiffly
* Bcal shoots BugLumps a nasty look
<BugLumps> Because I'm not going to go strike up a personal acquaintance with Inspecter Tormer just because she blabs.
<wisesnake> Look, you can push me around in the Sime Center, but this is entirely different. You have no authority over me out here.
<Bcal> I'm your Donor.[as if that should explain it all]
<wisesnake> [to Buglumps] Look,
<wisesnake> [to Bcal] Look!!
<Bcal> no, YOU Look you sniveling little Farris
* wisesnake looks shocked, and angry
<Bcal> your illegal deals are off, as of now
<Bcal> this SCUM will have to wait for three months
<wisesnake> Nuh-uh. No, you don't get it, do you.
<Bcal> I don't care WHAT you do after that...but I will not allow the household of V'lar to have their honor besmirched by someone like you
<wisesnake> This is my turf. Back at the Center, with your little red carpet Tramila rolled out for you, is your turf. Understand?
<wisesnake> [angry, sarcastic]
* Bcal narrow
<Bcal> I wonder what a call to the local authorities with a tip about what's going on here would do to this establishment nad your reputation?
* BugLumps pokes his head into the back room.
<BugLumps> Thom, Warrin. Come out here a moment.
* wisesnake rubs her eyes briefly
<Bcal> well?[at Snake]
<wisesnake> Look, uh, B'Cal,
<Bcal> no, you look...we're going back to the Center where I should have insisted you stay
* BugLumps 's two, VERY large and hulking sons come into the main room.
<Bcal> this is utterly ... [growls]...it won't be allowed
* BugLumps nods towards B'cal.
* Bcal eyes widen at the Gens then narrow
<wisesnake> Frankly, B'cal, I am not interested in being in charge of polishing your honor.
<Bcal> do NOT even think about touching me. I'm Tecton and you'll regret it
<BugLumps> Snake's pal here could use a little lesson in respecting the right of private individuals to do business. Take her into the alley and teach her some manners.
* wisesnake sees the Gens, hesitates
<wisesnake> Uh...
<Bcal> as for you [to snake] you have nothing to do with it...but my actions in letting you do something so irresponsible
* Bcal steps back
* BugLumps 's sons, being only slightly above moron level, grab B'cal by the arms and march her out of the back door.
<Bcal> let go of me!
<wisesnake> Be gentle!!! [Snake calls after their backs]
* Bcal screeches, trying to jerk free
<Bcal> you have no idea what you're doing
* BugLumps 's minions ignore B'cal's struggles.
* wisesnake hesitates, torn between protecting her... Donor... and staying where it's safe
<wisesnake> They're not going to kill her, are they? [nervously]
<BugLumps> Naw, the boys know what they're doing. She'll be right as rain in a few days, once the bruises have healed.
<wisesnake> Oh... okay.
<BugLumps> They won't do anything permanent unless she actually does spill to the cops.
<wisesnake> Don't worry, I got new connections now.
* wisesnake reaches into pocket
<wisesnake> Did you want that in In, or Out currency?
<BugLumps> Out. Bodawada is entering into a partnership in Eastcove, and a little green always helps to smooth the deals.
<wisesnake> No problem. Same price? [counting out OT bills]
* Alea finishes filing her reports and them takes them to Veraik's office for his signature
<BugLumps> Yep.
* wisesnake hands Buglumps the money
* BugLumps takes the money, counts it again to make sure, then steps into the back room and returns a minute later with a nondescript cardboard box.
<BugLumps> Here you are, five units of Bodawada's best.
* wisesnake takes the box, looking noticeably enthusiastic under the mask of calm
<wisesnake> Great! Thanks.
<wisesnake> Hey, um, if you're looking for tips... I hear the Tecton is thinking on buying out the whole block on Parch between Fig and Olive... you still looking at that building on Fig you were looking at before?
<BugLumps> I was holding out until the price came down or Insut got around to making a few repairs, but I might have to rethink now. Thanks for the info.
<wisesnake> They're still throwing ideas around, but if they pick that block for the new power station, it could be a great investment.
* wisesnake grins.
<wisesnake> Well I'd better go see what's left of my Don.. uh, of her.
<BugLumps> All right. The boys should be done with her by now.
* wisesnake cautiously investigates the scene of the... "lesson"
* wisesnake finds Bcal passed out cold
* wisesnake grimaces
<wisesnake> Hoo boy, there'll be shen to pay for this later
* wisesnake zlins B'Cal, decides she can be moved with no problem
* wisesnake picks up B'Cal, carries her out into Stickies, sets her on a barstool and leans her over onto the bar
<wisesnake> Ah... Sticky? Could I possibly drop you a twenty to make sure she's okay until I get back?
* wisesnake fishes for money
<wisesnake> Oh, and, get her a beer okay?
<Sticky> Sure thing, Snake.
* wisesnake gives money to Sticky and hurries out of the bar
<wisesnake> I better get this other stuff done fast.
* Sticky looks B'cal over, shakes his head, and goes back to polishing glasses.
* wisesnake hurries around doing the rest of her errands... sells the cardboard box's contents, saving some in her pocket; goes and talks to Merrik about the Fisheries contract and agrees to send him another with a few changes; talks to a few other people she had to see this week.
* wisesnake hurries back to the bar
* wisesnake thanks Sticky and retreives the body
* wisesnake brings B'Cal back to the Center, takes her in the back door and up the stairs, lays her down on the bed in their room
* wisesnake does some healing work on her, then leaves her sleeping
* Alea thinks that Jon will probably be back on his feet by tomorrow
* Alea drifts over to the window, looking out, thinking perhaps she'll take another walk
* wisesnake lies down next to B'Cal, figuring B'Cal will get pissed if she does any Center work without her.
* Bcal moans
* wisesnake zlins Bcal
* Bcal eyes blink open and she sees Snake
<Bcal> you shenned coward[hisses]
<Bcal> get the shenned away from me
* Bcal forces herself to a sitting position her body shrieking with pain
* Lin enters the lobby, still sniffling from her cold.
* wisesnake backs off the bed
* Alea smiles
<Alea> Hi Linn
<wisesnake> All right, all right. Just lie down, okay?
* Bcal forces herself to her feet
<Lin> Hello.
<Bcal> I should have known
* Bcal looks at Snake incredulously
<Alea> how can I help you?
* wisesnake is confused
<Bcal> no...I want nothing to do with you...
<wisesnake> You should have known, all right... what did you mean by threatening him with the cops right in his own place?
* Bcal hobbles toward door, holding her ribs
<Lin> I'm here to ask after Svan, the boy who was brought in yesterday?
<Bcal> I have a report to make
* Alea smiles
* wisesnake shakes her head
<Alea> would you like to visit him?
<Bcal> oh, I never make threats, Snake...something you'd better learn...which way to the police station?
<Alea> you know...maybe we should wait on that visit
* wisesnake follows Bcal
<Alea> I just remembered that he's sleeping
* Lin sneezes.
<Bcal> stay away! [to Snake]
* Alea moves forward
<Alea> are you sick?
<Lin> That's all right, I wouldn't want to give him this cold anyway.
<wisesnake> Um, just turn right when you get out of the Center, go about a block... it's on your left. Big stone building.
* Bcal manages to wrench door open and move into the hall
* wisesnake follows
<Alea> maybe we'd better get Snake to look at you.
<Alea> let me go find her
* Bcal hobbles down the hall, gritting her jaw against the pain
<wisesnake> Uh, B'Cal, you should be in bed.
<Bcal> should have known I couldn't depend on the shenned FARRIS channel
* wisesnake shakes her head at B'Cal's words
* Alea sees Snake and Bcal coming down the hall....totally shocked at Bcal's appearance
<Alea> uh, Snake...Linn is here...you might want to check her out
<wisesnake> Alea, any chance you could talk B'Cal into getting back in bed?
* Bcal does a good imitation of a sneer through her clenched jaw at Alea in warning and goes on down the hall
* Lin stares at B'cal's injuries, apalled, and wondering if a Sime attacked her.
<Alea> uh, I don't think so...
<wisesnake> Linn? [alarmed] what's wrong with her?
<Alea> she's sick
<Alea> got a cold
* wisesnake hurries to the lobby
* wisesnake zlins Lin
<wisesnake> Oh.
* Bcal goes out the door toward the police station
* Alea hurries to catch up with Snake
<Alea> uh, maybe you ought to be with your Donor....I could get Veraik?
<Lin> Ah, Snake. Mirk asked me to find out how his friend Svan was doing.
* wisesnake hesitates, torn between two responsibilities
* Bcal leaves Center and painfully heads down the street to the station
<wisesnake> Sure, Lin, he's in Treatment room 3. Go ahead and say hello to him... I was just going out the door, or I would stop.
* wisesnake hurries out the door and catches up to B'Cal
<Alea> but what about her cold, Snake?
* Bcal finds the police station and goes up the steps
<Alea> Lin...why don't we see what we've got in the cabinets for the cold
<Alea> I can tell you Svan is doing fine, by the way
<Lin> Oh, thank goodness. He seemed like such a nice man.
<Alea> we gave him a small sedative to help him rest
<Alea> I'm sure he'll be ready for visitors tomorrow
* Bcal goes inside to report the "crime" as well as tip off what is going on
* wisesnake is still with B'cal
* Bcal glares at Snake
<Bcal> I told you to stay the shenned away from me...
* wisesnake patiently ignores B'cal's words
* Bcal head is pounding as well as rest of her body...driving any Sime nearby crazy
<wisesnake> You should be in bed, by the way.
<Bcal> go to the devil
* Bcal adds a very descriptive route on which to take in Simelan
* wisesnake shakes her head, embarassed for B'cal's public display
* Bcal looks around for help
<Bcal> you! You there
* Bcal thinking of the one that doesn't look much above scum level
<wisesnake> Now this, could get ugly [under her breath]
<sergeant> [the desk sergeant looks up, already inclined to be not helpful from being addressed so rudely.]
* wisesnake hopes both Gens live through the experience
<sergeant> Whaddya want, lady?
<Bcal> I have a complaint I wish to register
<Bcal> immediately
* Bcal glares at the Sergeant
<sergeant> So take a number and sit down wid the rest of 'em.
<Bcal> incompetent [mutters] fat and lazy
<Bcal> I don't think so
<Bcal> you find me someone NOW who I can talk to
<Bcal> I walked down here in this condition and I expect you to take that into consideration
<Bcal> unless you want me blaring my condition to any Sime who might walk through
<Bcal> causing headaches, among other problems
* wisesnake waits patiently, standing as near as she can bear to, not looking at the Sergeant
<Bcal> you have about five second sbefore I go looking for someone to complain to
<seargent> Lady, it might have escaped your notice, but we got serious crimes to take care of here. We can't drop everything for every idiot who hasn't got sense enough to stay out of dark alleys.
* Bcal looks at Sgts name tag making a note of it
<Bcal> if that's the way you want it
* Bcal looks past Sgt. deciding which hall to head down to get the fastest response
* Bcal glances back at Snake
<Bcal> Go away [hisses it]
<wisesnake> B'cal, I don't think you're completely rational right now... [patience tinged with a touch of nervousness]
<wisesnake> Maybe you should come back to the Center and take a nice rest.
* Bcal looks up at the directory
<Bcal> ah...Tormer
<Bcal> Yes...sounds like a good name
* Bcal turns and starts down the hall
<Bcal> 125
* Bcal looking at door numbers
* wisesnake grimaces and sticks close to B'Cal's side
<wisesnake> B'cal, don't you think maybe we should go back now?
<Bcal> No, I don't
<Bcal> I don't make threats
<Bcal> I warned them if they didn't listen and dared touch me I'd make sure the police heard about their illegal drug activities
<Bcal> and they will
<Bcal> now
<Bcal> before they can hide it
* wisesnake shakes her head
<wisesnake> It's a lot more complicated than that, B'cal...
<wisesnake> We should discuss this first, come on...
<Bcal> no way
<Bcal> ah...here it is
<wisesnake> I really think you're going to regret this.....
* Bcal pounds on door...wincing in pain as she does
* wisesnake grits her teeth and dreads what is coming next
<wisesnake> Well all right, but don't say I didn't warn you.
<Tormer> Who is it?
* Bcal pushes open the door and goes in
* wisesnake sighs, looks heavenward, mouths a few words, then enters behind B'Cal
* Tormer looks up, and frowns when his visitor is not who he was expecting.
* wisesnake looks profoundly embarassed
<Bcal> I have come, Dectective Tormer, to file a complaint
* wisesnake doesn't meet Tormer's eyes
<Bcal> I'm from the Sime Center
<Tormer> The bathrooms are down the hall, and if you wish to consult with me on some other issue, you should make an appointment with the desk sergeant.
<Bcal> It's about assault and illegal activities in the dock distr...
<Bcal> That shendoni idiot you CALL a desk sergeant?
* Bcal sneers
<Tormer> Complaints should be filed with the desk sergeant.
<Bcal> well, that's fine...maybe I should just go to the Tecton and tell them what type of operations are running out of here
<Bcal> since it's obvious you don't want to hear about drug running in the warehouse district
* Tormer takes a second look at B'cal's disheviled Tecton uniform, and his interest in this case rises.
* wisesnake sighs, fidgets, wishes she were anywhere else
* Bcal seeing Tormer's interest B'cal smiles satisfied
<Bcal> well, it's about TIME you realize I have something to say to you
* wisesnake 's eyes travel to blank wall with a nail in the middle of it, but no picture
* wisesnake hastily removes her eyes from that, then can't help but notice a small hole in the ceiling which might have once housed a sprinkler head
* Bcal eases herself gingerly into one of the chairs
* wisesnake looks hastily back at the floor and keeps her eyes there
<Tormer> Ma'am, I am sorry if you have been victimized by a crime. If you wish us to help you, you will have to file a report with the desk sergeant. It's not dramatic, but there's no other way we can make sure that your complaint is investigated.
* Bcal narrows eyes in outrage
<Bcal> listen to me and listen good. I wasn't born yesterday. I know an evasive tactic when I see one. I've worked with the best of the Tecton and the worst [thinking of Sime Center]
* wisesnake sits in a chair by the door and waits, eyes studiously on the rug
<Bcal> you will either take my complaint right now...or I'll call the Tecton in, with a formal complaint against this office
<Bcal> and tie you people up in so much beaurocratic red tape that you won't ever get free.
<Bcal> Is that understood?
* wisesnake 's eyebrows twitch in time to B'Cal's demanding words
* Bcal straightens her Tecton uniform and tries to smooth her disheviled hair
* Bcal winces in pain
* Bcal glares at Snake
<Bcal> Are you STILL here you shendoini coward!
* wisesnake jumps
<Bcal> you made it clear earlier where you stand on loyalty
* wisesnake 's eyes dart hesitantly to Tormer's, then slide away
<wisesnake> B'Cal, this isn't the time. [embarassed]
<wisesnake> I think we should leave.
<Tormer> Ma'am, I realize that every crime seems overwhelming to its victim. However, if you will talk to the desk sergeant, he is really the best person to assist you in making your official complaint.
* Bcal temper sparks
* Bcal reaches across desk and grabs the pile of papers on Tormers desk and throws them at him
<Bcal> That is more important than reporting a crime?
<Bcal> You think so?
* Bcal picks up more papers and throws them in the air
<Bcal> FINE
* Bcal pushes herself to a standing position
<Bcal> don't say I didn't warn you
<Tormer> Control yourself, or I will make an official complaint of my own.
* Bcal sneers
<Bcal> oh, YOU can make a complaint, but you're too shendoni lazy to take mine
* Bcal goes toward the door
* Tormer 's eyes narrow, and he takes another good look at the Sime Center uniform.
<Bcal> for your information, drugs are being passed through Sticky's
<Bcal> illegal drugs
* Bcal gets to door and pauses
<Bcal> but I'm sure you already know
* Bcal growls low
<Bcal> what a WASTE
<Bcal> come on, traitor, I'll just make a call to the Tecton regional office when we get back to the Center
<Tormer> [mutters] Homicidal, female, Gen, and a Sime Center employee. It's got to be her.
* Bcal opens door and steps out
* Bcal starts down the hall
* wisesnake sighs and gets to her feet
<Bcal> idiots
<Bcal> all idiots
* wisesnake follows B'cal
<Bcal> why couldn't he have been Sime
<wisesnake> Uh, B'cal, I think we have a problem.
<Bcal> I would have slammed him
* Tormer follows B'cal into the hall and waves down two stalwart officers.
<Bcal> slammed him to a quivering mess
<Tormer> Nash, Beldon, stop that woman!
<Bcal> quiet, Farris traitor
* Tormer watches as Nash and Beldon grab B'cal's arms.
* Bcal looks at Snake, thinking they found her out and are going to arrest her
<Bcal> hey!
* wisesnake hesitates, then backs off
* Bcal looks at the two men, then at Tormer
<Bcal> what's the idea?
<Tormer> I have a warrant out for your arrest on a charge of assault and battery.
* Bcal trying to think who she might have assaulted
* Bcal can't think of anyone
<Tormer> It's a good think you messed up the papers on my desk and uncovered it, or I might not have make the connection.
<Bcal> let me guess...you're using those same drugs ... someone else it
<Bcal> uncovered what?
* wisesnake hangs back, tries to meet B'cal's eyes with a pleading "shut up!" look
* Bcal pulls against men
<Tormer> My good friend Mr. Tengstun was quite upset about that sprained ankle, and Mrs. Tengstun....
* Bcal looks confused
<Bcal> who?
* wisesnake thinks of Mrs. Tengstun and B'Cal in the same room at the same time and cringes
<Tormer> And don't bother to tell me that it must have been someone else, or that you weren't there, or that somebody else did it.
<Tormer> You can save that for the judge.
* Bcal looks at Snake
* wisesnake pleads with her eyes... "shut up!!!!"
<Bcal> you're to blame for this, aren't you...you...you FARRIS!
<Bcal> I'm gonna have your badge you slime pit slug
<Tormer> Book her, fellows. Here's the warrant.
* Tormer hands Nash the warrant.
<Bcal> you're being stupid. Do you realize that?
<Bcal> let me go!
* wisesnake begs with her eyes, makes shhhh!!!! gesture
* Bcal glares at Snake
* wisesnake throws up her hands
<Bcal> I shouldn't have expected better from you
<Bcal> You don't want a Donor...twice now...TWICE....[falls silent her fury evident]
* Tormer watches with satisfaction as Nash and Beldon ignore B'cal's objections with stoic patience and start walking her down the hall.
* wisesnake licks her lips, forces herself to remain where she is
<Bcal> you'll regret this you drug loving parasite
<Tormer> [to Snake] I can see she's going to be one of the difficult ones.
<wisesnake> I am so sorry. I tried to stop her from...
* wisesnake sighs
* Tormer shrugs.
* wisesnake tries to decide whether she should mention it's the wrong person, then realizes that would just mean having to deal with B'cal in person while trying to get Alea out of jail...
<Tormer> It happens.
<Tormer> At least I'll have the Tengstuns off my neck.
<wisesnake> I don't blame you there.
<wisesnake> So, uh, look, this is kind of a sticky situation for me on account of she's my Donor.
<wisesnake> What's the time frame here?
<Tormer> Well, things have been pretty busy around here. They can probably get her in front of the judge in four or five days.
<wisesnake> Ah. Will I... be able to visit her at all in the meantime?
<Tormer> If the judge decides the Tengstuns have a case, it will go to trial then.
<Tormer> Well, seeing that it's you, I think we might be able to work something out. Just let me know.
<wisesnake> Thank you. Can I have perhaps 5 minutes with her now, just to let her know what's going on?
<Tormer> Well, if you can wait until she's been booked? It will take about half an hour.
<wisesnake> No problem. No problem at all.
<wisesnake> Say... I heard a rumor the other day that had me curious.
<Tormer> What was that?
<wisesnake> Somebody was bragging around that they had a piece of canvas or something they claimed was lifted from your office. Supposed to be worth big bucks.
* Tormer shifts uncomfortably.
<Tormer> There are always rumors.
<wisesnake> [casually] I dunno, I thought, I owe you a few favors, I thought maybe I could pick it up for you.
<Tormer> Who did you say was bragging about this?
* Tarsh is sleeping
<wisesnake> Some guys down on the docks. You know the type... loud mouth, going to get it knocked off their face some time soon.
* Tarsh is having a nightmare. He tosses in bed, muttering and grimacing.
<Tormer> Well, if you get a solid lead on the...object, please let me know. In the mean time, you can wait for your friend in the conference room at the end of the hall.
* wisesnake nods
<wisesnake> Thank you.
* wisesnake goes to the conference room to wait
* Alea goes across the room and pours a cup of tea for Lin
* Alea comes back and hands the cup to Lin
* Alea motions toward the sofa
* Linn takes the cup and sits on the sofa.
<Linn> Thank you.
* Tarsh is sweating and his arms are tangled in the sheets.
<Alea> so, tell me, are you sure you don't want to have someone see to that cold?
* Linn puts the cup down, takes a tissue out of her purse, and blows her nose.
* Tarsh wakes up suddenly, panting and terrified.
* Alea sits her tea aside
<Alea> You know, perhaps a new worker here could help you, if that's the problem
<Linn> "See to it?"
* Jirelle brings her last donor to the lobby and returns his paperwork to the front desk.
<Alea> there is a gentle soul, Jirelle who would be more than adequate
<Jirelle> Thank you, and come again! [smiles]
<Alea> Jirelle?
* Jirelle goes over to Alea
<Jirelle> Yes, Alea?
* Linn looks at Jirelle nervously.
<Jirelle> [smiles at Linn]
<Alea> this dear friend is feeling a bit under the weather. Do you think you might help her?
* Jirelle is a young, meek channel with long brown hair and gold necklaces, who smells of incense
<Linn> No, really, I'll be fine.
* Tarsh goes into the bathroom and washes his face, breathing hard and whimpering.
<Alea> that's ridiculous...let Jirelle help you
<Jirelle> Are you sure? I really don't bite. [smiles encouragingly]
* Tarsh tries to zlin him self in the mirror, which doesn't work.
* Alea reaches out and gently rubs Lin's arm
* Linn sneezes
<Jirelle> Oh, dear.
<Linn> It's just a cold. Half the town is sniffling.
<Alea> we can fix you right up
<Jirelle> Well, if that's how you feel...
* Alea looks seriously at Linn
<Alea> I think you should tell us what's really bothering you here
* Jirelle sits down
* Tarsh turns towards the door and fumbles for the light switch for several seconds.
* Alea rises and goes to get another cup of tea for Jirelle
* Linn moves slightly farther away from Jirelle.
<Linn> Look, I just came here because Mirk wanted to know how Svan was doing.
* Alea sees the movement and has her fears confirmed...brings tea back to Jirelle
<Linn> I didn't want him to try to make the trip himself.
<Jirelle> thank you [takes tea]
* Alea stands behind Jirelle and listens
* Jirelle thinks wow! A 1st order Donor
* Jirelle is very aware of Alea at her back
* Tarsh looks ghastly.
* Linn sips nervously at her tea to occupy her hands.
* Tarsh gets into the shower.
<Jirelle> Well, are you sure there isn't anything else we can do for you while you're here?
* Jirelle drinks her tea
* Linn reaches into her purse and withdraws a crumpled but carefully folded piece of paper.
<Linn> If you could give Svan this picture from Mirk when he wakes up?
* Jirelle smiles
<Jirelle> Why certainly! [tenderly]
* Jirelle reaches out and takes the paper from Linn
* Linn starts as a tentacle accidentally brushes her hand.
* Jirelle blushes and withdraws her hand, holds the paper in her lap
* Alea frowns at telling action
* Alea worried that Snake has done something this time that might not be undone
<Alea> Lin, when will you be back in to donate?
* Jirelle listens attentively
* Linn stiffens, and her eyes widen just a bit as she counts the days.
* Alea studies Lin carefully for signs of her fear
* Parnul shuffles into the lobby holding onto the wall.
<Linn> Donate....? It's been what, two weeks?
<Alea> two more weeks
* Parnul is wearing one of those embarassing SC gowns.
<Alea> I'd like you to come talke to us as much as possible between now and then
* Alea moves over toward Parnul
* Alea looking at Linn
<Alea> is that understood
* Linn swallows.
* Alea grabs Parnul's arm and motions to Jirelle
<Parnul> ~~pain from wounds~~
* Jirelle jumps up to assist Parnul
<Alea> what are you doing up?
* Parnul gasps "Have to get myself going again."
* Linn relaxes in ill-concealed relief as Jirelle's attention is diverted.
* Alea passes him off to Jirelle
<Alea> get him back to bed
* Alea to Parnul
* Jirelle supports Parnul
<Alea> you'll get up and around when we decide it's necessary
<Jirelle> Would you like me to help you back to your bed?
* Jirelle steers Parnul gently toward his treatment room
* Alea turns back to Linn
<Alea> tell me Linn, why are you so frightened of donations?
* Parnul thinks a bit but is swayed by Alea's field. "OK.
<Parnul> "I've gotten some exercise, anyway."
* Jirelle assists him
* Parnul shuffles back.
<Jirelle> You can get some more exercise tomorrow, how about that?
* Linn blows her nose again.
<Parnul> "All right."
* Alea slides over next to Linn and slips an arm around her
<Alea> you know, it's not as bad as you think
<Linn> Look, it may be hard for someone like you to understand, but some of us didn't grow up with Simes.
<Alea> yes, I suppose it is.
<Alea> perhaps though, if you come here daily, get a feel of the Center, that will help to get rid of your fear
<Alea> Snake is really a...good ... person....
* Tarsh comes out of the shower, drying off.
* JonDrake sits up in bed.
<Linn> Thank you for the offer, but I'm afraid I haven't the time. Not if I'm going to use the information I'm buying from your friend Snake to actually help my students.
<Linn> And I have Alice to look after, as well.
* Alea stiffens at reminder of Snake's deal
<Alea> yes, I suppose you do
* Alea removes her arm from Lin
<Linn> I managed to convince her that Snake's visit the other day was a dream, but if she ever finds out it wasn't...
* Alea sighs
* Tarsh sits down heavily on the bed. He sits looking at his Tecton uniform on the chair.
<Alea> Alice?
<Linn> Her parents were followers of Morton Hufflinger.
* Alea nods absently wondering what Snake was doing around Alice
<Linn> Look, you really must make sure that Snake and the other channels stay away from Alice.
* Alea studies Linn
<Alea> I'll do my best, Linn
<Linn> Hufflinger taught that it was an unforgivable sin to have any contact with Simes.
<Alea> it is Alice's right....
<Linn> Alice is very devout. If she learns that Snake came to work on her...
<Linn> Well, she might just finish what Tarra started, from the shame.
<Alea> I'll tell you what...why don't we go check on Svan now?
<Alea> I bet he's waking up from his sedation
* Linn takes a final sip of the tea and stands up.
* Alea starts downt he hall
* Svan opens his eyes groggily...
* Alea opens door and steps back
<Alea> before you go in, Linn
<Alea> I want you to remember something...
* Tarsh goes out into the bright autumn sun and walks toward the Sime Center.
<Alea> when you look at Svan, think that it was a channel who saved his life
* Alea leaves Linn to Svan
* Svan is very sore for some reason.
* Alea goes back to the lobby
* Svan wonders where he is.
* Svan looks around.
* Linn goes over to the bed.
<Linn> Svan?
* Alea picks up the dishes left laying around
<Svan> Linn?
<Svan> Where am I?
* wisesnake waits patiently for about an hour, then finally receives permission to see B'cal for a few minutes.
* Bcal comes in, battered and bruised and her nager screaming her anger and fear
* wisesnake follows the guards into the small, divided visiting chamber
<Linn> In the Sime Center. You were brought here after they pulled you out of the hole.
* Bcal sees Snake on the other side
<wisesnake> Hello, B'cal...
<Linn> Do you remember?
* Alea puts the dishes into the sink
<Bcal> what are YOU doing here still
<Bcal> didn't I tell you to leave me alone you Farris reprobate
<Svan> Not really, I seem to remember being in an old building...
* Alea sighs and goes to look out the window, truely worried about Linn
<wisesnake> They said I could have five minutes to let you know what is going on.
* Tarsh comes into the lobby, zlinning around nervously.
<Bcal> like I'm going to believe you, you coward
* Alea sees Tarsh
<Linn> Yes, you were with my student, Mirk. He'd run away from home, and you were trying to take him back.
* wisesnake 's sensitive lips twitch, defining several different emotions before settling on puzzlement
<wisesnake> Don't you want to know what is going to happen to you?
* Tarsh looks at the walls for Alea's art.
* Bcal shrugs "Say what you want to say and then get out of my sight."
<Linn> You fell through the floor in the old warehouse.
<Alea> Tarsh?
* Svan thinks a moment...
<Svan> Oh...Yeah....
<wisesnake> I think it is a case of mistaken identity.
* Bcal snorts
<Bcal> Like I didn't know that
* wisesnake thinks the best way to rephrase this
<Svan> How is Mirk? Is he ok?
* Tarsh notices Alea. His face lights up.
<Tarsh> "Alea!"
<wisesnake> They think you are Alea.
* Alea nods, a bit worried, wondering just what is the matter
* Tarsh runs over to her and hugs her hard.
<Alea> Hello Tarsh
* Alea groans
* Bcal eyes narrow
<Bcal> that little...that...her!
* Bcal fury simmers up
* Tarsh lets go suddenly. "I'm sorry!"
<Bcal> how could they mistake me for HER
* Alea smiles
<Linn> Mirk is fine. He's been worried about you, though.
<Alea> that's okay
<Alea> I've told you before to stop apologizing for hugging me
<Tarsh> "I'm s-*"
* Alea covers his mouth with a warning smile
* Tarsh kisses Alea.
<Linn> He asked me to come and see how you are doing.
<wisesnake> Well, the warrant for her has to do with assault... I guess their mistake was in thinking Alea attacked someone out of agression...
* Alea surpised, but delighted
<Bcal> that little Gen?
<Bcal> huh
<Bcal> I doubt she has the backbone to defend herself
<wisesnake> Actually she sort of pushed someone down the front steps of the Center... it was clumsiness more than anything else. Alea is basically harmless.
<Bcal> well, I'll set that Tormer straight immediately
<Svan> Well, I'm mighty sore...
* Bcal smirks at Snake's description of Alea
* Bcal then winces at the pain it causes her face
<wisesnake> I was going to suggest something more along the lines of... you know, trying to stay calm and let us work to get you out of the situation.
<Bcal> you know, you could have mentioned to that slug that I wasn't Alea
<Linn> I'd imagine you are. You had quite a fall.
<Bcal> Yeah, like you helped work me out of the other situation
<Alea> Tarsh, you look tired. Are you feeling okay?
* wisesnake grimaces. That other situation was between you and BugLumps, not me.
<Bcal> yeah, like anything should come between a Donor and a channel
<Bcal> I'll remember that next time
<Svan> I hurt all over.
<wisesnake> And this one was between yourself and Tormer. You could have just filed a report the regular way, instead of demanding special privilege right out of the blue.
* Tarsh seems about to say something, but instead picks up Alea and spins around with her.
* Svan looks down.
* Alea laughs in delight wondering what has Tarsh in such a good mood
<Svan> I think my leg is broken.
* wisesnake shakes her head
<Bcal> don't you worry about me!
<Bcal> I'll be fine
<Svan> I'm glad Mirk is ok. He's decided to go back home?
<Bcal> I learned today not to depend on you for anything
<Bcal> as a matter of fact, why don't you just get out of my sight now
* wisesnake looks at B'Cal, an indefinable look in her eyes
* Tarsh puts her down. "Oh, I didn't sleep that well, but it's nothing."
<Linn> Yes. And he sent along a get-well card for you. Hajene Jirelle has it.
* Svan brightens, then frowns a little.
* Alea relieved...then studies him and wonders if it has to do with need. Deciding it's not her business she shrugs
<Alea> they came and put the new locks on the medicine cabinets
<Svan> I would like to see it [he says hopefully]
<Alea> said they'd be out to finish tomorrow
<Linn> Should I ask someone to get it for you?
* Bcal anger is beginning to fade leaving only pain, dillusionment and fear
<Svan> yes, please.
<Tarsh> <Alea can tell Tarsh's need is progressing normally>
<wisesnake> B'cal, I wish you could see that, when you are not scaring me senseless, I care about you as much as I've cared for any other Donor.
<Bcal> go on, Snake...just go...
* Svan tries to sit up. Groans, then lays back down...
<Alea> it's just need. You'll be find
<Alea> fine
<Linn> I'll do that, then. Why don't you rest for a few minutes, and I'll find someone to help you.
* Alea projects soothing nager, engaging his field
<Tarsh> "Oh good. Faster than I expected. Have to make sure the purchase order gets put through first.
* wisesnake stands up, thinking what a waste of time... sit around for an hour for a chance to get told to piss off
<Svan> Thank you. I'm glad you came in to see me. :-)
* Bcal stands and hobbles back to the door, refusing to look around to the person she feels betrayed her trust
* wisesnake shrugs, figuring B'cal is just like the others... doesn't care about Snake, just cares about her own agenda
* wisesnake leaves
* Tarsh relaxes under Alea's field. "ahhh."
<Linn> Linn leaves the treatment room and returns to the lobby.
* wisesnake leaves the Police Station
<Alea> feel better?
* wisesnake trudges back to the Sime Center
* wisesnake trudges through the lobby looking tired
* Alea sees Snake
<Alea> Snake?
* Alea worry evident
* Tarsh smiles with his eyes closed. "yes, much."
<Veraik> [upon waking] [Veriak selyn systems contracted in a painful cramp.] Ahh.. [panting as the next cramp struck]
* Svan lays back and closes his eyes. He falls asleep moments later...
<wisesnake> Oh, hi, Alea.
<wisesnake> [depressed]
<Alea> are you okay?
<Alea> where is Bcal?
<wisesnake> She's, uh, it's a long story.
* Linn pauses at the bathroom.
* Veraik thrashing around in bed.
* Alea reaches out and touches Tarsh to keep contact while studying Snake
<Alea> we have time
* Tarsh stiffens at the sound of Snake's voice and looks around, but then relaxes.
* wisesnake glances at Tarsh, curious despite her own problems
* Veraik pants as he tries to straighten his fluxing systems.
<Veraik> [The pain is almost gone.]
<Veraik> Veraik looks around but sees nothing.
<Alea> Snake?
<wisesnake> Can I talk to you privately, Alea?
* Alea glances at Tarsh
<Alea> you going to be okay?
<Tarsh> "Yeah, I'm fine."
* Alea studies him for a long moment, hesitant, then nods
* Alea follows Snake
* wisesnake goes into Alea's office
<Alea> Alea pushes the door closed
<Alea> what is it?
* wisesnake reaches out and locks the door, then sits down in one of the chairs
* Tarsh smiles at her. "I'm fine really. Have you eaten today?"
* Alea worried, clasping hands, trying to figure out what would put Snake in such a mood
* wisesnake sighs, massages her forehead with the fingers and tentacles of one hand, and tries to decide where to begin.
<wisesnake> Uh, Alea...
* Veraik steps into the shower and allows the warm water soothe his aching muscles.
<Alea> yes?
<wisesnake> Do you remember that time you made a teensy weensy mistake and kind of accidentally pushed Mr. Tengstun down the front steps?
* Alea wary at that being brought up
<Alea> yes?
* Linn emerges from the bathroom and looks around the lobby.
<wisesnake> Well, I guess they had some kind of warrant out for your arrest on that subject, that hadn't been carried out yet, that was kind of hanging around at the police station on Tormer's desk.
* Alea sinks down to the couch
<Alea> my ARREST!
<wisesnake> Yeah, for assault.
<Alea> assault [whispered]
<Veraik> [He breaths hard but each breath becomes easier. He stretches his handling tentacles and allows the light pounding of water to beat its way to tranquility.]
<Alea> well, what has that got to do with anything?
* wisesnake pauses, trying to think out the next part
<Alea> Oh heavens, assault!
<wisesnake> Well, this morning B'cal insisted that she follow me around on all my errands.
* Alea trembles at the thought of jail
* Alea absently Alea nods
<wisesnake> You know, my personal business... she was very forceful about it.
<Alea> of course. A Donor should stay with her Channel
<wisesnake> I don't think she really understood what she was asking to do, and I know she didn't understand how to handle herself in those situations.
<wisesnake> I mean, I know that NOW.
<Veraik> Finally, Veraik steps from the shower, dries off then dresses in his Tecton tunic.
<Alea> well?
<Alea> what does this all have to do with Bcal?
* Linn sees that the only person in the lobby is a stranger--a Sime stranger.
<Veraik> Just before he leaves, he gives up and downs a dose of fosebine and hopes that no one will notice or zlin his condition.
* Tarsh nods to Linn. "Morning Miz ...?"
<wisesnake> She... how can I describe it... she sort of raised a scene in front of some bad people...the wrong people... and they roughed her up a little.
* Linn 's sense of duty gets the better of her and she approaches Tarsh, stopping at about four times the normal conversational distance.
* Alea stands
<Alea> Is she okay?
* Tarsh zlins Linn nervous and makes sure to keep his tentacles in.
<wisesnake> I brought her back here, and I tried to get her to calm down, but she was all for going and reporting it to the police.
<Veraik> Straightening his tunic, Veraik steps from his door.
<wisesnake> Yeah she's bruised up and stuff, but I think it was her.. uh.. sense of honor that took the most damage.
* Veraik goes to the lobby. "Hello Tarsh."
<Linn> Haskins. Linn Haskins. I was just visiting Svan down the hall.
<Alea> please, Snake, just tell me what you're trying to tell me.
<wisesnake> I did some healing work on her before she took off.
<Alea> where is Bcal?
* wisesnake begins to get tense
<wisesnake> I'm telling you. Stop pushing me.
<Alea> took off where? You mean she LEFT Bender Cove
* Linn steps cautiously a bit further away from Veraik.
* Alea takes a deep breath, trying to calm down
<Alea> I'm sorry, Snake. Go right ahead
<wisesnake> Listen to my words, Alea. I told you she wanted to report it to the police.
<Veraik> Ms Haskins. Glad you have come. Can I help you?
<Alea> yes?
<Tarsh> "The stabbing victim?"
<wisesnake> So she went down to the police station, and I followed her hoping I could keep her out of trouble...
<wisesnake> I should have known better, considering how much luck I had this morning.
* Alea nods
* Alea confused
<Linn> No, the boy whom Snake rescued from the warehouse yesterday?
<Tarsh> "Good Morning Hajene Veriak."
<Alea> she's down there filing a report?
<wisesnake> When the front desk seargent wasn't, um, responsive enough, quickly enough, she marched through the building until she found Tormer.
* Alea sinks back down and groans
<Alea> oh, I bet that just went over peachy
<Veraik> Oh yes. I trust he is doing well. I haven't been on rounds yet this morning.
<wisesnake> She got in his face and started screaming and throwing papers, and yelling Tecton authorities and all.
<Linn> He's not feeling very good at the moment. Perhaps somebody could go look after him?
* Alea thinks this sounds like the Veraik incident
<Tarsh> "Oh." [nods] "How is he doing?"
<Alea> has she calmed down yet?
<wisesnake> Somehow, and I'm still not sure if this was accidentally or on purpose, they, uh, thought she was you and, uh, arrested her on your warrant.
<Alea> Tormer has a way of doing that
<Alea> what!
* Alea stands up shocked
<wisesnake> I know, I know.
<Alea> oh shen. Oh Shen!
* Alea sinks down then stands back up
<wisesnake> I had no idea what to do. If I told them she wasn't you, they'd just come here and arrest you.
<Alea> didn't you correct them
<Veraik> Well, perhaps I will go check on him.
* Alea starts to pace
<Alea> well you can't just LEAVE her there
<Veraik> Tarsh. Do you have anything for me before I leave?
<Linn> Thank you. And one more thing...
* Linn pauses to sneeze.
<wisesnake> Alea, sit down. Please, stay calm.
* Alea geos to the door and unlocks it, heading out into the lobby. "Stay calm?"
* Alea paces back to the door and looks in
<Alea> Stay calm?
<Veraik> Veraik zlins Linn.
* Alea turns back toward the lobby
<Alea> You left a Donor in Tormer's hands
<Tarsh> "Just the purchase order for the new lock work, but it isn't quite ready yet."
<Alea> A Sime Center Donor
<Veraik> Linn, why don't you let me heal your cold?
<Veraik> It will only take a moment.
<Linn> Hajene Jirelle has a get-well card from my student Mirk, the boy who was rescued with Svan? Could you see that he gets it?
* Alea crosses the lobby toward the door
* wisesnake sinks further into the very uncomfortable chair, thinking these people all deserve each other
<Veraik> Then you want spread all your germs.
<Veraik> Of course I can.
* Linn is now convinced that EVERY channel is a member of a conspiracy to get their slimy tentacles over her.
<Veraik> want - won't
<Tarsh> "Alea? What is wrong?"
* Alea pauses and turns
* Veraik zlins Linn's fluxing nager and sighs.
* Alea paces toward Tarsh, pauses and turns back toward the door, then pauses
<Alea> Shen
<Alea> Bcal is in jail
<Alea> She's there because of me.
* Tarsh laughs long and loud.
* Alea looks incredulous at Tarsh
* wisesnake gets up out of the chair and leaves Alea's office, heading toward the rear of the building
* Alea ,after a moment, spins back to the door to leave
* Veraik steps to Linn. "Do you really want all your students to get your cold?"
* Linn wonders what the joke was, since the conversation was in Simelan.
* wisesnake stops at a storeroom long enough to ditch the Tecton uniform and put on some real clothes from her stash
* Linn backs away from Veraik.
<Tarsh> "You? Nonsense. She probably just was her usual charming self and the police arrested her as a public safety issue."
<Linn> It's just a cold. Hardly life-threatening.
<Alea> yeah, right. When it was on MY warrent for arrest she was put in for!
* Alea opens the door and starts out
<Veraik> [in Simelan] Tarsh, speak Genlan, You're frightening her.
<Tarsh> "Warrant? You? What for?"
* Tarsh looks concerned now.
* wisesnake slips out the back door, and strides restlessly into the Fall air, head down, tries to rid her head of the crazy things happening
* Alea pauses halfaway out the door
* wisesnake heads Uptown
<Alea> Assault
<Alea> now please...I have to go
* Alea turns back to the door
<Tarsh> [Genlan] `Sorry, Miz Haskins, just a bit of poetic justice.`
<Veraik> "Fine Linn but I'm afraid that all your students will have it the next time you see them.
<Linn> They already do. Where do you think I got it?
* Tarsh rushes after Alea. "where are you going?"
<Alea> down to the police station to get Bcal out of jail
<Veraik> Of course. Very well.
<Veraik> But if you decide, the Center can come to your school and heal all the students.
<Tarsh> "Don't be ridiculous. I can get you out of town. Come on."
<Alea> what?
<Veraik> If they are healthy, they will be able to learn faster.
<Alea> out of town?
<Alea> why?
<Linn> If I tried that, their parents would have me fired within a week.
<Tarsh> "I'm not letting Tormer get his tentacles on you."
<Alea> but Tarsh, I can't just leave Bcal there
<Tarsh> "metaphorically or otherwise."
<Veraik> Oh Sorry to hear that.
<Alea> Snake said she had been injured and then thrown in jail
<Alea> it's only a mix-up. I mean, the warrant has to be a mix-up too. I'm sure it can be explained away
<Veraik> [tentacle rubbing forehead] Well, if I can't help you, perhaps I should go to your young friend.
<Linn> Please do. I'll be fine, really.
<Tarsh> "Why not. Good for her. Besides, she'll have chewed a hole through the concrete by now..."
<Alea> I mean, assault when the old man fell down the stairs...[surprise widens her eyes]
* Alea reins in her worry and concentrates on Tarsh
<Alea> you don't mean that.
* Veraik waves a tentacle at her and heads towards the infirmary.
* Linn hurries out of the Sime Center, glad to escape the chaos--and the seemingly endless parade of channels who are DETERMINED to get their tentacles on her, two weeks early.
<Tarsh> "Alea, This is Tormer we are talking about here. We still have finished fixing up from his last visit. And you are more important."
* Alea smiles at Tarsh's words, but her eyes show her concern
* Veraik stops in the middle of the hall and doubles over in pain.
<Alea> I'll tell you what. I can't just leave Bcal in there. But if you insist, I'll go back and present this to hajene Veraik
<Tarsh> "You know she was ripping your art off the walls again yesterday. Then ordered me to do it."
<Veraik> After a couple of minutes, the pain has eased and he continues on his way.
<Tarsh> "Ok that sounds good."
<Alea> That was someone else's paintings, not mine. Tarsh. I'm not letting Bcal take the blame for this. We'll work it out. Now, either you let me go to the station, or I go back... [sighs] good
<Alea> we should hurry. I don't want that poor woman left in there very long
* Tarsh doesn't like Veriak, but knows he wants Alea too, so he won't let Tormer have her.
* Alea feels guilty
* Alea heads back up the stairs
* Veraik decides to go to the garden to get some air.
<Tarsh> "Come down and tell me what he says, I'll be here."
* Alea nods
* Alea searches for vearik
* Alea finally finds him in the garden
* Tarsh goes to the phone and dials.
* Veraik sits on a bench.
* Alea goes over to bench
<Alea> Veraik
* Alea slides onto the bench by him
<Veraik> Hi Alea.
<Alea> we've got a problem
* Veraik engages her nager and meshes it with his own.
<Veraik> oh?
<Tarsh> "Tan? Who was that lawyer? The one who helped you on that ... uh ... misunderstanding. Is he any good?"
* Alea sighs, trying to calm down
<Alea> yeah, look, one of Snake's many business deals went crazy or something
<Alea> Evidently Bcal was injured and she went to file a complaint, but they arrested her thinking SHE was Me.
* Alea trembles
* Veraik looks and zlins Alea. "Oh really. Tell me about it."
<Alea> They have a warrant out for me!
* Alea shudders
<Alea> oh this is such a mess
* Veraik barely suppresses shudder from Alea's trembling.
* Alea forces her emotions back
<Veraik> Yes, I know about the warrant.
<Alea> I can't leave Bcal there
* Alea shocked
<Alea> you know
<Alea> I didn't know
<Alea> We've got to get Bcal out of there.
<Veraik> I knew. [smiles gently]
<Tarsh> "Yeah. What is his number? Ok. Ok. No, not for me. I've got a Gen friend in trouble. No, not that kind. Better really. She ... never mind that now."
* Veraik thinks about it.
<Alea> She's Snake's Donor. Snake needs her. And she's there because of a mixup...[trails off]
* Alea stands and begins to pace
<Tarsh> "Thanks."
<Veraik> And.....you are feeling guilty about the mix-up.
<Alea> Tarsh insisted I not go down there so I agreed to ask your advice before I go....Well, of course I am
* Tarsh hangs up and immediately dials again.
<Veraik> ALEA! Please! Sit down.
* Alea jumps
* Alea swallows then nods
<Veraik> Go there.
<Alea> of course, hajene
* Veraik recoils.
<Veraik> No. you can not.
* Alea stands
<Veraik> I'll handle it.
<Alea> My thoughts exactly. Go there
* Alea pauses
<Alea> no. No. I can't ask you to handle it....[pauses]How will you handle it?
<Veraik> Alea. Please SIT...DOWN....
* Alea drops back down
<Alea> yes, hajene
* Veraik readjusts the ambient.
<Veraik> Look. You can't go. You have to think about the baby.
* Alea 's face widens as she suddenly remembers then crumples
<Alea> but...I can't leave her there
<Veraik> BCal....being BCal....probably aggrivated the situation.
* Alea takes a deep breath <Alea> of course, hajene. But Snake said she's injured. Go inside and ask her if you don't believe me
<Veraik> YOU...don't have to leave her there.
<Alea> that's what I said
* Alea stands
<Alea> I'll go down there right now and see that she gets out
<Veraik> **I** will handle the situation and then when she returns to the Center, you are deal with what happened then.
<Veraik> ALEA!!!
<Alea> What!
* Alea turns back to Veraik
<Veraik> Come back!!!
<Veraik> I don't want to leaving the Center.
<Alea> but....
* Veraik takes Alea's arm and goes inside the Center.
* Alea follows veraik
* Veraik leads Alea to the lobby.
<Veraik> Tarsh?
* Tarsh is still talking on the Phone and scribbling.
* Tarsh looks up "Yes Hajene?"
* Veraik waits with very little patience.
* Tarsh zlins Alea, trying to discern if Veraik has made her see reason.
* Veraik hands Alea to him. "Take care of her and don't let her out of your sight until I get BCal back."
<Alea> but...but...
* Alea looks outraged at Veraik's high handedness
<Tarsh> "Yes Hajene."
<Veraik> No but Alea. Behave yourself.
<Tarsh> "Oh Hajene ..." [tears off note] "Here's a good lawyers name and number."
* Veraik takes info. "Thank you."
* Veraik disappears down hall to office.
* Tarsh mutters "Who wants her back?"
* Alea sighs and sinks back aginst the desk
<Alea> we might not want her back, Tarsh. But I don't want her blamed for something I did either
* Veraik almost gets to office and doubles over in pain.
* Alea sees Veraik
<Alea> Veraik!
* Tarsh stands up and starts rubbing Alea's shoulders.
* Veraik hears someone coming, straightens up, and disappears into his office.
* Alea watches him disappear in his office and thinks she imagined what she saw
* Tarsh zlins Veriak's pain. "What?"
* Veraik locks office and goes behind desk.
<Alea> I thought...[shakes head]
<Alea> what a mess
<Alea> how is Snake? Is she in the infirmary?
<Alea> I didn't know how she would handle losing her Donor like this
<Tarsh> "yeah. Don't worry, will take care of you both."
* Veraik dials the number that Tarsh provided.
<Alea> man, what a mess.
<Tarsh> "I don't know where Snake is. She was here before."
* Tarsh realizes that he messed up, because a lawyer that represents Bcal may not be able to represent Alea.
<Veraik> "Yes.... and don't forget...her name is BCal. She's not a pleasant person to be around but she still doesn't deserve to be in jail."
<Alea> well, maybe I'll just go for a walk, you know, cool off
<Alea> you certainly don't need me hanging around here while you're working, tarsh
<Tarsh> "A great idea."
<Tarsh> "I've been ordered by my controller to protect you. I am working."
* Alea disgusted
<Alea> yeah, but really, maybe I could just go on a walk by myself.
* Tarsh jokes. "The recruiter never told me about this part of the job, but I love it."
<Veraik> Fine....That's fine. I understand the costs. Snake and I will meet you there as soon as we can.
* Veraik leaves office, goes to Snake's office, then signals here.
<gone> [door is unlocked]
<gone> [no answer]
* Veraik signals office again.
* Veraik opens the door and zlins inside.
<gone> [you see a paperweight lying in two halves on the desk. nobody is there.]
<Tarsh> "You wouldn't be alone at the police station. That's where you'd go, right?"
* Tarsh zlins for truth.
* Veraik goes to her desk and picks up a paperweight which is broken.
* Alea tries to look innocent
<gone> [it was made to unscrew... there is an empty hollow inside]
* Veraik comtemplates the paperweight halves then notices an empty hollow.
<gone> [something valuable may have once been hidden in there]
<Alea> well, maybe just for a bit....
* Alea sighs and runs a hand through her hair
<gone> [or maybe just paperclips]
<Tarsh> "Donor Farris, I'm afraid that the Controller was specific that he wanted you to stay here until he brings Donor Bcal back. A Donor should be on duty here."
* Tarsh takes refuge in regs, as usual.
* Alea scowls at Tarsh...thinking how he always quotes rules
* Alea then she softens thinking that's just Tarsh
<Alea> oh, very well
* Alea begins to pace
* Veraik brushes the emptiness with a tentacle, trying to zlin anything inside which would give a clue to what had been there before.
* Tarsh looks less worried. "Thank You Alea."
<gone> [whatever it was, it's gone now]
* Alea realizing she is being a jerk toward the people here, she stops and forces her nager calm
<Alea> Forgive me, Tarsh.
<Veraik> Finally, he places the halves back on her desk and looks around.
* Alea sinks wearily into a chair
<Tarsh> "Done."
<gone> [there is little else in the office after the makeover it was given]
* Tarsh moves over to rub her shoulders again.
* Alea sighs in pleasure
<Veraik> Using a tentacle, he lifts one of her tunics which had been tossed over the arm of a chair.
* Veraik leaves the office and goes to the garden.
<Alea> how long do you think it'll take Hajene to get B'cal out of jail
<Veraik> [The garden is as peaceful as it was before but Snake is nowhere to be seen.]
* Veraik sighs and goes to the infirmary.
<Veraik> Have you seen Snake?
<Veraik> No Hajene.
<Tarsh> "It shouldn't be too long That lawyer is a wizard with trumped up cases. He ..."
<Alea> Do you think, I mean, since this was a mix-up, when they release her...do you think they're going to want...well, I mean, the warrant is for me.
<Tarsh> "And she isn't you. Thank God."
<Tarsh> "All he has to do is prove that."
* Tarsh thinks that Bcal will no doubt squeal on Alea and looks grave. Fortunately he is behind Alea so she can't see.
* Alea sighs
<Tarsh> [joking] "Unless Snake says she *is* just to get some privacy."
<Alea> Oh well....
* Alea stomach rumbles
<Alea> I think I'll get me some tea. Want some
<Tarsh> "yes, that sounds wonderful."
* Tarsh comes around and offers Alea his arm.
* Alea takes his arm
<Tarsh> [fake accent] "This way Modom."
* Alea laughs
* Alea goes down the hall to the kitchen
<Alea> I promise not to eat anything today
<Alea> just the tea
<Tarsh> "Is that wise? You're eating f-* ... too little lately."
<Tarsh> "Don't tell me you are in need too!"
* Alea laughs thinking if he only knew
<Alea> no. I, um...[shrugs] I'm not very hungry
* Alea good mood flees as she wonders how to tell Tarsh that she is pregnant
* Alea goes and pours to cups of tea, brining some toast as well as cups back to table
* Tarsh kicks himself for almost letting Alea find out he has been talking about her behind her back.
<Veraik> Veraik sighs and heads out of the Center.
* Tarsh thanks Alea for the tea.
<Veraik> Just before Veraik leaves the grounds, he ducks behind a tree and doubles over a pain.
<Alea> eat some toast too
* Alea pushes plate toward him
<Veraik> Argh!!!! [pants] ~~~~ The entran attacks are coming closer together.~~~~
<Alea> it's not good for you to skip so many meals
<Veraik> Finally Veraik emerges and walks towards the police station, wishing all the way that Snake was around the handle the lawyer.
* Trude has replaced the other sergeant at the front desk
* Tarsh sips at the tea and nibbles at the toast.
* Alea sips her tea
* Trude is a big, mean looking, female Gen cop with a butch haircut
* Alea yawns
<Tarsh> "Did you require a nap?"
* Alea blinks
<Alea> no, but I do think I'll let you get back to work and go enjoy the garden
* Tarsh yawns.
<Alea> unless you were planning on taking a nap with me
* Alea smiles knowing Tarsh is past turnover
<Tarsh> "That might be a good idea. I really didn't sleep well last night."
* Alea concerned suddenly she studies him again
<Alea> well, to be honest, I am lagging a bit.
* Alea thinking she was right to worry about him after all...sees the dark circles now under his eys
<Tarsh> "if you trust me not to try anything, that is." [grins]
* Trude blinks small, protruding bright blue eyes at Veraik as he enters
<Alea> come on, let's go get some rest, I'll make sure you have no need mares while we rest
* Alea dimples at his words
<Tarsh> "You talked me into it.
* Alea stands and holds out hand tiredly to Tarsh
* Veraik walks to desk. Hello. I won't like to know if.....[looks at paper]...a lawyer named Montgomery has arrived?
* Trude blinks small, protruding bright blue eyes at Veraik as she ponders the question.
* Tarsh stands and takes alea's hand.
<Tarsh> "My place or yours? I've got a room in the SC, but I never use it."
<Alea> yours. Mine is a mess
* Trude slowly replies, "I'll have to look at the official sign in register."
* Trude gets off her chair
* Trude walks to the other end of the long counter and turns a big open book around to face her
<Trude> "Now let's see."
<Trude> "This is the, the 26th."
* Tarsh leads to a room down at the end of the residential wing.
* Trude moistens her finger and thumb with her tongue and grasps the pages, turning them one by one.
* Tarsh opens the door.
* Veraik waits.
<Tarsh> [the room is the sort of sterile looking Tecton Standard dorm room you'd expect]
* Trude arrives, after a good deal of time, at the correct page.
<Tarsh> [It doesn't look very lived in, though Tarsh has a few things here]
* Alea looks around noting no personal object
<Trude> No, I'm sorry sir, nobody has signed in under that name.
* Alea finds that very curious...but remembers seraching here and placing some notes...before she removed them...
* Alea can't remember now what she found on that first search
* Trude walks back to her stool and sits down
* Veraik thinks that perhaps he shouldn't have trusted Tarsh or his lawyer.
<Alea> you keep most of your things at your apartment?
* Alea says politely
<Tarsh> [there is a half-used tube of ronaplin suppressant peeking out from behind the night table]
* Trude blinks at Veraik with small, protruding bright blue eyes.
<Trude> Is there something else I can help you with, sir?
<Veraik> I.....I would like to see a prisoner named BCal.
* Alea goes over and picks it up
<Trude> Trude blinks at Veraik with small, protruding and slightly quivering bright blue eyes.
<Alea> ronaplin supressant [reads]
<Trude> Certainly, sir. You will have to fill out form 86A, Request for Visitation.
* Alea turns in concern to Tarsh
<Alea> premature intil?
* Veraik stares back at the officer.
* Trude licks thumb and forefinger, reaches under the counter, and pulls out an orange, three page form.
* Trude sets the form on the counter in front of Veraik
<Veraik> Thank you.
* Tarsh looks embarassed.
* Alea looks at it and sees no prescription label and wonders where he got it from
* Trude hands Veraik a pen
<Tarsh> "Sometimes. Not lately."
* Alea lays it down deciding to look into it later
<Alea> ah
* Alea reaches over and folds back the sheets on the bed
* Veraik takes form and pen, goes across room, sits down, and begins.
<Alea> I take it Snake is helping you with that?
<Alea> Tarsh...just what is the problem Snake is helping you with?
<Tarsh> "Snake? Yes, Snake has been helping me with my problem."
* Alea turns back to him and studies him worriedly
* Trude pulls out a copy of COPS DON'T LIE, the latest ZlinK DudleE murder mystery.
* Tormer strides briskly thorough the police station lobby.
<Tormer> Good night, Trude.
* Trude salutes Tormer
<Trude> Good night, sir. Have a nice weekend.
<Tormer> Don't forget to loan me that book when you're done with it.
* Trude grins
<Trude> Sure thing!
* Veraik fills out the first page then turns to the second and finally finishes the last.
* Tormer strides out of the police station, contemplating a weekend of relaxation.
* Alea crawls up onto the bed and motions for Tarsh to come get comfortable
* Veraik goes back to the desk and hands the form to the officer.
* Trude takes the form, and studies it minutely.
<Tarsh> "I get a bit wound up sometimes."
<Trude> All right, Hajene Veraik, everything seems to be in order here. Let me call for an escort.
* Alea smiles relieved to know that's all it is...with all that has happened lately, she keeps imagining the worst
* Veraik grins at the term.
* Tarsh takes off his boots (with difficulty) and gets into bed.
* Trude gets her walkie talkie and speaks a few codes into it.
* Alea lays down and snuggles up
<Alea> just rest now
* Tarsh snuggles up with Alea.
* Alea closes her eyes and concentrates on relaxing...determined to keep Tarsh's needmares away from him this time
* Tarsh tries to project sleepiness. Of course, he isn't as good as Snake...
* Trude looks up as two guards arrive.
<Trude> They will take you to the prisoner, Hajene Veraik.
* Alea eyes drift closed
<Veraik> Thank you. Veriak follows.
<Trude> [the two guards lead you into a tiny, cramped room with a clear partition. there is a similar room on the other side.]
* Bcal sitting in room waiting
* Alea drifts to sleep
* Veraik zlins the room and the powerful nager of BCal.'s
* Tarsh starts drifting off with his own projection.
* Veraik sits down. Hello BCal.
<Veraik> I zlin that you are not doing so well.
* Bcal looks up at Veraik's entrance
<Bcal> hello Veraik
* Bcal jaw squares
<Veraik> Want to tell me about it?
<Bcal> I'm fine, Veraik
* Veraik snorts..."You're black and blue and you still insist that you are fine. Try again, BCal and this time, try to come close to the truth.
* Bcal is furious that she must answer to this person
* Bcal slowly turns to meet Veraik's eyes
* Veraik recoils from blast!
<Bcal> I was arrested for the wrong reasons, Veraik. There was an....accident earlier. That's all you need to know
* Bcal seeing veraik's sensitivity, B'cal forces herself to rein in her anger and cover her pain as best as possible
<Veraik> If that is all I am required to know then I guess you are not interested in leaving these [looks around] lovely accomodations.
* Bcal looks at veraik angrily
<Bcal> of course I want to leave you...Veraik
* Bcal thinks she didn't say imbecile like she was thinking, but said Veraik instead...
* Veraik tightens tentacles in side sheaths.
<Bcal> where is my Channel?
<Bcal> is she okay?
<Veraik> If you continue to blast me with your anger, perhaps I should just leave you here.
* Bcal glares at Veraik, knowing he is purposely provoking her
<Veraik> YOUR channel is no where to be seen.
<Bcal> what?
* Bcal pushes herself up...remembers where she is and sits back down
<Bcal> well did you think maybe one of you ought to FIND her...she's vulnerable right now...she doesn't need this
<Veraik> So I and everybody in the Center can see how nice you are to YOUR channel....to the point that YOUR channel is missing.
<Bcal> what goes on between Snake and me is my business. This mess up was not my fault. Snake shouldn't be alone right now
<Veraik> You should have thought of that one yourself before you decided to cross the law.
<Bcal> I did NOT cross the law
<Bcal> I would NOT cross the law and bring down dishonor on my house
<Veraik> And now you are trying to tell me that you are concerned about her.
* Bcal mutters [unlike Farrises]
<Veraik> but you did...Didn't you?
<Bcal> I'm not trying to tell you a thing.
<Bcal> as I said...what is between Snake and me is that....personal
<Bcal> are you telling me that you don't know I'm in here instead of your little lovebird?
<Veraik> So personal that you belittle her in front of the whole Center.
<Veraik> I know.
* Bcal refuses to address the issues between her and Snake...or the way she has dealt with Snake, simply stares at Veraik
<Veraik> And you are calling her that.....but she isn't mine....she is who she wishes to be with.
* Bcal smirks thinking how true that is....
<Veraik> Look...We are getting no where. Do you want out or don't you?
<Bcal> yes
<Veraik> I'm glad to hear it.
* Bcal simmering that Veraik is trying to twist the reason for her being in here to make her look guilty of something
* Tarsh shifts and mutters as he begins to dream.
* Alea unconsciously shifts closer to Tarsh
<Veraik> I will help you but first you must acknowledge that **I** am the Controller of the Bender Cove Sime Center and you are only at the Center if **I** deem that you are helpful to Snake.
<Bcal> the Tecton sent me there, Veraik.
* Bcal sneers
<Veraik> Actually, I requested that they send someone who could help Snake.
<Bcal> and they sent me
<Veraik> As far as I am concerned, it could be you or someone else.
<Bcal> find someone else as good as me and I'll be happy to leave
<Bcal> sign the papers...let me go. I wouldn't miss this place a bit
<Veraik> I don't call you good. I call you a poor excuse.
* Bcal bristles in outrage though she holds her nager calm
<Bcal> if that's so, why am I the first one who has helped Snake at all?
<Veraik> Fine. if that is what you want, I will
* Bcal nods
<Veraik> You call that help? You lost Snake. What is that? Help? I don't think so.
<Bcal> as I said, Veraik. I won't discuss the problems between Snake and I. We will deal with it together.
* Tarsh 's dream is the same as earlier, but whenever it reaches the part where Melvin hurls the bible at him it veers off and stays pleasant.
<Bcal> But you're so blinded by the fact she's Farris you won't let me help her like I need to
<Bcal> You hover, like she's your own child.
<Veraik> But....I won't help you get released until after you acknowledge that ***I*** am Controller and that **I** am in charge.
<Bcal> well, sorry, Veraik, but you're not a Farris. You never will be a Farris. You won't ever belong to that house. You need to let go of Snake and let me help her instead of accusing me everytime something happens
<Bcal> if that was only what was motivating you that would be fine. But it's not
* Tarsh never seems to reach the part of the dream with Tormer and the scissors.
* Veraik smiles. "You're ranting BCal."
<Veraik> I call that desperation.
<Bcal> you are being purposely vindictive, Veraik. I call that warped
<Bcal> Say what you want to say and go, since it's obvious you never had any intention of getting me out of here
<Veraik> I've had just about enough. Either you call me Controller or I walk out and let you rot here. Your choice.
* Bcal hates the power play and thinks Veraik has just made himself a deadly enemy...
* Bcal thinks what choice does she have though
<Bcal> as you wish hajene Veraik
<Bcal> you are controller
<Veraik> Swear on your Householding
* Bcal bites the inside of her jaw, feeling her teeth meet through the skin at this slime pit's gall
<Bcal> upon my word as a Donor of V'lar
<Bcal> I recognize your title as controller
<Veraik> Good.
<Veraik> I will see to your release.
* Veraik stands and signals the officer.
* Bcal pushes herself painfully to her feet
* Bcal every muscle in her body hurts
<Bcal> for your information, Veraik....
<Bcal> though you won't believe me
<Bcal> nothing that happened today was my fault...unless you call getting worked over by two huge thugs my fault
<Bcal> or getting falsely arrested my fault
* Tarsh dreams of two Aleas.
* Trude [the guards unlock the door so Veraik can leave.]
<Veraik> I know Bcal.
<Veraik> I'll see to your release.
<Veraik> ..........in the morning....after I have informed the Tecton and your House of your behavior to a Farris Channel who is missing from your care. I'd call that incompetent, won't you?
* Bcal sighs slightly for the first time
* Veraik leaves.
* Bcal stiffens
* Bcal slowly sinks back down and drops her head down, knowing she can't live with the humilation this will cause her house
<Tarsh> [The two Aleas are blades of scissors that cut his tentacles away without pain and make him Gen, freed from Need.]
<Bcal> It was all for nothing...forcing myself to call him controller and submit...and now this
* Bcal gets up and painfully goes back to cell
* Alea feels Tarsh shifting and moves closer, trying to soothe his dreams
Notes:
1) B'cal is referring to Alea [return]
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