Sime~Gen Roleplaying on IRC: Bender Cove Township Scenario
Episode #49: The Death of a Flower (10/17/97)
Briel comes down the hall to check on Snake
JonDrake is at her side.
Briel pushes open the door to Snake's infirmary room and goes in
<Briel> hello, Snake
<JonDrake> Hello, Snake.
wisesnake looks at them
JonDrake remembers that strange encounter at the cafe a few days ago.
<Briel> how are you feeling today
Briel zlins Snake
<wisesnake> ~~~ zlins like pounded dog poo ~~~
<wisesnake> great.
<Briel> yeah, you're certainly looking better than last night
<wisesnake> I don't doubt it.
<Briel> you feel up to a shower today? It might help you feel better
Briel thinks it'll certainly make the room smell better
<wisesnake> I should go
Briel looks concerned
wisesnake starts to get up
<Briel> are you sure, Snake.
<wisesnake> I don't belong here.
Briel hesitates, then grabs her arm gently
Briel holds her still and studies her
<wisesnake> what...
<wisesnake> [stays still]
Briel watches Snake warily, not wanting another slam
<Briel> Snake....
Briel shakes her head
<Briel> we could use your help here
<wisesnake> What?
<Briel> and you know if --I-- am saying that, then it must be true
<wisesnake> But... I don't belong here.
<Briel> of course you do
wisesnake thinks of what happened last night... between Veraik and Alea... is too depressed to elaborate.
<Briel> it's your people, the people of Bender Cove that require your help...
JonDrake makes sure of maintaining proper position with Briel.
<wisesnake> The ones that know enough to come to the Center aren't the ones who require the most help.
Briel zlins Snake again and sighs
<Briel> Snake...
wisesnake waits
<Briel> things have happened... you've been running... isn't it time to come back?
Briel motions to Jon to get Snake some more fosebine
JonDrake goes to fix it.
<wisesnake> This was... never right for me. This was Veraik's pet project and always will be. I was only a part of it while I was another of his projects.
Briel thinks Snake is wrong, but doesn't argue
<Briel> well you at least consider coming in and helping out three days a week?
<Briel> with Veraik... ill... we require more help
wisesnake flinches noticeably at the mention of Veraik's condition
Briel sighs
<Briel> want to talk about it?
<wisesnake> I don't think I'd be good for the Center right now.
<wisesnake> And I don't think the Center, and... and Veraik... would be good for me right now.
<Briel> what is it about last night that has you acting like this, Snake?
Briel zlins her closer
<wisesnake> I found out something about Veraik that I had never figured out before.
<Briel> and that is?
wisesnake looks away
<wisesnake> Are you asking because you really care, or are you asking just to ask?
<Briel> of course I care
Briel is stunned that Snake would think otherwise
wisesnake sighs
<wisesnake> I feel funny talking about it... here.
<Briel> you know it will be kept confidental...
<Briel> you know the rules as well as I do
JonDrake nods in affirmation.
<Briel`> so, snake, what is it that bothers you so much about Veraik now...
Briel` wonders if she already knows
wisesnake looks around the room
<wisesnake> No... not here.
<wisesnake> I can't talk about it looking at this.
<Briel`> well, Snake, I don't have that much time... I can't leave the Center
<wisesnake> I understand.
* wisesnake starts to get up again
* Briel` rubs a tentacle at her neck
<Briel`> if it'll help me Snake, why don't you go ahead and discuss this now
<wisesnake> If it will help you?
<Briel`> to help Veraik
<Briel`> and this whole... mess
wisesnake gets upright, slides feet down to floor
wisesnake [moving cautiously]
Briel` watches her, moving back toward Jon
<Briel`> you sure you want to go? You can stay here and rest up
JonDrake strengthens his field...
<wisesnake> I don't think you can help Veraik.
Briel` grits her teeth
<Briel`> fine
<Briel`> is there anything else you require
clerk unlocks a cabinet and starts checking off the contents
<wisesnake> I don't think anyone can help him unless...
Briel` rubs a tentacle over her neck
<wisesnake> [pauses at Briel's words]
<wisesnake> No.
<wisesnake> I should go.
Briel` goes over and pours her some fosebine
<clerk> "Powdered Fosebine. Fosebine Concentrated. Double Filtered Fosebine, Fosebine HCL...."
Briel` swallows it
Briel` grimaces
<Briel`> want some Snake?
<Briel`> unless what?
Briel` takes the fosebine from Jon and walks back over to Snake with her fosebine
Briel` thinks she is going to clean out the supplies of this before they get this Center straightened out
<wisesnake> Unless... perhaps in controlled conditions.
<wisesnake> But not here.
<wisesnake> Not while he is Controller.
<Briel`> oh well, as he is Controller that's up to him
<wisesnake> exactly.
<wisesnake> Good bye, Briel.
<wisesnake> Jon.
<Briel`> bye Snake
wisesnake goes out the door of the room
<JonDrake> Bye.
Briel` sighs, saddened that Snake leaves
<Briel`> come on, Jon, we have a few more stops to make
wisesnake leaves the Sime Center
JonDrake shakes his head.
<JonDrake> Ok.
Briel` gathers the dirty sheets and takes them out to the linen dump in the hall
JonDrake follows along with Briel
Briel` goes down the hall to check on the other patients
JonDrake helps with the straightening.
JonDrake follows.
<clerk> "Fosebine mouthwash, Fosebine Tentacle Soaking Solution, Fosebine suppositories"
<clerk> "Fosbine impregnated bandages, one case."
clerk closes and locks the cabinet and checks off Fosebine Storage #1.
Briel checks on Veraik... holds a long conversation with him and then checks Alea upstairs before returning to her office
Lowren comes in the door carrying a very large basket. Too large to see around easily.
Lowren bumps against the cloak rack. "Ow."
You are now known as Briel`
<Lowren> ah
Briel` gets up to go to Veraik's office and start working on his work -- again
<Briel`> come on, Jon
<Briel`> looks like I get to play controller again until Veraik is back up and around
JonDrake nods and follows.
Lowren puts the basket down on the coffee table on top of the old magazines.
<JonDrake> Hope you're getting used to it.
<Briel`> no, I'm not
Briel` disgusted
Briel` strides down the hall into the lobby
Briel` zlins the donor and smiles, slows down
<Briel`> hello... Lowren, isn't it
JonDrake is reminded that Briel is post turnover...
<Lowren> [formally, in decent but accented Simelan]
"Yes. Lowren. I'm pleased to meet you."
<Briel`> oh, we've met. I took your donation last time
Lowren starts to offer his hand but remembers and stops.
Briel` nods
<Briel`> what can we do for you today
Briel` zlins Lowren
Briel` glances at the basket, curious
<Lowren> ~~ Pleased to see Briel, but nervous and trying to keep himself restrained ~~
<Lowren> "Hello again. How are you today?"
Briel` nods
<Briel`> just fine
Lowren is now dressed in an expensive looking in-t business suit.
Briel` goes to the clerk and requests Lowren's chart to review
<Briel`> you look really nice
<Briel`> new suit?
<Lowren> "Oh yes, so you did." [smiles]
Lowren blushes. "Thank you. Yes it is."
<Briel`> well, you look fine in it
<Briel`> so, what brings you here today?
<Lowren> [the basket contains fruit and boxes and tins of food]
Briel` waits as clerk gets the file
Briel` takes the file and walks over to where Lowren stands
Lowren gestures to the basket. "Parnul felt he hadn't properly thanked you all here. So he asked me to deliver a token of his gratitude."
<Briel`> oh!
Briel` peers in
<Briel`> why, that was so very sweet of him... and you for bringing it
<Briel`> I'm sure Veraik will want to thank you both as soon as he's feeling better
<Lowren> [The basket contains many expensive delicacies. Fancy trin, coffee, chocolate, walnuts and other nuts, cheese, crackers]
Briel` 's eyes widen as she realizes what all the basket contains
<Briel`> Oh, my.....
<Briel`> I think Parnul went a bit overboard
Briel` tries to smile graciously
<Lowren> "The controller is unwell?"
Briel` debates the rules of accepting gifts and decides it'll be okay
<Briel`> oh, a little under the weather
<Briel`> he'll be up in a few days and feeling brand new
Briel` is glad Lowren can't zlin
<Lowren> "Parnul has recovered quite well, thankfully. He has gone back to work."
Briel` looks Lowren over
<Briel`> are you now working for him too?
Briel` motions to the couch, offering him a seat
<Lowren> "He hired me and has been teaching me the business."
Briel` goes over and sinks down onto the couch, the file still held in her tentacles
<Briel`> and what is his business again?
Lowren sits down carefully.
Lowren is expensively groomed as well as dressed.
<Lowren> "Import/Export. Things like that from out-t, and Chemicals and stuff from in-t."
<Briel`> ah
Briel` nods
<Briel`> are you here to donate again?
Briel` takes his file and opens it, scanning down the pages of information
<Lowren> "He wants me to be the out-t man eventually. He doesn't really trust the guy he has now."
<Briel`> oh, well that'll be a great job for you, Lowren
<Lowren> "It is a wonderful opportunity."
<Briel`> I agree
<Lowren> "Yes, if it is time. I still can't control my field quite as well as I should, despite Miz Fiona's best efforts."
<Briel`> Fiona?
Briel` thinks that name sounds familiar
<Lowren> "She has a school here in town to teach refinement. Parnul says I need to present a sophisticated image."
Briel` barely keeps from groaning. Alea. That's where she's heard that... Veraik mentioned it.
<Lowren> "That's why he got me these new clothes and stuff."
<Briel`> oh, I see.
<Briel`> Well, you certainly do look nice.
<Briel`> And yes, it is time for you to donate again
Briel` snaps the file closed
<Lowren> "It's the least I can do after all you people have done for me."
Briel` shakes her head
<Briel`> come on, let's go on back to a donation room
<Lowren> 'of course." [stands up]
Briel` pushes herself up and goes down the hall
Lowren follows.
Briel` pushes the door open, keeping Jon close to her and motioning Lowren inside
Lowren comes in and sits down on the wrong end of the couch.
Briel` walks over, smiles wearily and motions to the other end of the couch
Briel` wonders if a bit more fosebine would help the day
Lowren flushes and jumps up to sit down on the other end.
Briel` moves back and goes to the other end of the couch
<Briel`> no problem, Lowren
Lowren holds out his arms, palms down.
Briel` seats herself and reaches out for Lowren's arms and hesitates
<Briel`> you might want to remove your jacket first?
Lowren flushes again. "Of course."
Lowren gets up and pulls his jacket off and looks for a place to hang it.
<Briel`> just drape it across the back of the chair over there
Lowren does so.
Lowren returns to the couch and resumes his position.
Briel` is surprised he is wearing short sleeves with his jacket
Briel` reaches out and turns Lowrens hands palm up
<Briel`> it's easier this way
Lowren flushes again. "I'm sorry."
Briel` smiles gently
<Briel`> Lowren
<Briel`> it's okay
<Briel`> each month you'll learn a little more about donating
<Briel`> this month it is arm position, okay
Briel` looks down at his arms
Lowren looks intently at his arms to memorize the position.
Briel` slips her arms up his and allows her tentacles to slip out and lash around Lowren's arms
Lowren stiffens slightly, but remembers not to hide his nervousness.
Briel` nods approvingly
<Briel`> very good
<Briel`> now, when you're ready, you can make fifth contact point and then I'll draw, okay
Briel` waits
Lowren leans forward very carefully and just barely touches Briel's lips.
Briel` leans into him, making sure there is firm contact
Briel` begins to draw
Briel` draws carefully, being very sure not to worry Lowren as she does, thankful for Jon's steady presence behind her
Lowren wonders why nothing seems to be happening.
Briel` finishes drawing the selyn for his donation and breaks off contact
Briel` smiles at Lowren
<Briel`> you did very good today. I actually got a bit more than last time
Lowren smiles. "Thank you."
<Lowren> "I still can't tell if you are doing anything, sorry."
<Briel`> then I'm doing my job, aren't I?
<Briel`> you shouldn't be able to feel a thing
<Lowren> "oh. Ok."
Briel` retracts her tentacles and sits back
Briel` snatches up the folder and scribbles something in it
<Briel`> will you be in next month too, then?
<Lowren> "If I'm still here in town, yes."
<Briel`> good, good
Briel` fills out a voucher then tears it off, handing it to him with a tentacle
<Briel`> well, you know where to take this
<Lowren> "Oh You don't have to do that. I'm doing well now." [offers it back]
Briel` looks oddly
<Briel`> no, we pay you for this, Lowren
Briel` grins
<Lowren> "Well, if you really can afford it..."
<Briel`> you know, if you don't take it, you'll drive our new Financial officer to drink... and he'll end up living out on the streets a drunkard
<Briel`> the man just can't handle it when his files are out of order
Briel` chuckles
<Briel`> as for affording it... of course we can
JonDrake smiles as well...
Lowren smiles, "Well, if it is necessary to keep him sober..."
<Briel`> It certainly is
Briel` winks
Briel` stands
Lowren gets up.
<Briel`> don't forget your jacket
Lowren gets his jacket.
Lowren has it halfway on when he starts looking at Briel...
Briel` smiles, not sure why he is staring
JonDrake moves toward Briel, supporting.
Lowren realizes what he is doing and finishes putting on his jacket. He blushes beet red.
Briel` sighs in relief
<Lowren> "Uh, well thank you Miz Briel. I'll see you next month OK?"
<Briel`> okay... great
JonDrake opens the door for Lowren.
<JonDrake> Thank you so much, Lowren.
<Lowren> "Thank you.
Lowren goes out in a bit of a hurry
JonDrake closes the door with a grin.
JonDrake turns back to Briel with a wink.
<JonDrake> I think Lowren has a crush on you.
JonDrake sees that Briel is skeptical.
<JonDrake> How about if I get us both a cup of tea?
<JonDrake> Be right back.
JonDrake heads down the hall and out to the kitchen.
JonDrake pours two cups of tea and hurries back.
<Briel`> please, Jon... get real. Lowren does not have a crush on an in Territory Channel
<JonDrake> If you say so... How would YOU explain it?
<Briel`> he was happy that he had a good donation
Briel` shrugs and accepts the tea
Briel` sips her tea and sighs
<JonDrake> Ok. Whatever you say. We'll see how he is next month.
<Briel`> donations seem slow today
Briel` wishes they were more... then she wouldn't have to do Veraik's work
<JonDrake> That's true. It's been slow for a while now.
<JonDrake> Do you think it has anything to do with Wise Snake leaving the Center?
<Briel`> No.
<Briel`> She didn't take that much business with her
<Briel`> I imagine this only means we'll be swamped next week
<JonDrake> How are our accounts, do you know?
<Briel`> which ones?
<JonDrake> Probably. The one tracking our donations, whether we're meeting the goals.
<Briel`> oh, yes...we're meeting the goals. We were ahead two weeks ago but have just about averaged out right now.
<JonDrake> Oh, that's good then. I guess we should make the best of this light period.
<JonDrake> It would probably do to try to get the traffic evened out.
<Briel`> figure out a way to do it and we'll do it
JonDrake smiles.
<JonDrake> I'd forgotten about that little principle - the person who points out a problem gets to solve it.
Briel` sips at her tea
<Briel`> well, you could ask the clerk or one of the renSimes to help you
<JonDrake> I may do that. I wonder if Tarsh would have some insight. You know how he is about having everything just so.
Briel` grins
<Briel`> yeah, you might just corner him... I bet he'd love to help with something like that
<Briel`> but not until after his transfer
Briel` shoots Jon a warning look
<JonDrake> Oh, that's right. Forgot for a moment.
<Briel`> I'd suggest you'd not forget again
JonDrake nods
<Briel`> I'm not sure what is going on with him since I haven't gotten to speak to Veraik yet... but I have a feeling it has something more to do than with just Linn
<JonDrake> Could be.
<Briel`> and since I'm not sure exactly what, I'd feel a lot better if you and any other Gens just steer clear of him
<JonDrake> Want me to pass the word around?
<Briel`> no
Briel` looks alarmed
<Briel`> no rumors
<Briel`> what I've said to you is between channel and Donor
<JonDrake> I understand.
<Briel`> a channel Donor conversation shouldn't be repeated unless necessary for the safety of...
<Briel`> good
<Briel`> I would suggest that any errands or anything like that which should be run be done by renSimes if it involves Tarsh
JonDrake nods
<Briel`> and if you happen to overhear certain assignments that might put Gens in close contact, you can rearrange them... or come to me and I'll see to it until I can talk to veraik
Briel` thinks, or get Tarsh to talk
<JonDrake> Ok, I'll remember.
Lowren is now known as Tarsh
Tarsh is sleeping.
<Tarsh> [drooling on pillow]
Tarsh is now known as Tshdream
Tshdream is walking through a park on a sunny day.
Tshdream is smiling and zlinning the flowers
Tshdream leans down and picks a flower.
<Tshdream> The flower screams in agony and pain shatters the ambient.
Flower looks up at the renSime. A small face forms.
<Flower> Why did you do that?
Plant calls up from the ground.
<Plant> How would you like ME to rip out YOUR genitals?
<Tshdream> "You were so lovely. I wanted to have that for myself."
<Tshdream> "But... All I wanted was to... to..."
<Plant> How would you like to have some part of you RIPPED from you without permission?
Tshdream yanks in his tentacles.
<Plant> HAH! Nothing says Love like severed plant genitalia. I know the story!
Plant 's leaves become many little tentacles.
<Plant> Come here.
Tshdream comes closer to Plant.
Plant 's tentacles grab on to Tarsh's face, holding him there...
Plant begins to draw from Tarsh.
Tshdream tries to pull away but can't
<Plant> Scream if you like. I LIKE screaming!
<Tshdream> "NO! I'm a SIME! STOP!"
<Plant> It will do you no good -- because YOU ARE MINE!
Tshdream grabs at Plant and tries to rip it out of the ground.
Plant is ripped out of the ground.
Tshdream tries to hurl plant away but the leaf-tentacles just stretch.
Plant begins to morph into a Gen.
Plant is now known as Gen`
Tshdream tries to augment but the selyn won't move.
Gen` is locked into transfer with Tarsh
Tshdream tries to draw from Gen'
Gen` is holding that delicious selyn within...
Gen` fights.
Gen` resists, but the selyn begins flowing.
Tshdream reaches out his laterals for the delicious selyn....
Tshdream savors the selyn and pulls harder.
Gen` screams, giving a sharp pleasure to the selyn.
Gen` screams, the pitch moving higher and higher, louder and louder, the selyn matching.
Tshdream revels in the scream and the wonderful tang it gives the selyn.
Gen` 's selyn reaches a peak, then cuts off, drained.
Gen` falls limp.
Gen` 's face has changed again.
Alea lies dead in Tarsh's tentacles, stripped of Selyn.
Tshdream smiles at Gen' savagely.
Tshdream 's face changes to horror. "Alea!"
<Tshdream> "ALEA!"
<Tshdream> "_*NOOOOOO!!!!!*_"
Alea falls to the ground, nager flat and empty.
Tshdream drops Alea and staggers back.
Alea 's unborn child can be weakly zlinned within...
<Tshdream> "Alea ... I ... you ... how ... you are a ..."
Unformed struggles, trying to find sustenance, finds none, weakens, and dies as well.
Tshdream leaps forward and clutches Alea's belly. "NO! NOT YOU TOO!"
Wind whispers...
Tshdream wails.
Tshdream stops and looks up.
<Wind> Killer.....
<Wind> Genkiller....
<Wind> Junct....
<Wind> Had to have a Gen.....
Tshdream sobs. "Yes. It's true."
<Tshdream> "I'm a junct. Like my Father. Worse than my father. At least he tried."
Alea begins to change...
Alea turns to dust...
Alea begins to blow away in the wind....
Tshdream clutches at Alea. "No! Alea! Don't Go!"
<Dust> I loved you....
Tshdream scrabbles after the dust.
Dust slips through his fingers....
<Tshdream> "I love you Alea. I ..."
<Dust> You destroyed me... destroyed our love....
Tshdream collapses sobbing.
Dust blows away, spread to the four courners...
Wind whips coldly at Tarsh...
<Tshdream> "what will I do?
<Tshdream> "How can I live on Alea's ..." [choke]
AleaSelyn pulses within Tarsh...
<AleaSelyn> Tarsh....
Tshdream zlins himself in horror.
<AleaSelyn> Are you there, Tarsh?
<Tshdream> "Alea .. Alea I ... kkkkkkkkkkkk-"
<AleaSelyn> I can't see you Tarsh, but I can feel you.....
<AleaSelyn> I'm afraid, Tarsh...
<AleaSelyn> Don't leave me Tarsh...
<Tshdream> "But alea I ... You're ..."
<AleaSelyn> We're?
<Tshdream> "We... I killed you. I killed our baby. I've destroyed myself."
<AleaSelyn> You killed me?
<AleaSelyn> Out of death......
<Tshdream> "You were a flower. A beautiful flower. and I -"
<Tshdream> "INTO Death!"
<AleaSelyn> Unto death....
AleaSelyn is getting harder to distinguish...
Tshdream looks up. "yes."
<Tshdream> "I have to."
<AleaSelyn> Reborn...?
<AleaSelyn> Tarsh...
<AleaSelyn> ... I... don't....
Tshdream yanks over his desk drawer.
<AleaSelyn> Hold me, keep me safe....
<AleaSelyn> I don't want to lose you....
<AleaSelyn> You are my life, Tarsh....
<Tshdream> "I can't lose you! I won't lose you!"
<AleaSelyn> Slipping....
Tshdream fumbles in the drawer.
<Selyn> ... slipping...
<Tshdream> "Wait! Please Wait!"
Tshdream pulls out a shiny metal tube.
Selyn is no longer distinguishable from Tarsh....
<Tshdream> [a needle sharp blade jumps out of the tube]
Selyn is now known as Dreamspace
Dreamspace begins to fade...
<Tshdream> "I'm Coming Alea! Wait for me!"
Dreamspace fades into nothingness....
Tshdream slashs at his right inner lateral, severing it.
Dream is over.
<Tshdream> [Selyn Floods out]
Tshdream is now known as Tarsh
Tarsh Shrieks in ultimate agony.
Alea hears the scream and sits up, horrified
Alea looks around, thinking she must have been dreaming
Alea ignores Jirelle's warnings and weakly pushes herself up out of bed
Alea grabs at her robe and goes to the hall
Alea goes to the door
<Alea> someone screamed
Alea doesn't say who it sounded like to her, but her heart rate is doubled
Jirelle thinks that she should stop her, but something keeps her. Something is needed.
Tarsh sits up in bed, drenched in sweat, clutching his right arm in his left hand.
Alea goes out the door, using the wall to guide her down the hall
Jirelle follows Alea.
Alea looks around, wondering if anyone else heard it
Jirelle thinks that something uncanny is going on here.
Alea crosses down the hall... and stops at Tarsh's door
Alea hesitates....
Tarsh falls out of bed away from the door and curls up on the floor moaning.
Alea pushes the door open
<Alea> Tarsh?
Alea looks in, sees him in the floor
<Alea> get Briel
<Tarsh> "Alea?"
Jirelle stands at the door, zlinning something very strange.
Jirelle backs up and runs to Briel.
<Alea> yes
<Alea> are you...
<Tarsh> "But I KILLED you!"
Alea is shocked, then realizes --needmare--
Alea eases just inside the door
<Alea> I'm very alive... it was only a dream
Briel listens to Jirelle's report and grabs Jon
Briel starts for the stairs
Tarsh screams "_*NO!*_ STAY AWAY! I WON'T KILL YOU AGAIN."
Alea recoils in shock
Alea backs out of the room
Tarsh pushes himself back into the corner.
Alea sinks wearily to the floor outside
Briel rushes up the stiars and sees Alea in the floor... zlins... normal, for her....
Briel continues on in the room
<Briel> Tarsh
Briel glides over to him, going down onto her knees by him
Tarsh zlins Briel.
Briel holds out her arms... soothingly
<Briel> it's okay
<Briel> you're fine
JonDrake backs up Briel, wondering what's happened.
Tarsh whimpers.
<Tarsh> "Briel?"
<Briel> needmares, Tarsh
<Briel> yes
Briel zlins his arms, noting the way he is holding one but can see no damage
Alea sits outside the door, shaken, horrified by Tarsh's actions... too shocked to move
<Tarsh> ~~ Tarsh is feeling great pain in his right inner lateral ~~
Briel carefully keeps her field neutral
<Briel> let me see your arm
Briel moves forward, reaching for his arms
Tarsh slowly leets go of his right arm.
Tarsh holds it out.
Briel zlins closely... can see no damage, just some unidentfied swelling... minor... but does zlin that his nerves are shot and he is still reacting badly to the dream
<Briel> it's only a dream, Tarsh... a simple dream
<Briel> your lateral is fine
<Tarsh> "I killed them. Both of them."
Briel sits back and waits
<Briel> go on...
<Tarsh> "I cut it off."
<Briel> no, Tarsh. It's still there
<Briel> zlin with it
<Tarsh> "I'm a junct. Worse than my father."
<Briel> you're not junct
Tarsh tries to extend his right laterals.
<Tarsh> "I can't. I won't"
Briel studies Tarsh patiently
<Briel> why?
<Briel> why won't you extend your laterals, Tarsh?
Briel motions Jon over to her right some more to block the ambient from the hall
<Tarsh> "I don't want to kill."
Briel continues to kneel by Tarsh
JonDrake moves in as indicated.
<Briel> you aren't going to kill, Tarsh.
<Briel> you haven't done it yet, and you're not going to.
Briel changes tactics
<Briel> who did you kill, Tarsh? In your dream?
<Briel> you said you killed both of them. Who were you talking about?
<Tarsh> "What is going to stop me?"
<Briel> you are
<Tarsh> "The flower. The Gen. Alea. The baby. All of them."
Briel turns and leans against the wall next to him, extending her feet and realaxing, realizing this is going to take awhile
<Briel> Jon...
<Tarsh> "No I won't. I can't."
Briel motions for him to move out of the way of the ambient
<Briel> zlin the hall and tell me what you zlin Tarsh
JonDrake moves
Tarsh tries to zlin. "It's... Alea."
Briel nods
<Tarsh> "but..."
<Briel> she's sitting out in the hall... I assume she came to check on you...
<Briel> she looks just a bit shell shocked... but very much alive
<Tarsh> "Thank god."
<Briel> Jirelle, who has been sitting with her came and told us you were shouting
Briel is relieved
<Briel> yes...
<Briel> now, about you being junct...
<Briel> or killing....
Briel zlins Tarsh again
<Tarsh> "I would have killed in the lobby. Only Alea stopped me."
<Briel> Tarsh. You are nonjunct. Believe me... you have no idea what you're talking about
<Briel> I don't mean that harshly....
<Briel> but remember, I was junct. I KNOW what it's like to kill
Briel 's eyes become haunted
<Briel> I know that fear, Tarsh
<Briel> that it might happen
<Briel> but it all boils down to what is here
Briel touches his head with a tentacle
<Briel> and here
Briel touches his heart
<Tarsh> "How do you stop it?"
<Briel> you make the choice not to kill and it takes everything in you not to do it...
<Briel> and there will come a time when that fear will be tested, someone isn't going to be there... and you'll realize then that you won't kill... that you'd die before you'd kill....
<Briel> I don't know your past though I think I have an idea now
<Tarsh> ~~ guilt ~~ "We were fools."
<Briel> but Tarsh... I don't believe... I don't think you're going to kill -- ever
<Briel> what are you talking about?
Briel motions to Jon to cut the ambient in the hall, it's going to drive her crazy
<Tarsh> ~~ guilt and fear ~~ "I... nothing."
Briel zlins his guilt and fear
Briel sighs
JonDrake moves back into position and tries to catch Alea's eye.
<Briel> you don't have to tell me... but I'm here if you want to talk
Alea looks up and sees Jon... pushes to her feet and moves forward
Briel reaches out and lays her arm on top of his arm
Tarsh is lost in thought.
<Briel> I've killed, Tarsh... you won't
Briel projects her confidence of that
Tarsh looks up. "Why can't we Simes cry when we need to?"
Alea moves forward to the door, trying to stay out of
Tarsh's sight and looks at Jon in query?
Alea 's heart breaks at hearing Tarsh's words
Briel smiles wearily
<Briel> You know, I've wondered that myself
<Briel> I think it's because we just don't have enough selyn to waste on that so those systems shut down
<Tarsh> "I'm sorry I'm making you remember."
Briel shrugs
<Briel> I never forget
Briel looks down at his arm
<Briel> does that feel better?
JonDrake tries to assure Alea that things will be ok...
Tarsh extends his arm.
Tarsh extends his laterals.
Briel moves her hand off his arm, retracting her lateral
JonDrake maintains support.
<Tarsh> "I dreamed I cut it off."
Briel nods at the door, nodding at the distraction
<Tarsh> "Best idea I've had today."
Briel shudders
<Briel> common dream in needmare, I assure you
JonDrake tries to signal to Alea to go with Jirelle.
Briel shudders again at tarsh's words knowing he isn't serious
Alea nods, sighs sadly and, leaning on Jirelle starts back down the hall
Briel zlins Tarsh again
<Briel> we can prescribe some medicine to help you sleep so hopefully you won't be as tormented
<Tarsh> ~~ much calmer ~~
<Briel> or, we can assign a Sime to sit with you until your transfer. Would you like that?
<Tarsh> "yeah. If you could."
Briel nods
<Briel> I'll get right on it.
Tarsh thinks it not a Sime he wants, but slaps his mind down.
<Tarsh> "Someone who can stop me."
<Briel> You know, Tarsh. It might be a good idea for you to spend your nights here until after you transfer. As a matter of fact, let's add that to your prescription for sleep.
<Briel> Someone who will HELP you when you're struggling...
<Briel> YOU will stop YOURSELF
Briel looks at him sternly
Alea allows Jirelle to help her back into bed and then dismisses her, wanting to be alone
<Tarsh> "Could I get some tea too?"
Briel smiles
<Briel> of course
<Briel> let me just go take care of everything, okay?
<Tarsh> "OK."
Briel stands and goes to the door
Tarsh struggles to his feet and goes over to the chair.
<Briel> someone will be back within fifteen minutes
<Tarsh> "Thank you."
Briel leaves
<Briel> shen, Jon
Briel rubs wearily at her neck
<Briel> go find the flake... uh... Jirelle... see if she will sit with Tarsh...
<Briel> no....
<Briel> Jirelle just might drive him insane... get Fise....
Briel widens her eyes when she realizes who she just suggested
<Briel> don't we have one sane Third order we can send to him?
<Tarsh> [No one has seen Fise recently]
Briel thinks and decides on Fegrae a newer third order
<Briel> get Fegrae... he'll do
<Briel> have Fegrae's schedule changed and send him right up with tea... tell him he's to stick with Tarsh every evening until morning
<Briel> can you do that for me?
<JonDrake> Right away, Briel.
Tarsh looks out the window.
<Briel> thank you, JD
Briel pauses
<Briel> then meet me back here. I should check on Alea
Briel sighs at that
JonDrake hurries off to track down Fegrae...
Briel goes into Veraik's office and searches through the files, trying to find one on Tarsh
Briel growls when she can't find anything
JonDrake checks with the front desk to get Fegrae's schedule, to see where Fegrae is supposed to be.
JonDrake finds Fegrae, passes on Briel's instructions.
Briel drops down in the chair thinking, then realizes that Veraik has the habit of keeping certain problems out of the offical papers... unfortunately, she doesn't know where he stores his unoffical papers
JonDrake assures him that his schedule will be adjusted.
Briel decides to find out later
JonDrake goes back to the font desk to make those adjustments.
Briel goes back out to wait on Jon and then go upstairs to check on Alea.
JonDrake checks to make sure that Fegrae is in Tarsh's room, then heads on to meet up with Briel.
Briel zlins Jon and gladly moves to his nager
<Briel> come on, It looks like we're going to have another one of those days
JonDrake follows Briel to Alea's room...
Briel goes to Alea's room, wondering when Veraik is going to be back up on his feet to help out.