Sime~Gen Roleplaying on IRC: Bender Cove Township Scenario
Episode #70: (11/8/97)
Alea takes a small snowball out of the fresh snow that is up to her mid-calfs and makes it nice and round.
Alea drops it in the snow and begins to roll it, making it bigger and bigger....pushing it up and down the paths and around the Gnome until she has a huge base of a snowball.
Alea continues to push it until it is in the middle of the garden.
Alea stands up and sighs.
Alea goes from one side to the other....bends down and scoops up some snow to add to the side that is lopsided.
Gnome watches impassively.
Alea: Perfect!
Alea looks around the garden..nods.
Alea grabs some more snow and packs it down tight.
Alea drops it and begins to push it around the garden.....
Alea: This SnowSime [huff]will be [puff] perfect.....
Alea gets a middle section finished and then tries to lift it.
Alea shoves....
Gnome wonders how she will represent the SnowNager.
Alea continues to push until it's almost up then she turns and puts her back into it.
Alea continues to push...
Alea: Just a bit more....
Alea shoves again....and loses her balance.
Alea: The middle part of the snowsime goes rolling off the other side...right onto the Gnome.
Alea falls backward over the base and ends up head first in the snow.
Gnome: OOFFF!
Alea feels cold go up her collar and sees only blackness as she is stuck upside down in the snow.
Alea kicks her feet, trying to get herself upright.
Alea finally manages to fall sideways...digging until she is upright again.
Alea sits up in the waist deep snow and blinks.
Alea: Wow.
Alea shakes her head and gasps when the snow goes down her neck ...all the way down.
Gnome: Gmmmphhh phhhmmp bbmmmph!
Alea: Oh dear!
Alea sees with dismay the Gnome is gone.
Alea goes over and shoves at the huge ball of snow.
Alea gets the snow off the Gnome.
Alea: I'm so sorry Gnome.
Alea: Let me just put this snowsime back together and then I'll set you back up.
Gnome lies there stiff in the cold.
Alea pushes the snowball back over to it's original spot and struggles until it is where it should be....
Alea smooths the snow back around the base...packing it down so she won't accidently slip again....
Ddraig is now known as Ogaea.
Alea gathers another ball and quickly makes a head....for the snowSime.
Alea goes back over and sets the Gnome back up.
Alea: Sorry about that, pal....
Alea gets him seated and starts brushing him off.
Gnome silently thanks her.
Alea: You know...you would make a pretty good head...then I wouldn't have to worry about finding stuff for the face........nah....
Alea goes to the stone fence and finds the loose brick she remembers there...pulls it out...then goes over to the walkway and drops it.
Alea frowns when it doesn't shatter and picks it back up and throws it down.
Gnome keeps his hands in his pockets, leaving open the question of his larity...
Alea grabs the brick and slams it down[physically not nagerically]and watches with satisfaction as several chunks break off.
Ogaea is now known as JonDrake.
Alea takes those pieces over and makes two eyes, a nose and a smiling mouth.
Alea: Now for the arms....
Alea decides it needs to be Sime....
Alea looks around the yard for something to potray arms and can't see anything.
Alea plants her hands on her hips and looks up at the sky...and spots a nice branch in the tree.
Alea: Of course.
Alea slips off her zeor blue cloak and puts it around the
Sime..then goes to the tree.
Alea grabs the back of her skirt and pulls it between her knees and tucks it in the front of her waist band....
Gnome is now known as Tamlen.
Alea looks down at her knee boots and sighs.
Alea grabs the lower branch and swings a leg up, hooking it over the branch.
Tamlen comes out of his room in his sweatsuit.
Alea tries to swing herself up...and ends up hanging, one legged from the branch....
Alea allows herself to fall back to the snow and then gets up and goes around until she finds an easier way to get up...
Alea grabs a branch and swings her feet onto another branch.
Alea: Hey, that wasn't so bad!
Tamlen walks towards the back.
Alea quickly makes her way up to the next branch.
Alea: Those branches...uh huh...they are perfect.
Alea focuses on them moving up branch by branch, wincing a bit when some bend more than she would like.
Tamlen comes out into the garden.
Alea gets to the branches she saw and realizes she can see into the second story windows.
Alea: Oh, my!
Alea's eyes widen in surprise at what she sees.
Tamlen looks curiously at what looks like a white cloakrack.
Alea forces herself to look away and breaks off the two branches she wants.
Alea glances back looking back into the room.....
Alea knows whose room taht is..and can't believe Fise is in there.
Tamlen hears stick breaking and dives for cover, reaching for his non-existant sidearm.
Alea doesn't notice Tamlen.. tosses the sticks to the ground.
Alea turns and looks down...and gulps.
Alea looks back at the window but knows there is only a snowball chance that HE would come help HER....
Alea: Okay..you can do it, Alea...just don't think about it...just do it....
Tamlen peers around the edge of the snow pillar.
Alea feels her fear spiking and figures it won't be long before she has a crowd of renSimes here...
Alea: Just stop it. Do you want Veraik to hear about this...calm your nager down.
Tamlen sees the dropping sticks and looks up.
Alea moves her foot, feeling for the branch she came up on...
Alea: Don't look down...just keep moving....
Tamlen gets up and walks over towards the tree.
Alea finds a branch and steps onto it.
Alea: It bends but holds.
Alea: Whew!
Alea: See, that wasn't so bad...
Alea hears a crack.
Tamlen: *Morning!*
Alea jumps.
Tamlen moves to catch Alea.
Alea feels the branch give and slides down....catching her hands on a branch.
Alea hears another crack and with the invevatlbe feeling of doom, sighs as she goes falling downward through the branches.
Alea: Shen.
Tamlen changes topic to "Bender Cove Sime Center:
Sime~ Gen Roleplaying"
Alea braces for impact, gritting her teeth and closing her eyes.
Tamlen catches Alea and collapses under the impact
" O O O F FFF!"
Alea grunts but thinks the body feels better tahn all of those branches beating the shen out of her.
Alea tries to scramble off Tamlen.
Alea: I'm sorry...
Alea is so thankful that wasn't a renSime under her.
Alea thinks, of course, a renSime would have only had to deal with her pain since he probably wouldn't have fallen.
Alea: Uh..hello, tamlen.
Tamlen struggles to regain his wind.
Alea shoves at her skirt then swipes at all the snow on her legs and in the top of her boots.
Tamlen: [strained] Morning.
Tamlen struggles to his feet.
Alea: You startled me....
Alea stands also.
Alea: What are you doing out here?
Alea wipes at her cheek and her hand comes away bloody.
Alea winces....
Alea: Oops.
Tamlen: Morning calesthenics. Yuo?
Tamlen: What?
Alea: I'm making a SnowSime.
Alea wipes the smear of blood on her skirt and smiles.
Tamlen keeps himself from commenting on such frivolity.
Alea: Thank you for catching me....though I woudln't have fallen if you hadn't startled me..but I do appreciate it.
Tamlen: Channel or resSnow?
Alea smiles.
Alea: RenSnow.
Alea: Would you like to help?
Tamlen considers.
Tamlen: All right.
Alea smile is genuine this time.
Alea: Well, I dropped the branches over there for arms....
Alea: I don't know...why don't you look at the snowSime and tell me what's missing.
Tamlen: Arms and tentacles.
Tamlen notes the cloak. This is a Farris SnowSime?
Alea chuckles.
Alea: Oh..well...no.
Alea shivers, sudddenly realizing she has more snow down her shirt and boots than is probably on the ground.
Alea: I had to take that off so I could climb the tree.
Alea hurries over and gathers her cloak
Alea winces in pain from the certain bruises she's going to have from smacking all those branches.
Alea: What do you think about the arms...
Tamlen: Maybe you should have that cheek looked at first.
Alea reaches up and hand comes away bloody again.
Alea: Nah..I'm fine.
Alea: It's just a scratch.
Tamlen: You sure?
Alea shrugs.
Alea: The cold will help it.
Alea doesn't want to go inside and risk veraik seeing her
Alea sets mode: +o Tramila
Tramila: /join #SGTalk.
Alea shrugs...
Alea: So, what do you think abou thte arms?
Alea picks up the branches.
Alea sets mode: +o JonDrake
Tamlen counts the branchings.
Alea holds them up one at a time then breaks the odd sticks off to make the tree branches resemble the right number of tentacles..though some are longer than others...
Alea: How's that?
Alea looks up at Tamlen.
Tamlen: Close enough for Tecton work.
Alea chuckles.
Tramila sets mode: +o wisesnake
Alea: You can put them on the SnowSime....
Tamlen: Ok. [ reaches for the branches ]
Alea: Tell me tamlen...were you in the army?
Alea watches at Tamlen places the branches, rubbing her her numb nose.
Tamlen: Yeah. One of Madison's Madmen.
Alea: Really?
Alea awed.
Alea: I've read all about that.
Tamlen carefully stick the branches in, then mves thenm toa more anatomically correct position.
Alea: What was it like?
Tamlen: Well, you can't believe everything you read about it. it was rough, though.
Alea starts walking around the base of the snowSime, tamping down the snow...making sure she can't accidently fall in it again...
Alea: It sounded awful.
Tamlen: The raider army was awfully slick. outsmarted us several times.
Alea: Sick...?
Tamlen: I got lost in a storm after the battle around
Shen.
Alea reaches down and grabs some snow in her hand and applies it to her cheek to wash it off.
Alea: You didn't die though....
Tamlen: SLick. Very smooth and clever.
Alea: Oh slick?
Alea nods.
Tamlen: I was trying to find shelter when this Sme came at me.
Alea pulls her cloak about her, shivering...
Alea's eyes widen.
Alea: What happened.
Alea can only imagine.
Tamlen: I probably would have shot him if my hands hadn't been too stiff.
Jon Drake comes out of the kitchen after eating breakfast.
Alea looks at his hands, trying to imagine them frozen with cold..so cold that he couldn't shoot a rifle.
Alea thinks that's not so hard to imagine since she is turning numb out here.
Alea: You couldn't though.
Tamlen: But he got closer and I saw he was from the
Nivet army. One of our allies, though not many of the guys thought much of that, let me tell tyou.
Jon Drake sees that there is a bit of time before he has any duties, so he decides to go outside for some brisk air.
Alea drops the snow and clasps her hands together.
Alea: I can imagine.
Tamlen: Well, he didn't attack. he asked me where a unit was but i didn't know.
Alea sniffles, reaches down and gathers show to shape the middle snowball better.
Alea: Oh no.
Tamlen: He zlinned a little hollow and we built a snow cave.
Alea: It's been years since I built one of those..but ours were always for fun.
Tamlen: I asked him why he didn't seem so cold, and he talked about augmenting.
Alea wishes she could augment.
Alea is slowing down on her work with the snowsime.
Tamlen: He insisted that we had to huddle for warmth, though. Which did not make me feel comfortable, let me tell you.
Jon Drake grabs his warm jacket and heads outside to the garden.
Alea: If you had never been around Simes, I can imagine you wouldn't want one to touch you.
Tamlen: By then I was too cold and numb to care. I was slurring my words.
Alea doesn't remember it being this cold at the other
Centers she has worked.
Alea: Ah.
Alea nods.
Tamlen: It was wierd how hot he was. Hotter than even someone with a fever.
Alea thinks longingly of how warm Tarsh is and smiles dreamily.
Alea: Yeah...hot.
Alea drags herself through the snow over to a bench and sits down.
Alea: Go on, Tamlen.
Tamlen: It must have been hours later, the sun came up and the storm had stopped. he looked ... bad.
Alea: Need?
Tamlen starts doing som stretching.
Alea leans over against the Gnome, placing her arm on top of it's head and resting on it.
Tramila is now known as Gnome.
Jon Drake enjoys walking on the slow-covered grounds.
Alea thinks the Gnome feels strangely warm.
Gnome: Stop that. I swear. I am so abused.
Tamlen: Yeah, though i ddin't know that. he was running out of selyn from all that augmenting for heat.
Alea: Oh you poor thing....
Alea glances at Tamlen.
Alea: What happened?
Tamlen: He ... he told me I had to ... shoot him then, before he attacked me.
Gnome: At least that nice Sectuib leaft me a warming gift.\
Alea shoves against the Gnome trying to straighten up and focus on Tarmlen.
Alea: Did you do it?
Gnome: The whirring of the reels have a very pleasant sound.
Jon Drake sees Alea and someone else abusing the Gnome in the distance.
Tamlen: No. I knew he was right, but I just ... couldn't for some reason.
Alea: A natural....
Tamlen: Not after he had saved my life.
Alea realizes she is leaning against the Gnome again...and shoves herself back up...overbalancing the
Gnome and accidently tipping it over.
Alea blinks.
Alea looks up at Tamlen.
Gnome: The vioces recording on the little machine sounded so like the people playing in the snow next to him.
Tamlen: I took my gun and left him there.
Alea: Good for you....
Alea: You left him?
Tamlen: But a couple of hours later....
Alea looks confused.
Alea gets up and tries to pull the Gnome back into place.
Alea gives up and turns and sits down on it.
Alea: Yes?
Tamlen: Well, he said he'd kill me if I didn't... I didn't want to, but ...
Alea props her chin in her hand and watchs Tamlen excercising, wondering where he gets all the energy.
Gnome: Stupid person. What does she think I am, a pirch of a bird.
Jon Drake makes his way over, a welcome distraction from the thorughts and worries that have been plaguing him lately.
Alea: Oh Tammmen...
Alea: Tamren..Tamlen..
Tamlen: But just like he said, he caught up with me.
Tamlen: Sorry, just ... memories.
Alea: What happened?
Tamlen: I was getting cold again, and exhausted from slogging through the snow...
Alea thinks she knows that exhausted feeling too...doesn't remember buidling SnowSime's to be this tiring.
Tamlen: When I saw him coming at me I was just too tired to care. And at least I'd help him that way. Which was important to me for some reason.
Gnome is tired of all this abuse. Wishing he could just zap the lady sitting on him.
Tamlen: So I just .. stood there.
Tamlen: Anyway, No Shen, there we were...
Alea nods, her eyelids drooping a bit.
Alea: No fear though....
Tamlen: When he started drawing it didn't hurt.
Alea watches Tamlen as he does his jumping jacks up and down..up and down.....
Alea smiles.
Alea: Yeah....feels good...
Alea: And that's how you ended up....a Donor?
Tamlen: At first. I started to resist and got burned a little, but by then he was almost done, so I survived.
Alea nods though she has seen it, she has never really understood the resistance.
Jon Drake approaches, reconsiders when he sees Alea and the other person talking.
Tamlen: Not right away. We got back to our units and went on like before. I heard later that he.
Tamlen: Got murdered in a battle.
Alea ~sad~
Tamlen: After the war I was sent back our-t.
Tamlen: But I wasn't happy in the barracks like before.
Jon Drake approaches...
Alea: I'm not surprised.
Tamlen: There was something missing that had been there in the field on that campaign.
Jon Drake: Good morning, Alea. Hope I'm not intruding.
Alea: Once a natural finds the joy of a Companion....
Alea blinks.
Alea: Oh...hello...Jon.
Tamlen: Then I was posted to a liason unit with the Gulf army.
Tamlen looks up.
Alea nods.
Alea: Have you met Tamlen?
Alea: He's a nautral like you.
Alea smiles and absently rubs at her numb nose.
Tamlen: Hi. No, just an old soldier babbling about the old days.
Jon Drake: Ah, Hello, Tamlen.
Jon Drake smiles.
Tamlen: You're saving this young lady from having to pretend to be interested.
Alea: Oh...shame on you Tamlen...it was very fascinating...
Tamlen: Tamlen Bobers, Donor First Class. [hold out hand
]
Jules Dist slips out of her bed, still hurting but determined to get back to her people.
Gnome is now known as TLurk.
Jon Drake: Uh, Alea? Why are you sitting on the gnome?
Alea's eyes widen and she looks around.
Alea: Oh.
Alea gets up and moves to the bench.
Jon Drake: Jon Drake, Donor in Training, First Class.
T Lurk sets mode: +o JulesDist
Jon Drake shakes his hand.
Alea: You know...I think I'm going inside to take a nap...
Wise Snake climbs the front steps of the Sime Center, with
Nick in tow.
Alea pushes herself up and turns toward the Center.
Jules Dist sets mode: +o NickR
Jules Dist finishes dressing and slips down the hall
Jon Drake thinks that i's getting a bit chilly out here.
Time to head in.
Wise Snake enters the lobby and looks around.
Jon Drake: I think I'll be heading in as well.
Tamlen: Nice talking to you, Miss.
Alea glances at Tameln.
Alea: Thank you for helping...
Alea waves vaguely at the SnowSime.
Tamlen: Anytime.
Alea: Oh...and for catching me when I fell out of the tree.
Alea smiles.
Jon Drake arches his eyebrow...
Alea turns and slowly makes her way to the Center.
Wise Snake ignores the desk clerk and makes a beeline for pharmaceuticals storage.
Tamlen: I could use some tea myself...
Alea continues to the back door.
Tamlen nods to Jon and heads for the door also.
Jon Drake enters as well, heads toward the front to put his jacket back up.
Jules Dist hears someone and ducks in a side room, zlinning activity from both ways.
Jon Drake hears the clerk at the desk calling out.
Something is wrong.
Alea goes inside, doesn't seem to hear the call and goes into the first transfer room.
Alea likes the feel of the heat and curls up to rest.
Jon Drake hurries down the hall.
Tamlen walks towards the looby for some tea.
Jon Drake sees Wise Snake rushing down the hall.
Jon Drake: Snake!
Jon Drake hurries to her.
Jon Drake: What's going on? Are _you_ the casuse of the clamor?
Tamlen wonders what the fuss is about.
Wise Snake: Hello, JonDrake.
Wise Snake continues toward the storage area, her mind on what she hopes to find newly placed there.
Nick follows.
Jon Drake: Is there something we can help you with,
Snake?
Tamlen follows along.
Jon Drake: Good morning, Nick. You're looking a bit better.
Nick: Thank you.
Wise Snake: Did those replacement drugs arrive?
Jon Drake: Let me check the records. I haven't heard of the arrival yet.
Jon Drake goes to check the records of incoming shipments.
Jon Drake looks to see if they have followed along.
Wise Snake is taking a moment to check out what's on the shelves in Pharmaceuticals Storage.
Jon Drake is reading the ledger. Looking at the shipments for the last 24 hours.
Jon Drake doesn't see a listing.
Jon Drake returns to Snake.
Wise Snake: Hmmmm [reads a label]
Jon Drake: Snake...
Wise Snake looks up.
Jon Drake: It hasn't some in yet. We still expect supplies to come in later today.
Wise Snake: [very calmly] Oh.
Wise Snake puts the item she was inspecting back on the shelf.
Wise Snake: Later today, you say?
Tamlen sees this seems a minor enough matter and wanders off.
Jon Drake: Yes.
Jon Drake: I'm sorry Snake.
Jon Drake: How are you holding up?
Wise Snake: About as well as could be expected, under the circumstances.
Wise Snake fidgets.
Nick steps closer, concentrating on payin attention.
Jon Drake: I'll keep an eye out, inform you when it comes in.
Wise Snake looks after Tamlen.
Wise Snake: Who was that?
Jon Drake: In the mean time, I know you are out on the edge, I'd like to ask you a question.
Wise Snake: Oh? [wary]
Jon Drake: Tamlen's another First Order Donor. He just arrived a couple of days ago.
Jon Drake: Yesterday, I was alone up front and I had an injury case come in.
Jon Drake: She's a renSime, she had a number of internal injuries, exposure. She was also in hard need.
Jon Drake: She's also distect.
Wise Snake: Oh.
Wise Snake: [seems a bit taken aback... but only a little]
Jon Drake: I was making some progress when Veraik pulled me from the case.
Wise Snake zlins JonDrake's response to being pulled.
Jon Drake: I felt that it was important to help her, no matter what her politics or lifestyle.
Wise Snake: I see.
Jon Drake doesn't want to tell too much, betray any confidences.
Wise Snake: And your question?
Jon Drake: I'm not sure that others in the center share that opinion.
Jon Drake: It has left me a little confused.
Jon Drake: There seems to be so much absolute hatred involved.
Jon Drake: I guess it reminds me too much of my old home town.
Jon Drake: I don't know if I have an actual question, more wanting to know how you see all of this.
Jon Drake: I guess I'm also still a bit concerned about the patient. She hasn't been turned out like I'd feared-
-they have a 2nd order channel on her case.
Jon Drake: She came here after being attacked by raiders.
They'd killed the Gen who was traveling with her, and left her to die.
Jules Dist sets mode: +o Alea
Jules Dist sets mode: +o wisesnake
Wise Snake: What do I think of what? The Distect?
Alea sets mode: +o JulesDist
Jon Drake: Maybe, I don't know. The world is getting so complex.
Jules Dist is now known as Zilla.
Zilla sets mode: +o Veraik
Wise Snake: Jon, if you are asking me how you should handle your confusion... I don't have an answer for you.
Zilla goes down the stairs, very happy with the progress she has made with veraik.
Wise Snake: The Tecton will demand that you obey its rules and procedures, regardless of your feelings.
Zilla is almost skipping with the success and the chance to do a special Zeor technique with Tramila..
Jon Drake nods.
Wise Snake: I've heard some people say that the most successful Tecton employees are the ones who become as professional and impersonal inside as the shell they project.
Jon Drake doesn't like the sound of that.
Zilla goes down the hall toward the infirmary and hears some voices...
Jon Drake: But that seems to go against what I saw as being a Donor, touching, healing, giving liffe.
Wise Snake: But then again, there are many who use their
Tecton jobs to pursue their own personal agendas... I'm sure you could find a way, if you put your mind to it.
Wise Snake: The important thing is to be careful. You wouldn't want to lose your cushy position because of a mistake.
Jon Drake: How do you do it, Snake? How do you walk between the worlds?
Wise Snake laughs.
Wise Snake: Not very well, I imagine.
Tamlen pushes away the tea he hasn't touched and gets up from the cafeteria table.
Wise Snake: It's a matter of making myself indispensible enough to both sides that neither will avoid me just for my... other... affiliations.
Jon Drake thinks that they probably shouldn't be talking about such things in the Center.
Wise Snake: But you should choose a more cautious path.
Secrecy, I should think, would be of prime importance.
Zilla decides to go get some tea...
Wise Snake: And.. if it were me, JonDrake, I wouldn't become involved with the Distect movement.
Wise Snake: Stick to people on the fringes... don't let yourself become known. It's the kiss of death for a
Tecton employee.
Zilla goes down the hall to the cafeteria.
Tamlen just stands there by the table.
Jon Drake nods.
Jon Drake: I understand.
Zilla sees the new Donor.
Zilla: Hello Tamlen.
Tamlen doesn't respond.
Jon Drake: It's only been here a few months, so many things have happened.
Tamlen: [ has a slick of sweat on his face.
Zilla concerned goes up to him.
Zilla: Are you okay?
Tamlen: Huh?
Zilla: You don't look like you feel very good.
Tamlen turns towards Zilla but his eyes aren't focused on her.
Jon Drake: Thank you for talking to me.
Wise Snake zlins JonDrake.
Tamlen: I.... don't feel well.
Zilla reaches out in concern and grabs his arm.
Zilla: We should get you to the infirmary..you're as hot as a Sime!
Tamlen's skin is Sme hot.
Tamlen: Yeah...
Wise Snake: Oh, and Jon?
Zilla slips her arm around his waist.
Tamlen starts towards the door.
Wise Snake: You might want to talk to Tarsh.
Zilla: Come on...
Zilla walks carefully by him.
Tamlen walks unsteadily.
Jon Drake: Oh, ok. Thanks.
Tamlen: But ... I'm never sick...
Zilla: Of course you're not...Donors never are...just the flu going around ....
Zilla tries to hold on to the Donor as she guides him down to room 8
Zilla: Let's get you right in here.
Tamlen allows Zilla to guide him onto the treatment table.
Wise Snake: I'll be working. I'll come back later to find out if the shipment has arrived.
Zilla: Just lie down right there...you'll be fine.
Tamlen lies down.
Zilla grabs a gown and brings it back to the Donor.
Tamlen: Could I have some water?
Jon Drake: Ok. I'll see you then.
Zilla: Of course.
Zilla goes back over to the sink and gets some water.
Zilla comes back and slips her arm under Tamlen's head.
Zilla: Here we go.
Tamlen slurps at the water.
Zilla: Can you drink that okay?
Tamlen: Yeah, i think so.
Jon Drake continues on, with only a few more answers and very many more questions.
Alea wakes up and realizes she is soaking wet...and shivering.
Zilla: Let me find a channel...I'll be right back tamlen.
Tamlen: Ok.
Wise Snake and Nick part ways with JonDrake and head for the front of the Center.
Tamlen keeps sipping at the water.
Alea drops her zeor cloak and leaves to go take a hot shower.
Nick thinks it was quite interesting to hear that there were people who managed to maintain their own agendas and moral standards while employed by the Tecton.
Alea goes up the stiars to her room and showers until the shivering stops.
Tramila goes to the infirmary to make her rounds.