Sime/Gen Roleplaying: Bender Cove Township Scenario
Episode #101: (12/15/97)
Wise Snake: These are all applications of Zoglan's theory.
Linn thinks about the equations and tries to relate them to Snake's remarks.
Wise Snake sighs.
Wise Snake: Look.
Briel shoves the papers away from her and runs a weary hand through her hair.
Wise Snake takes the paper and writes up a really haphazard renedition of the equations for the theoretical "Gen walks into the store" scenario.
Briel: Shen shen shen.
Wise Snake hands it to Linn.
Wise Snake: I'm sure you can.. do something... with this.
Briel looks at the transfer schedule she has worked out and shudders.
Briel: Shen you, Veraik. Couldn't you have waited just a week before running off.
Linn looks over the equations.
Linn: Wait a minute. What you've got here says the effect works both ways: That the Sime's field also modifies the Gen's.
Wise Snake: Of course.
Wise Snake: It's just that most Gens either aren't sensitive enough to realize it's happening, or they don't pay enough attention to notice.
Wise Snake: The same goes for the Gen's effect upon the Sime, by the way.
Wise Snake: [meaningfully]
Linn: Oh.
Briel sees that Tamlen is too early, Alea is promised to Tramila, JonDrake had transfer last week....
Bat Wing is now known as bat.
Briel sets mode: +o bat bat looks down from high, high above.
Linn thinks back, trying to remember a time when her field was modified by a Sime's.
Linn: Wait a moment.
Wise Snake listens patiently.
Bat sees an Alea down there.
Linn: Is the healing you do also an application of the same principle?
Briel stands and goes to the window, looking out to where she saw Alea yesterday and thinking about why Farrises always seem to get the special priviledges.
Bat wraps its wings around itself and chuckles quietly.
Wise Snake: Uhhmmm..well that's a stretch, but,
Briel ~~resentment/fear~~
Wise Snake: I mean really, all nageric interactions are, to some extent.
Bat detaches itself and falls.
Bat darts at Alea's hair.
Alea F walking through the lobby to her office.
Nick reflects that Zoglan never dreamed of some of the more interesting applications of his equations.
Alea F reaches up and slaps at her hair, feels something furry and jerks.
Bat bites Alea's hand.
Alea F screams.
Bat shrieks
Alea F jerks her hand back stumbling backward.
Bat sets up an awful screeching and flies in wild panicked circles around Alea.
Briel zlins and augments out fo her office.
Bat: Eee! E! EE! EE!
Bat flies full into Briel's face.
Alea F: Catch it! Catch it[to desk clerk] It bit me!
Bat: [whflop]
Briel gasps, startled and slaps at it with a tentacle.
Briel wraps a tentacle around it's neck, holding it out from her.
Bat flaps its wings, battering at Briel's arm and tentacles.
Bat has a little evil face and big ears, bright black bulging eyes.
Alea F shuddering, cradling her hand sinks to the couch.
Briel goes to the storage closet, zlinning the ugly little critter, avoding the ambient from Alea's field.
Bat screeches "curses on you, you big pink hey! Where do you think we're going!" in batlan.
Briel grabs a box, slams the bat down in it and closes the lid.
Bat: Ee!! E!! EE!!! [slam] mmm... .mm ... mmm.
Alea F: Oh shen..oh shen..oh shen....
Briel uses her tentacles to poke holes in the box, then tapes it closed.
Bat: [bump.... clunk... bump... flop... bonk]
Alea F still trembeling from the shock of the attack, notes several renSimes zlinning and forces herself under control.
Briel brings the bat out and hands it to the clerk.
Briel: See that it's fed and keep a watch on it over the next week.
Briel wipes discreetly at the sheen of sweat on her upper lip, silently cursing veraik and all farrises in general.
Bat: Mm ? [bonk]
Briel takes a deep breath, then turns her glare on Alea.
Alea F smiles weakly, offering support.
You are now known as Alea.
Briel: A little late...you should have thought of that before.
Briel goes over to examine Alea's hand.
Alea: I'd like to see how you react when startled badly followed quickly by pain.
Briel glares.
Briel: I don't think you really want to see that, Alea.
Alea sighs.
Alea: No, I suppose I don't. I've seen enough bad reactions this week to last a lifetime.
Briel: Well, come on then, let's get you to the infirmary, clean this bite up and heal that hand.
Briel weary.
Linn shakes her head in frustration.
Alea sets mode: +o Tramila
Alea stands and goes toward the infirmary.
Wise Snake glances at Linn.
Alea: Whatever happened to that idiot that was suppose to come respray the Center?
Briel goes into room 2, prodding alea along.
Linn: It's just so hard to remember all the time that I'm affecting the people around me.
Wise Snake: Really?
Briel: I have no idea. I've called twice. Perhaps I should find another person now that veraik is gone.
Wise Snake: ~surprised~
Alea goes over to the sink and allows briel to thorougly wash the wound.
Briel ~~zlinning~~
Briel: It's not too bad.
Alea relieved.
Linn: Yes. That doesn't happen, when there are only Gens and children around.
Wise Snake: I had rather thought it did, only with words and expressions instead of nagers.
Alea: This isn't my fault.
Briel sighs and casts a disgruntled look at Alea.
Briel: Tell that to the people you shocked with that reaction of yours.
Linn: Words and expressions don't have quite as immediate an effect, most times, and particularly not with strangers.
Alea shrugs daintily.
Alea: A nautral reaction that was quickly brought under control. Had anything happened I would have simply brought the renSime gently hypo..one cannot help but be startled when a bat nose dives their hair.
Briel thinks that might be right, but with a farris field, even a small reaction is enough to drive a normal renSime to their knees
Linn sits down on the couch, staring glumly at her hands.
Wise Snake: Some say they do, but most people ignore that fact.
Tramila sets mode: +t
Tramila changes topic to "Bender Cove Sime Center - Sime~Gen Roleplaying"
Briel wipes at the sweat on her brow, thinking how the field of this Gen bothers her...
Tramila sets mode: +o Ddraig
Alea ~~soothing/concern~~
Linn: It can't be ignored, this side of the border.
Alea: Are you okay Briel?
Briel relaxes.
Wise Snake: No. Not really.
Briel: Other than the fact that I don't have a regular Donor again this month? Yeah, I'm fine.
Alea sighs, allows Briel to dry her hand off and holds it out.
Bat is now known as bullfrog.
Bullfrog: [from somewhere in room]
Bullfrog: Booinnnng.
Briel extends her laterals over the wound projecting need.
Bullfrog: Booing.
Bullfrog: Boinggggg.
Tramila zlins her Donor and walks in. "Alea? I zlin your pain." [looks concerned]
Alea glances up from where Briel is working.
Wise Snake: Boingg.
Wise Snake: ===that was the frog===
Wise Snake: Hey, Linn, you'll learn.
Alea: I'm fine. A bat bit me.
Wise Snake: You've already done the hardest part which is coming to believe it really does make a difference.
Tramila: A bat?
Briel retracts tentacles and turns to Tramila.
Alea nods.
Tramila: I want to zlin it.
Alea: Swooped out of the rafters.
Briel ~~resentment~~
Briel: Of course, hajene.
Tramila frowns.
Briel moves back out of the farris' way.
Bullfrog takes a long jump - about 4 feet - and lands near Tramila's feet.
Tramila doesn't notice Briel's problem.
Alea sees the frog and jumps.
Bullfrog inflates itself grotesquely.
Bullfrog: BOING.
Tramila looks. "Not now Alea." [wraps tentacles]
Alea: Someone call and exterminator! I swear that we didn't have this problem last week. Someone must have released soemthing new in here.......
Tramila looks at the frog then at Briel, showing only a little arrogance.
Linn sighs.
Briel glares at Tramila hoping she doesn't expect HER to pick up that nasty little thing.
Linn: Well, there's a long way between belief and accomplishment.
Tramila: Hold still Alea.
Tramila leans in to take 5th contact.
Alea holds still, tyring to forget about the frog somewhere near their feet.
Wise Snake: It's like learning a new language, with new gestures... only in addition to sounds, you also have to learn thought patterns and behavioral patterns.
Wise Snake: Think of them as... customs. We have differnt customs here.
Linn: I.
Briel crosses her arms and moves back to lean against a bed away from them...making certain they udnerstand she's not picking up the amphibian.
Linn: I'd noticed.
Tramila makes 5th and zlins deeply, taking a little extra time just to enjoy HER DONOR.
Bullfrog: BreeeeeeeBeep.
Briel bristles.
Briel thinks arrogant farris.
Tramila: ~~~ zlns the wound healing from Briel's care~~~~
Wise Snake jumps up suddenly.
Briel wonders why they can get special Donors from anywhere and they can barely manage to send her a Donor just in time each month.
Wise Snake: Nick... we're almost late for the mayor's son's birthday party.
Wise Snake: I just know one of those kids is going to fall off a pony, and I want to be there for it.
Nick: I'd forgotten all about that.
Alea field high.
Tramila releases. "Thank you for caring for [puts a slight emphasis on it] "my" Donor.
Briel lifts a brow at Tramila.
Briel: I wouldn't have had to if you'd been with her like you're suppose to.
Tramila is reluctant to let go but finally withdraws tentacles.
Briel: You might remembver that in the future.
Briel turns to leave.
Alea doesn't like feeling like property and bristles.
Tramila ignores Briel.
Nick goes to collect the medicine satchel.
Wise Snake looks down at Linn.
Briel: By the way, tramila...you'll be giving me my transfer this week.
Briel pauses at the door to see tramila's reaction.
Wise Snake: Don't be down, Linn. You'll get the hang of it once you've had a little practice.
Tramila lifts a brow. "What? No Donor for you.?"
Briel trembles slightly.
Briel: Next month.
Briel goes out into the hall.
Linn: I'll try to look on it as a challenge.
Wise Snake grimly looks forward to living through various guilt trips of Linn's if the woman ever figures out what she and her nager have wreaked over the last months.
Wise Snake smiles.
Wise Snake: Good.
Linn deliberately thinks about her last date with Verile, and how much she enjoyed it.
Wise Snake's eyebrows shoot up.
Tramila covers the response in her nager, remembering all the times SHE had to take Channel's transfer.
Wise Snake: G - good.
Wise Snake thinks they'll have to work on subtlety next, when Linn feels more relaxed again.
Briel leans against hte wall shivering at Tramila's words, feeling need worse than normal as she realizes she has nor will she have an assigned Donor.
Alea: You know, tramila...briel has trouble with her transfers.
Alea: Do you think it was nice to taunt her so?
Nick returns with the satchel, his coat, and Snake's cape.
Wise Snake: Thanks, Nick.
Alea doesn't like to see any channel in need and feels empathy for her.
Wise Snake throws on her cape.
Briel takes a deep breath and decides to see if she can find tamlen or JonDrake to talk to for awhile.
Briel goes down the hall in search.
Nick sets the satchel down just long enough to put on his coat, then slings it over his shoulder.
Alea slips the bandage off her other arm that is now almost all healed and tosses it in the trash.
Bullfrog: Boingngng.
Tramila looks down her nose.
Tramila hears the bullfrog again and takes Alea out of the room and shuts the door. "Let's call an exterminatored but hopefully, this time, he won't use chemicals that Farris' are allergic to.
Alea: I would think that you, Tramila, of all people, would understand what it's like to go ....
Wise Snake and Nick leave the house.
Alea glares at Tramila's actions.
Alea: I'm not faint. I can walk on my own Tramila.
Tramila: I do...it's just that I am giddy with one Farris transfer and now I'm going to have a second in a row.
Tramila: I still can't believe it.
Alea: And Briel understands that.
Alea: Think how she feels, having to assign all of the transfers knowing she has no Donor.
Alea wonders why she is defending a woman who doesn't care a whit for her feelings.
Tramila: I don't know what is the matter with me these days.
Tramila: First I make snow angels then I hurt another Channel.
Tramila: I promsie to try harder.
Alea gapes at Tramila, unable to believe how easily the channel gave in.
Tramila looks away.
Alea realizes Tramila must just be feeling a little possessive and immediately begins treating Tramila as her channel who is past turnover and in need.
Tramila relaxes.
Alea: Today is your turnover day, isn't it?
Tramila looks away, embarrashed.
Alea: I'm sorry, hajene that I wasn't with you when you woke up this morning.
Tramila: I'm usually better at covering it up.
Alea: My mind was on other things.
Alea: Yeah, well..how often are you trying to hide it from a Farris Donor?
Tramila: No. It's all right.
Alea smiles gently.
Tramila: Want to go for a walk?
Alea: Sounds great.
Tramila smiles. "Rarely."
Alea: I doubt there's very many living things out there right nowt hat can attack me.
Tramila: Bad month?
Alea goes over to the cloak stand and retrieves her cloak, gloves and scarf.
Tramila does the same.
Alea: I'm beginning to think the Center is cursed. I never had as many problems as I have here.
Alea shrugs.
Alea: However, I'm used to working with people other than farrises so I've gotten lax.
Tramila brushes a tentacles over Alea.
Alea: But beyond that, I swear I've been attacked more times and met more animals in this building than I knew existed in one place.
Alea shrugs, then smiles, projecting a soothing ambient.
Tramila: Yes. I think so too.
Alea: Tomorrow is another day.
Alea: Things will have to look up.
Tramila baths in the glow of promise.
Tramila opens door for Alea.
Alea goes out, wishing she'd brought that distect book she'd been reading, but afraid Tramila might not appreciate ti.
Alea decides that can wait...her Channel must be seen to first..and starting right now, she's going to do her best to see to her job..being the best farris Donor she can be.
Alea smiles at tramila as they walk out together.