Sime/Gen Roleplaying: Bender Cove Township Scenario
Episode #115: (12/30/97)
Alea comes down the stairs, looking around, faintly impressed to see at.
Least the lobby looks orderly again.
Jon Drake is in his office completing some of the flood of paperwork.
Alea goes to the desk and sorts through the files.
Mostan is now known as Lanyi.
Lanyi comes in from the street carrying a bag.
Lanyi pushes the door closed with her foot.
Alea glances around.
Alea ~~curious~~
Alea: Good morning, Lanyi.
Lanyi: Morning Alea.
Alea pauses, files in her hands.
Alea: What's in the bag?
Jon Drake is now known as PiotrRava.
Piotr Rava is sitting in the infirmary at Jules' side.
Alea sets the files down and moves around the desk to lean against it,
Studying Lanyi curiously.
Briel is now known as Jules.
Piotr Rava is ignoring the guard posted inside the room, other than to.
Adjust the ambient for the presence.
Piotr Rava sees that Jules is awakening again.
Lanyi puts the bag down on the counter. "Want some walnuts?" Pulls out a.
Handful.
Jules sighs, blinking, zlinning around her.
Lanyi: [ to clerk ] You?
Alea studies the walnuts carefully.
Lanyi: [ walnuts are still in the shell and make no unsuspicious moves ]
Alea: I'll pass, thank you.
Lanyi: Ok.
Alea: Wouldn't want to ruin my day if I ended up allergic to those types.
Of nuts too.
Lanyi twists one open with her tentacles and pops the meat into her mouth.
" I've gotta have at least one, vice, right?"
Jules sets mode: +o Bcal.
Wise Snake and Bcal walk up the Sime Center steps.
Alea: I suppose so.
Lanyi silently rolls eyes. Farrises!
Wise Snake: [the nager between them is... tense... to put it mildly]
Alea smiles.
B'cal snatches the door handle before Snake can try to hold the door for her.
Wise Snake grimaces but doesn't say anything.
Piotr Rava softly asks, "How are you doing, Jules?"
B'cal marches into the Sime Center, ready to pick a fight.
Jules turns from Piotr.
Jules: Alive.
Jules flatly.
Wise Snake starts to not enter, but then sighs, feeling it is her duty to at.
Least get B'cal out of the lobby before leaving her.
Alea: My vice is sketching..art.
Alea [to Lanyi]
B'cal: This place stinks!!
Alea jumps, turning to look at B'cal.
Alea ~~wary~~
Piotr Rava: Jules, I'm sorry.
Lanyi turns to see who has the big chip on her nager.
Piotr Rava: My first thought was to see you survive.
Lanyi sniffs the air.
Jules: I did..but for what?
Jules ~~grief~~
B'cal ignores lanyi and Alea for the time being.
B'cal: Look at this floor!
Alea looks down.
B'cal: You'd think after that fiasco the other day these people would have.
Had some sense knocked into them!
Alea: It was mopped this morning...
B'cal kicks a throw rug underneath a couch where it can't be seen.
Lanyi looks at the floor.
Alea realizes she's not talking about the mopping but that Alea slipped on.
The rug.
Alea suddenly smiles as she remembers someone told her B'cal did too.
Piotr Rava: While there is life, there is hope.
Wise Snake can't see anything unusual about the floor, but then it's been.
Demonstrated many times that Snake is blind to all kinds of filth.
Jules closes her eyes.
Jules: We'll see...
B'cal: It looks like pigs have been taking mud baths in here.
Alea thinks she can surely find B'cal a mop if she wants to mop it.
B'cal sees Alea smirking to herself and sneers at the ... barely... Donor.
Alea's grin widens, glad to see B'cal out of sorts.
B'cal: What are you doing, waiting for your lap-of-the-day to come and.
Collect you?
Piotr Rava lays a hand on Jules' undamaged shoulder.
Alea eyes narrow.
Alea looks back at Lanyi, slightly embarrassed.
B'cal sees the walls are still bare of art and nods in smug satisfaction at.
The empty nails.
Alea: Thank you for the offer of the walnuts, hajene.
Alea: However, I have more -art- to work on for these walls.
Lanyi realizes she needs to read the earlier books in this series.
Piotr Rava looks up at the guard for a moment, disappointed that he is a.
Gen, but there's no much he could do now in any case. Jules is still week.
B'cal sees a donor who's waiting to donate, reading one of the Center's.
Waiting-room magazines.
B'cal strides over and snatches it out of the person's hands.
B'cal: What kind of trash is this?? Gen's Monthly? No wonder you people are all idiots, if this is the best you can do for entertainment.
Alea looks to snake for help.
Alea looks at Lanyi.
B'cal opens the door and throws it out.
Alea wonders if no one is going to say anything to the Donor.
Lanyi curls her lip at BCal alienating the donor. This should be behind.
Closed doors.
Wise Snake ignores B'cal, looking the other way as if she isn't there.
Lanyi: ~~ minor indignation ~
B'cal: [donor is flabbergasted]
Alea: Shen[softly]
Piotr Rava notices a slight distraction on the edge of his calm. He figures.
There must be some nageric turbulence going on nearby.
B'cal is outraged that despite the worst she can do, none of these people.
Has enough spine to say a single word about it.
B'cal: Bunch of sniveling wimps. You all disgust me!
Alea sighs.
Alea: Excuse me, B'cal.
Lanyi goes over to the donor. "Never mind her. I'm Lanyi. May I help you?"
B'cal: Especially you! [points at Snake]
Alea goes forward to B'cal.
Alea: Would it be possible for you to take it upstairs please.
B'cal starts to sweep out of the Lobby, but runs into Alea.
Alea grunts staggering back.
B'cal: Would you get out of my way! You overgrown chinchilla!
Alea catches her balance and moves aside.
B'cal brushes herself off, then walks past, shaking her head and sneering at Alea.
B'cal: Pathetic.
Jules closes her eyes, falling to sleep.
B'cal leaves the lobby.
Piotr Rava separates out that distraction to a corner of his perception.
While maintaining his support of Jules, his efforts to speed her healing,
He takes a closer look at the patterns impinging on him.
Wise Snake finishes pretending none of that happened.
Wise Snake smiles rather pleasantly at Alea.
Lanyi: Not her day, it seems. Did you want to donate or did you need healing?
Jules is now known as Dani`
Alea looks oddly at Snake, wary.
Piotr Rava begins to find patterns within the chaos.
Dani sneezes.
Wise Snake: I've been ignoring her all night. It seems to be working..
Don't you think?
Dani: I..I come to get healed.
Alea to Lanyi.
Piotr Rava finds a particular signature she recognizes.
Alea: I would say so.
Alea looks back at Snake.
Lanyi: We do that here. Has someone already talked to you?
Piotr Rava wonders what the one called Wise Snake is doing here.
Piotr Rava is now known as JonDrake.
Alea: But couldn't you have delivered her somewhere else.
Dani shakes her head, her short brown curls bouncing around her face.
Dani rubs at her nose and sneezes again.
Lanyi: Could you come with me then?
Dani: They was busy at the desk so I just came over here and sat down.
Dani stands.
Jon Drake comes out of his office to see what needs to be done.
Wise Snake's smile fades as she regards Alea.
Alea wary again.
Alea: What?
Wise Snake: What? You ask me what? .... I think you know.
Alea nods.
Alea: Oh..that.
Alea glances around, uneasy.
Lanyi leads Dani to a treatment room.
Dani follows the channel hurrying to keep up.
Wise Snake cocks her head, studying Alea.
Dani looks around the treatment room.
Alea shrugs.
Dani: Wow, this is big.
Alea: What is it you want to know?
Jon Drake passes by.
Jon Drake: Good Morning Lanyi.
Lanyi: Yup. Bigger than at most Centers. What is bothering you?
Lanyi: Morning Jon.
Dani looks back at the Channel.
Dani: Cold..maybe the flu? I've been sick, running a fever. I don't feel.
So good.
Wise Snake: Want to... not know, I think.
Wise Snake: But it's too late for that.
Jon Drake shows mild curiosity regarding what Lanyi is doing, then continues.
On to the front desk.
Lanyi: Ah. May I zlin you?
Jon Drake goes to the board to check the duty roster.
Dani nods, looking at Lanyi's arms.
Dani: Well..well sure.
Dani sneezes again.
Lanyi takes Dani's arms.
Dani: Scuse me.
Alea: Too late?
Alea studies snake.
Lanyi: Of course.
Schhhh N N N walks into the lobby.
Schhhh N N N !!!
Schhhh N N N !!!!!
Schhhh N N N !!
Schhhh N N N: Excuse me [wearily]
Lanyi extends her laterals and zlins Dani' carefully.
Alea looks over to the newcomer.
Wise Snake edges away from the door.
Alea: Can we help you?
Alea walks forward.
Schhhh N N N starts to speak, then bends over, snatches the bottom of his shirt, presses his face to it, and...
Schhhh N N N !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Schhhh N N N: Whoa... that was a good one.
Alea scrunches up her face in distaste.
Alea: Please take a seat in the lobby. Someone will be right with you.
Alea turns back and walks over to snake.
Schhhh N N N: Thangs...
Lanyi withdraws her tentacles and releases her arms.
Alea: Tell me snake what you meant by that last comment?
Jon Drake: Good morning, Alea.
Dani ~~nausea~~
Jon Drake: Good morning, Snake.
Alea blinks glances over at Jon.
Alea: Good morning.
Wise Snake is momentarily distracted by the person sneezing their head off.
Alea: Did you see you've been reassigned to Lanyi as Donor this month?
Wise Snake glances belatedly at Jon.
Wise Snake: Hello, Jon.
Jon Drake seems much more focused than yesterday.
Jon Drake: Thanks again for last night.
Jon Drake smiles.
Lanyi: Yeah, Looks t like the flu, and an opportunistic sinus infection.
You have a sore throat when waking up?
Jon Drake: Really, Alea?
Alea looks from Jon to Snake curiously.
Jon Drake glances at the board.
Dani: Uh huh...
Wise Snake smiles faintly at Alea, letting her wonder.
Dani blinks and rubs at her stomach.
Lanyi: The nausea is probably from post nasal drip. Toxins from the infection.
Jon Drake: I wonder why Briel changed things around like that.
Jon Drake shrugs.
Alea: I'm not sure.
Alea: I just saw the post.
Snorkkkkk blows his nose on his shirt.
Jon Drake: I just left her. I'll go assist her then.
Snorkkkkk !!
Snorkkkkk !!!!!..... !!
Alea: Snake, would you like to assist?
Alea motions toward the person.
Dani: I see...
Wise Snake smiles pleasantly.
Wise Snake: I don't think so.
Alea shrugs.
Alea: Very well.
Alea: So, how was work last night.
Dani: Are you saying you can't help me?
Dani: I just have to go on being sick?
Lanyi: No, not at all.
Dani: Cause..well, I just got this job. I am an adult now..two weeks, and.
I don't want to be...
Dani: Oh.
Wise Snake: B'cal found it a bit frustrating...
Dani ~~relieved~~
Wise Snake: I have to confess not having to answer any of her insults made.
For a surprisingly refreshing night.
Dani: Well good.
Wise Snake: That didn't stop her from dealing them out, of course.
Alea: I'm glad to know that.
Lanyi: I can help. Just sit there while I do some field work.
Alea: No, of course not.
Dani nods vigorously.
Dani: Good. Okay, whatever you say. I just want to feel better.
Snorkkkkk sniffles noisily.
Lanyi extends her laterals and shows her need.
Dani responds.
Alea: That's B'cal though.
Alea: Insulting to the very end.
Alea: When will she be leaving?
Lanyi: ~~ stimulating Dani's immune system ~~
Wise Snake: She will be here a long time.
Lanyi: ~~ tries to induce more fluid in the nasal cavities ~~
Lanyi hands Dani a box of tissues. "You may want these."
Wise Snake wonders if Alea is still acting as a spy.
Dani: Thank you.
Acho O O Ble explodes into a frenzied series of sneezes.
Alea: Oh.
Alea frowns.
Acho O O Ble pulls off his shirt, so he can use the back for more sneezing.
Alea: I had hoped she would be gone now that she no longer matches you.
Alea: I did understand it that should would be here for two transfers.
Wise Snake: Ah... well.. she can't go back to her House until they are.
Satisfied that she has "straightened me out".
Jon Drake enters the Treatment Room.
Alea doesn't like the idea that b'cal is going to be around that long.
Jon Drake: Good morning again, Lanyi. It looks like I'm actually assigned.
To you.
Wise Snake: And she is too "honorable" to pretend that the work Nick and.
Linn have done was her own... if she did that she'd be home already.
Wise Snake thinks... well maybe.
Alea doesn't know about that.
Alea thinks the Donor was sent there just to test them all out since she.
Wasn't doing it anymore.
Alea: There is no other explanation for B'cal..except to see if she can.
Push us all to our limits[mutters]
Lanyi: Hello Jon.
Dani: I'm Dani.
Dani: [to Jon]
Jon Drake: Anything I can help you with?
Lanyi: Glad to have your help. Dani has the flu and a sinus infection.
Jon Drake: Good morning Dani.
Acho O O Ble abandons his soggy shirt on a chair and takes up a small ornamental couch cushion to muffle his next outburst.
Alea: And you say she won't stay with you?
Acho O O Ble: AcHOOOommmmmbghh.
Wise Snake: I have tried. SHe refuses.
Lanyi: Could you get her some Vasopen spray?
Alea tries to ignore the person in the lobby.
Lanyi: [ clerk brings achoOOBLE a box of tissues ]
Dani sneezes again, grabs the tissue and places it against her nose.
Alea: Ah, well...
Alea: It was only a hope.
Lanyi: Try and get the gunk out.
Acho O O Ble: Aaahh...ahh... ah CHOOOOmmmphh.
Acho O O Ble: ThankyyoOOOCHOOOOOPH [splatter]
Acho O O Ble: Sorry [pulling out a tissue]
Jon Drake heads to the medicine cabinet for the spray.
Lanyi: Pardon my technical language. [ smiles ]
Dani: You sound just like my mom.
Wise Snake: So... what else are you, that I don't know about?
Wise Snake: [to Alea]
Dani giggles and obeys.
Alea blinks.
Wise Snake: [conversationally]
Alea: Well, I'm a Donor, a Farris, in Zeor...
Alea holds up her hands.
Alea: Pregnant, happy most of the time now...
Wise Snake: And other things.
Alea: What else did you want to know?
Alea: Not anymore.
Wise Snake looks around at the assortment of other people within probably.
Hearing range, then back at Alea.
Lanyi: Thank you. Mothers are always the first healers.
Wise Snake: Not any more?
Jon Drake hands the spray to Lanyi.
Alea shakes her head hoping Snake doesn't say anything else.
Wise Snake: What are we supposed to think? The ones who were..watched.
Dani: Mom's just like to nag.
Wise Snake: What are we supposed to feel?
Lanyi: Dani, try two sprays of this in each nostril.
Alea turns cool.
Alea: Whatever you want to feel, Snake.
Dani accepts the spray and applies it.
Dani: Oh yuck.
Dani sniff sniff.
Dani: This is...wet!
Wise Snake should have known better than to expect anything solid or.
Believable from Alea.
Wise Snake: Yeah...
Wise Snake looks away.
Wise Snake: Well.
Alea: You're going to feel whatever you want. I can't help you there.
Wise Snake turns away from Alea and goes to the door of the Sime Center.
Lanyi: Yeah. It will help break up the mucus so you can get it out.
Alea shrugs thinking there's not much she can do when snake refuses to talk.
Wise Snake leaves.
Alea turns to go down the hall.
Dani blows her nose.
Dani: Wow..I'm feeling bunches better already.
Piotr Rava feels the presence fading.
Piotr Rava moves to the window to see if he can catch sight of Snake.
Dani smiles up at Lanyi.
Dani: Thank you.
Lanyi: Glad to help.
Lanyi goes over to the cabinet. "Are you allergic to any medications?
Alea heads down the hall to check on Lanyi and Dani.
Alea wants to alert her about another patient.
Dani: Not that I know of.
Lanyi: Take a teaspoon of this every 6 hours. And come back tomorrow and.
I'll check you again.
Dani takes the medicine.
Dani: Okay..sure, thanks.
Lanyi: It may make you a little drowsy, so be careful.
Alea signals.
Dani: Oh.
Dani frowns.
Lanyi: And the usual stuff like mom. Plenty of rest, keep warm, lots of fluids.
Dani: I can still work though, so that should be okay.
Dani stands.
Acho O O Ble sneezes his way through the box of tissues.
Dani: Okay.
Alea pushes the door open, peeking in.
Dani looks at the bottle and reads it.
Alea: We have another patient, hajene, when you're ready.
Lanyi: OK Alea. thanks.
Alea nods and starts on down the hall.
Acho O O Ble looks a little uneasy.
Acho O O Ble: Uh oh... I feel funny...
Dani goes to the door.
Acho O O Ble gets up, staggers across the room, grabs the front desk's.
Wastepaper basket, and hurls.
Alea thinks she'll go out back since the sun is shining today.
Acho O O Ble hooooOOOOOOOOOOOllll.
Hugghhh .... uggggghhhhacckk... ooool... ull... hoooagh.
Alea grabs up an old gray cloak near the back door and slips out.
Dani: Thank you again Miz..uh....channel.
Dani grins, then sneezes into a tissue.
Lanyi: Lanyi Tigue ambrov Dar. But call me Lanyi.
Dani thinks her name was lammi..but doesn't want to say since she isn't.
Quite sure.
Dani: Ah.
Dani smiles.
Hugghhh keeps hugging the waste receptacle a while longer, in case any more.
Has to come out.
Dani: Miz Lanyi.
Dani hurries out.
Hugghhh: HHHhhllll... lllll.... BOOOLLLUgghh.
Hugghhh feels strangely better now.
Hugghhh stands up shakily and wobbles toward the door.
Lanyi comes out to the lobby. Zlins hugghhh.
Hugghhh: ~~ sneezy wheezy drippy and butterflies in his stomach ~~
Alea slips out back into the garden and takes a seat on the stone bench.
Fise walks down Trout street, curling his lip at the dirty neighborhood.
Fise: What can she want down here?
Hugghhh opens the front door and tries to leave while still leaning on it.
[awkward]
Lanyi goes over. I'm Hajene Lanyi. I assume you want healing, right?
Hugghhh: I was just waitin for my girlfriend. ~wave of dizziness~
Hugghhh: She just went out the door.
Hugghhh manages to let go of the door and sways across the threshold,
Gritting his teeth at the cold wind.
Lanyi: [ loud ] I could help you with that!
Lanyi trys to zlin hugghh's condition.
Fise comes to a building more decrepit than usual even for this.
Neighborhood. He looks at the people huddled around a barrel fire out.
Front.
Lanyi: [ from a distance ]
Hugghhh: ~~~ raging fever... nauseated... and a fine case of whatever Dani.
Had ~~~
Hugghhh: Well...
Hugghhh: Okay.
Hugghhh collapses into a heap.
Fise glances at a piece of paper. Approaches the group. "Is this the.
Homeless shelter?"
Jon Drake moves to help Lanyi's zlinning.
Lanyi picks up InAHeap. "Close the door Jon. See if Dani is still out.
There first."
Fise: [ Guessing that a semicoherent reply is affirmative, Fise goes into.
The building. ]
Fise tries not to touch the walls. He decides to try zlinning for snake.
Instead of talking to one of these... people.
Wise Snake is in the back, where there is a large room with many cots set up.
Lanyi lugs InAHeap back to the treatment room.
Lanyi puts him down on the examination table.
Fise carefully makes his way back to where snake is, trying not to touch.
Anything.
Wise Snake looks up.
Wise Snake: Ah.. Fise. There you are.
Wise Snake smiles.
Fise: Yes. I'm here. ~~ disgust at 'here' ~~
Fise: What are we doing here?
Wise Snake notes Fise's reaction to the environment and people.
Lanyi wipes off IAH's arms and then makes a lateral contact to deep zlin.
Lanyi mutters to herself. '... walking around like this'
Lanyi: How long have you had this?
In A Heap: Mmpha.. lllgble.
Wise Snake stands to join Fise.
Wise Snake: Well, I told you I'd be working with you to determine how your.
Donor will have to be trained to suit.
Wise Snake: I also have to make sure we have an understanding about how the.
Patients will be treated, before I bring you into Eastcove.
Lanyi tries to get a nageric grip on temperature regulation to bring the.
Fever down.
Wise Snake: This, here, is for practice.
Fise thinks that if it is practice that means it will only be for a little.
While...
Fise sucks in a breath. 'Ok. What are we treating here?"
Wise Snake is pleased with Fise's reaction to the explanation.
Wise Snake goes to one of the beds.
Fise follows and forces himself to zlin the patient.
Wise Snake: This guy was crossing the street in crowded traffic and got.
Trampled. No bones are broken, for a wonder, but he's pretty beat up.
Tramplee moans and looks up at Fise blurrily.
Fise: Bruises I zlin.
Fise: I'd have to do a lateral contact to check for internals.
Wise Snake supports Fise; firmly, because of what he'd said before.
Wise Snake: Go ahead, then. I'm here.
Fise: ~~ was afraid she'd say that ~~
Fise reaches for Tramplee's arms and reluctantly makes lateral contact.
Fise zlins for internal injuries to organs or bleeding.
Tramplee stiffens slightly, then lies passively.
Tramplee in pain.
Wise Snake monitors Fise's actions, evaluating both what he does and what.
He's feeling.
Lanyi: Jon, could you get Briel or whoever's head channel on duty?
Jon Drake is supporting Lanyi. He is much more focused on the work than he.
Was yesterday.
Jon Drake: Right away.
Jon Drake goes looking for Briel.
Fise is slowly working through the organs in alphabetical order. Adrenals,
Brain, ...
Jon Drake heads to Briel's office. Signals.
Briel glances up.
Briel: Yes?
Briel: Come in.
Briel pushes back the paperwork and sighs, rubbing at her neck.
Fise: Kidneys, Liver, Lymphatic, ...
Jon Drake: Lanyi sent me to get your help with a case.
Briel frowns and sighs.
Briel: Okay..where is she?
Wise Snake is surprised by his methodical approach... but waits patiently.
Jon Drake: Good morning, by the way.
Briel stands, going out the door.
Briel pauses and nods.
Briel: Good morning.
Jon Drake leads the way.
Fise: Pancreas, Pituitary, Prostate, Spleen....
Alea continues to sit there contemplating the beauty of the day.
Fise finishes by checking the xiphoid and zygomatic arch.
Jon Drake shows Briel to where Lanyi is with the patient.
Briel strolls in, zlinning.
Briel: What seems to be the problem, Lanyi?
Wise Snake waits expectantly.
Wise Snake: Well, Fise? What do you say.
Lanyi: This guy was walking around with a raging fever, flu and secondary.
Infections. And he only came here to wait for his girlfriend who has a.
Much milder case.
In A Heap is lying in a heap on the treatment table.
Briel: Yes?
Briel ~~confused~~
Briel: Is this a question as to whether we can legally treat him or not.
Since he didn't come in for treatment?
Fise: Lots of bruising, contusions, and cuts of course.
Briel shoves her hair back over her shoulder and moves closer to zlin.
Lanyi: I wanted a second opinion. Do I send him home with meds after.
Immune stims, or should we keep him here overnight?
Briel glances at lanyi, surprised.
Briel: You're the tigue, not me.
Briel: I would certainly trust your opinion more.
Briel: However, if the person here was actually not planning on any.
Treatment, only waiting on his girlfriend, I wouldn't put much stock in him.
Taking care of himself when he got home.
Briel: I'd keep him.
Fise: Minor concussion, but it should be a problem, he won't be moving.
Around much anyway.
Lanyi: Exactly.
Briel: If there is any fall out over it, I'll take the blame.
Fise: That left Kidney look like it got hit though. I don't think it is.
Working fully.
Wise Snake: Would you like to do some healing work with him? The work is.
Yours if you want it.
Briel: After all, I don't see how he's going to make it home under his own.
Power as he is now.
Wise Snake: I will support you .
Fise: ~~ Not Really ~~ "Yeah, I can do some.
Fise turns back to tramplee.
Briel decides since Lanyi is new here she must have just wanted to check.
With her first before doing what she'd already decided to do.
Lanyi: OK. Thanks. could you send some orderlies down with a gurney?
I'll move him to Room 12.
Briel wonders if Lanyi realizes she is probably more qualified than Briel.
Is to run the center, but doesn't let the question show in her nager.
Briel: Of course, hajene.
Fise extends his tentacles.
Briel: Excuse me.
Briel turns and goes out, motioning to two people to bring a gurney to the.
Treatment room lanyi is in.
Gurneyman pushes gurney into the room, leaning on the top lazily as he.
Glides it in.
Gurneyman: Here you go.
Lanyi: Hi. We need to move this gentlegen to room 12. He'll be here.
Overnight at least.
Gurneyman nods.
Lanyi moves to take InAHeap's shoulders.
Gurneyman moves around to inaheap's feet and grabs the edge of the sheet to.
Slide him over.
Gurneyman moves with Lanyi, settling inaheap on the bed.
Wise Snake: Let me know if you require anything different from me.
~~supporting... firmly~~
Gurneyman: Out like a light.
In A Heap mutters and drools.
Gurneyman doesn't bat an eye.
Gurneyman: Okay, ma'am...I'll get him right in there...you got his paperwork?
Lanyi: No, I need to get started on it. That reminds me...
Fise: Ok, Snake.
Alea wonders when all the snow will melt away and it'll be spring again and.
Sighs.
Gurneyman grabs the top of the gurney tentacles around the bars keeping.
Inaheap on the bed and waits...ready to zip off down the hall.
Lanyi grabs and envelope and starts checking InAHeap's pockets for personal.
Items. checking for a name and putting the rest in for safekeeping.
Lanyi: Just a moment.
Gurneyman begins to whistle.
Fise moves to the left side of tramplee and rolls him up, wedging with.
Pillows or blankets.
Fise: ~~ dislikes touching the cloth that doesn't look clean to him... ~~
Jon Drake assists Lanyi.
Wise Snake: [quietly] Speak to him, Fise. Reassure him and let him know what.
You're doing for him.
Fise pulls up tramplee's shirt and spreads laterals over kidney area.
Fise: ~~ surprised ~~ "huh? Oh. yeah."
Lanyi: Ok. Go ahead.
Wise Snake: ~~supportive~~
Lanyi goes to the front to see if Heap has a file.
Wise Snake: ~~encouraging~~
Gurneyman backs out and heads down the hall to room 12
Gurneyman deposits inaheap there and leaves.
Fise: I'm Hajene Fise. I'm going to try and help your Kidney heal itself.
Some one hit you there, right?
Tramplee looks at Fise weakly.
Tramplee: Y..... yeh....
Alea gets up and moves over to the Gnome.
Alea picks up a stick and begins to knock the accumulated snow off it.
Alea: You know, Gnome, there is something I have always wanted to do...
Alea smiles.
Alea: And I've been waiting for him to slip up, find out just where he.
Leaves the other part.
Alea shoves the snow from around the Gnome and smiles.
Alea: And I think I finally know where he keeps the ammunition.
Alea: Yep.
Alea: I was up in the tree the other day...just climbing it for exercise,
Mind you, and I happened to see him slipping something into a drawer.
Fise spreads his laterals over the kidney area. ~~ need ~~
Lanyi checks for a file on "Survan Blorse".
Alea: I wonder if he might notice if I just slipped it out of his room.
To...try it out.
Alea reaches down and clears the snow from around the base of the Gnome.
Alea finishes clearing the snow from the Gnome and smiles.
Lanyi: No File. Figures.
Alea: I'll just go see.
Alea claps her hands together to get the snow off them and then heads back.
Inside.
Lanyi: [ clerk ] Put this envelope in the safe, please.
Clerk: Yes hajene.
Lanyi goes down to room 12
Clerk takes the envelope.
Clerk looks around, then decides the bottom drawer of his desk is safest.
With all the files being moved around at the moment.
Clerk slides it in.
Alea goes back into the Center, breathing in deeply as the hot air hits her face.
Fise: You're doing fine. How is your head? any dizziness? double vision?
Alea slips off the cloak and hangs it back on the peg.
Tramplee squints at Fise.
Tramplee: Bll... blurry. [whispers]
Alea starts down the hall with her intentions set, until she remembers the.
Promise she made to herself.
Alea slows, debating if that would truly be dangerous or not.
Fise: Have you been vomiting?
Alea decides if an accident could happen, she's not going to risk it.
Alea ~~disappointed~~
Alea slowly drags back into the lobby and drops down onto the couch.
Tramplee: N.... no..
Fise: That's good. You have a mild concussion. That will be causing the.
Blurry vision.
Tramplee sags back limply.
Tramplee: ..oh...
Tramplee's eyes move to look at Fise.
Tramplee: Thank you.
Tramplee falls into an exhausted sleep.
Fise: Huh? Oh. You're welcome.
Wise Snake: That was very good. If you want to wash up, there's a sink over.
Here in the next room.
Wise Snake: ~supportive~
Fise: So did you win? Is the other guy worse off?
Fise: Sleep. that'll help.
Fise: Ok.
Fise: ~~ wash - yes! ~~
Fise puts tramplee back down flat and pulls the blanket over him.
Fise goes quickly to wash up.
Wise Snake follows Fise, supporting him as a Donor might.
Fise: ~~ quite tired - much more so than snake would be ~~
Wise Snake: How are you doing? That has to have done at least something for.
Your entran.
Fise: Yeah. It's helped. Just have to rest a while, though.
Wise Snake shows Fise to a small counseling room with two chairs and a table.
Wise Snake: You can rest here, if you like.
Fise washes very thoroughly.
Wise Snake notes that Fise is very hygienic and hopes this will make it.
Easier for him and Linn to form a bond.
Fise: ~~ conflicted - rest, but, here? ~~
Fise flops heavily into a chair. "We got forms to do now?"
Wise Snake closes the door so Fise can have some privacy.
Wise Snake: No forms. Not out here.
Lanyi comes back out to the lobby.
Lanyi: Hello Alea.
Fise: ~~ perks up ~~ "Really? Damn!"
Alea glances up.
Alea: Oh, hello Lanyi.
Fise: I don't have to trade entran for writer's cramp?
Wise Snake: I imagine there will be some at the hospital, but it will.
Probably be a lot different than you are used to.
Lanyi: What was Bcal on about earlier? Do you know?
Fise: What will the hospital work be? Just changeovers?
Alea shrugs.
Alea: B'cal is B'cal.
Alea: She isn't pleased with anything that has to do with the center here.
Wise Snake: It will start with changeovers. Some of them will probably be.
Kids who are just ill, because the doctors aren't that great at telling.
Who's really in changeover and who isn't.
Alea moves over on the couch.
Alea: Have a seat.
Wise Snake: But we have been promised some extra cases... difficult cases...
Thinks that doctor's medicine can't handle but channel's medicine has no.
Trouble with.
Wise Snake: It'll take time to build up a reputation of trust with these.
Doctors, of course.
Wise Snake: The ones who are far along, we'll handle the actual changeovers.
But those who are caught early we will send on to the Sime Center as the.
Hospital has always done.
Fise: They can't? Does that mean they get berserkers in the hospital, or.
Do they murder people for having the flu?
Wise Snake: Both, unfortunately.
Fise: Have to watch for channels then. Faster.
Fise: ~~ disgust/horror ~~
Wise Snake: Because they can't judge how far along a changeover is, they.
Won't risk driving a lot of the kids to the Sime Center... too risky for.
The drivers.
Wise Snake: That is where we can make a difference.
Alea: B'cal likes to watch for what she considers weaknesses and then harp.
On them.
Wise Snake: If they bring them all to us, we can zlin what the truth is and.
Help all those kids.
Fise: So they bring them to me for a diagnosis?
Fise considers the novel concept that his work might actually make a.
Difference to anyone but his entran.
Wise Snake: They'll sign patients over to you that they think may be in.
Changeover or its beginning stages. You will do whatever is required... or.
Needed.
Wise Snake: If the person is a Gen, or just a sick kid, you will heal them.
And then sign them back to the hospital for further care. For Simes, you.
Will either send them on to the Sime Center immediately, or else help them.
Through changeover and then send them on,
Wise Snake: .
Lanyi: I liked her intensity at first, but she is just so hypercritical and.
Abrasive...
Alea: I suppose so.
Muffin pulls open the Sime Center's heavy front door.
Muffin: ... uffda ...
Fise: Ah. And the other cases? Gens can't treat things that we can?
Lanyi: She forgets you get more ants with honey than vinegar...
Briel smiles as she stares at two pieces of mail she received in today's may.
Alea: What can I say..I'll only be glad when she finally leaves.
Alea: I don't particularly care to work with her. But the channels, now.
They, I pity.
Wise Snake: Yes.. they cannot zlin, and they cannot heal other Gens with.
Their fields. So their "medicine" is essentially a combination of chemistry.
And butchery, driven by guesswork and theory.
Lanyi: I don't think I've had her support me yet...
Muffin walks into the lobby and starts fingering things.
Briel is going to thoroughly enjoy delivering the one piece of news to B'cal.
Briel: The other...she shrugs.
Briel: About time.
Muffin is a little kid with raggedy clothes in many layers, and a.
Mischievous grin.
Alea: Hello muffin.
Fise: Is it true they sometimes cut people open just to see what is wrong?
Fise: ~~ shudder ~~
Muffin looks around and, seeing nobody is looking at him....
Muffin jumps.
Alea: Lanyi, you haven't met muffin yet.
Muffin: Hi..? [doesn't remember Alea]
Alea: This is a friend...who comes here sometimes to eat with us.
Wise Snake: Yes.... exploration, it's called.
Alea smiles.
Alea: Alea.
Wise Snake: They have to, you see? They can't zlin.
Muffin: I knew that! [stoutly]
Fise: Gah! I can see you might have cut thing out at times, but just for.
Diagnosis?
Briel gets up and goes upstairs down the hall and slips the paper under.
B'cals door.
Muffin looks at Lanyi.
Briel goes back downstairs, anticipating an explosion when B'cal wakes up.
Fise: I suppose so, but... [ shivers ]
Briel grins.
Wise Snake: I am hoping that as we gain their trust, they will be more and.
More likely to hand over to us their ordinary patients for diagnosis.
Lanyi squats down. "hello Muffin. I'm Lanyi."
Muffin: Hi. [boldly]
Lanyi: Would you like a walnut?
Muffin: What's a... wolna?
Alea sighs, realizing she missed her chance to talk privately to Lanyi.
Alea gets up and goes over to clerk and asks him to go see to packing a.
Small lunch basket for Muffin.
Lanyi: It's a kind of food. Like peanuts or chestnuts.
Muffin: Okay [holds out hands]
Fise considers this. "We do diagnosis and then they take them back?"
Lanyi: Just a second.
Lanyi goes over to get her bag.
Wise Snake: Maybe... or maybe, we give back to them the ones we think they.
Can handle alone?
Lanyi: Here you are. Of course, you have to get them out of the shell first.
Alea moves back over to the couch and sits down, watching lanyi and muffin.
Interact.
Wise Snake: Their medicine is good for some things, like setting broken.
Bones, and their pharmaceuticals are not all bad.
Wise Snake thinks, understatement of the century... heh heh.
Fise: Ok. What are they bad at besides diagnosis.
Wise Snake: Well... delicate internal injuries, and anything that is both.
Life-threatening and subtle. They do not do well at encouraging the body to.
Heal itself.
Briel studies the letter in her hand and grins, thinking just a few more.
Days and veraik will be back ... looks back at the letter and grins again.
Wise Snake: And of course, that exploratory surgery is not the greatest idea.
Either... they have to do it to find out what's wrong, but it can cause.
Problems in and of itself.
Lanyi realizes that Muffin can't twist them open without tentacles.
Muffin turns the walnuts over looking at all sides.
Muffin: They're rocks!
Lanyi looks for something to use as a nutcracker.
Lanyi: On the outside, yeah. But the inside is tasty.
Alea sees clerk coming back with a basket and smiles, nods for clerk to set.
It on the table.
Fise: And the holes they make have to heal by themselves? What prevents.
Scarring?
Wise Snake: Usually, nothing.
Alea: What brings you here, Muffin?
Wise Snake: They have special techniques they can use if the scar is in a.
Bad location... like the face... but those techniques can only be afforded.
By the wealthy.
Wise Snake: Oh yes, I forgot to mention... the major weakness of their.
Medical system is it all costs money, and somebody has to pay for it.
Wise Snake: It isn't part of the tax structure as it is here.
Fise: Wealthy? Hospitals aren't free like Centers?
Fise: And their 'Dactars' don't get entran, do they....
Wise Snake: The majority of them are not. And those that can accept some.
Charity cases are overburdened. Nick and I used to go in and steal people.
From their waiting rooms, who had to wait for hours in the middle of the.
Night.
Fise wrestles with the unpalatable idea that the Tecton might have a virtue.
Hidden somewhere in it.
Wise Snake: No.. no entran for doctors... however, from what I've seen, the.
Majority of those capable of learning the Doctor's science are enough of.
Workaholics that it wouldn't' be a problem even if they could get it.
Lanyi brings over a paperweight and a saucer.
Lanyi: Here, try this.
Lanyi puts a walnut on the saucer and taps at it with the paperweight.
Alea realizes Muffin is too involved with the walnut to answer, typical of.
A child, so she sits back to watch.
Muffin: Ooh ooh! let me try.
Muffin reaches for the paperweight.
Lanyi hands it to muffin.
Fise: Who pays us then?
Muffin holds it posed over the walnut, then brings it down clumsily,
Causing the saucer to tip and the walnut to pop out the side, shooting.
Through the air [clank
Alea smiles.
Muffin: Oops.
Muffin smiles engagingly.
Lanyi smothers a smile. "Here's another. try to come down straight on it."
Muffin picks up the paperweight higher.
Muffin hovers the paperweight up and down, tongue sticking out the corner.
Of his mouth in concentration.
Muffin slams it down awkwardly and forcefully.
B'cal comes down the stairs, simmering, a paper crushed in her hands.
Muffin smashes the saucer, fumbles the paperweight, which rolls over the.
Walnut and tumbles off the other side.
B'cal stops short in the lobby, opening her mouth to vent, then sees Muffin.
And snaps it shut.
Alea sees B'cal and winces thinking they've probably had it now, playing
in the Center with a kid...great.
Muffin is glad to turn away from the disaster he just created, in order to.
See who just came in.
Muffin: B'cal!
Muffin runs over to her gladly.
B'cal: Hello, kid.
B'cal: What brought you here?
Muffin: I wanted to see YOU.
Muffin looks proud of himself.
Muffin: F.
Lanyi winces.
B'cal: That's a long walk.
B'cal sneers over at Lanyi and Alea.
Wise Snake: Ah. We'll be on some kind of salary with the hospital.. I will.
Supplement that so you will be getting as much as you would from the.
Tecton.
B'cal: Kid running the street, playing in a Center.
B'cal looks down.
B'cal: You should be in off the streets instead of running around. Now,
Tell me what's so important that you had to come all this way?
B'cal reaches down and pushes the hair out of Muffin's face.
Fise decides not to mention that the Tecton has never remembered to stop.
His checks....
Fise: Ok. Sounds good.
B'cal: You should have had that cut weeks ago.
Muffin looks wide eyed.
Muffin: Would you cut it? [ingeniously]
B'cal glares.
Lanyi carefully picks up the fragments of saucer.
B'cal smiles evilly.
B'cal: A Donor with Scissors.
B'cal: Well now, that's not my department.
Lanyi: ~~ yow! ~~
Muffin doesn't understand.
Muffin: Okay.
B'cal: Tell you what, though...
Muffin does think that the evil smile is pretty cool though.
Lanyi twists open a walnut surreptitiously and puts it on the table in a.
Clear spot.
Alea moves forward next to Lanyi.
Alea: Uh oh...
Alea: That smile is trouble.
B'cal smiles at Muffin.
B'cal: Lanyi here would be glad to cut your hair.
Fise: ~~ much recovered ~~
B'cal: Unless of course, you want her to watch while I do it...just to make.
Sure I don't ... slip up.
Alea offers lanyi support.
Fise: [ reluctantly ] "Did you want me to work on another case today?"
B'cal realizes she is still crumbling the letter in her hand and stuffs it.
In the waistband of her skirt.
Lanyi: [ hastily } "No, I'd be glad to do it Muffin."
Wise Snake: I think I saw what I had to see. I would like to work with you.
Often in the near future, though.
B'cal smiles, pleased with herself.
Lanyi gives Alea a thankful glance.
B'cal: Would you like me there with you, Muffin?
Wise Snake: I would like to see you do a changeover.
Fise: ~~ apprehensive ~~
Muffin looks disdainful [remarkable expression obviously copied from some.
Adult somewhere]
Fise: ~~ false bravado ~~ "Sure. Anytime."
Muffin: I only wanted a haircut because you said so.
Wise Snake: Have you done one before?
B'cal: A good Donor looks their part all the time..outside and inside.
Fise: Err ... no.
Muffin: You said I could be a Donor.
B'cal nods, then looks pointedly at Alea.
Fise: Just nonjunct monthlys.
B'cal nods.
Wise Snake: Huh. It's a little bit unusual for someone as old as you to have.
Never done it before. Have you watched it done? Zlinned a changeover?
B'cal: Come on, let's go get those scissors and have the channel trim up.
Your hair young man.
Muffin: Okay.
Muffin sees walnut on table and runs over to grab it and study it.
Muffin: It looks like brains!
B'cal cracks a small smile.
Lanyi: Yes it does, but how did you know that?
B'cal: Vivid imagination...too much so.
Muffin: One time, my brother jumped out a window and this one guy, who was.
Chasing him.. [stops at B'cal's words]
Fise: Not closely, no. ~~ understatement ~~
B'cal features tighten.
Lanyi: Ah.
Muffin tries to look cute thinking maybe he said something wrong.
B'cal: That imagination of yours will come in handy when you have to work.
With some high ranking channel some day.
Wise Snake: Well, I certainly won't push you in over your head. You'll get.
Training first.
Muffin: Donors are like bodyguards! [explains to Lanyi and Alea]
B'cal: You'll be called on to think of all kinds of ways to take care of
channels.
Lanyi: Really? they are?
B'cal sighs a long suffering sigh, looking at Lanyi this time.
Wise Snake: I won't expect you to handle a changeover in the hospital until.
We've discussed it to death, and you've observed me handling some, and.
You've tried it yourself with my close supervision.
Fise: ~~ relief ~~ Ok.
Fise: All right. I know the theory, of course.
B'cal: Come on kid, let's get that hair cut.
B'cal goes over and pulls the scissors out of the clerks desk, smiling at.
The look on his face.
B'cal holds them up.
Muffin follows B'cal.
B'cal: Now most Simes worry, muffin, about Gen's holding a pair of scissors.
B'cal: Someone like me, or you one day, well, we...we don't have to worry,
Except that it makes them nervous.
B'cal walks over and holds them out to Lanyi.
B'cal: And since we are Donors, we don't like to make Simes nervous, do we?
Muffin watches B'cal give up the scissors.
Muffin shakes his head obediently.
Muffin: We want them to feel safe?
Lanyi takes the scissors.
B'cal: Oh yes.
B'cal: Without us, they'd be a nervous wreck.
B'cal: We guard them..make them feel safe.
B'cal: You like to feel safe, don't you?
B'cal realizes she is sounding soft in front of the others and sends a.
Warning glare their way.
Muffin copies B'cal by sending a fierce little glare at Alea and Lanyi.
Lanyi: Alea, where do you think would be good as an impromptu barbershop?
Lanyi tries to quail a bit at Muffin's glare, trying not to smile.
Alea: Conference Room One.
Alea: You know, everything happens in that conference room Except conferences.
Alea smiles at Lanyi.
Fise: OK. did you want to set a place and time, or will you contact me?
Lanyi: I didn't know we had one, actually.
Wise Snake: Let's see. How about... day after tomorrow, at... noon.
Alea: We have four.
Alea: This one is the only one that is really kept up to date.
Fise: Fine by me.
Alea: Ready in case we should have to sit down with a patient and talk with.
Them somewhere other than our offices.
Lanyi: Ok. let me get a yawal and meet me there.
Wise Snake: Great. Thank you for your time... and be sure to let me know
if.
You aren't getting enough work to keep that entran down.
Fise: Right. I will.
Wise Snake stands up and opens the counseling room door for Fise.
Fise gets up.
B'cal: So, Muffin, you think you might like to go home with me to V'lar.
Fise goes out, trying not to touch anything again.
B'cal motions Muffin toward the conference room, keeping her voice low so.
The others won't overhear.
Muffin's head shoots up as he looks at B'cal amazed.
Muffin: Really?
Lanyi gets a yawal and some towels.
Muffin: Will I be a Donor then?
B'cal glowers.
B'cal: You're too young. It takes a lot of hard work.
B'cal: School, sleeping in your own room in your own bed. Eating three.
Meals a day.
Muffin: I could do that! [fiercely]
B'cal: I'm not sure.
B'cal studies Muffin.
Muffin gives B'cal the puppy eyes.
B'cal: You'd have to brush your teeth, comb your hair...
Muffin: I know how. [stoutly lying]
Alea goes into the conference room, moving the chair around.
B'cal: And no matter what. V'lar believes in Honor first. That means no.
Lying. You'd have to practice telling the truth.
Muffin: NO lying? [goggles]
Lanyi comes in.
Muffin looks at Lanyi.
Alea moves the chair to the right place and then looks up.
Muffin: Your face looks funny. ~~total truth~~
B'cal: Of course, I imagine you could do that.
Muffin looks at alea.
B'cal: You'd be good there, as a channel or a Donor...if you could follow.
Those rules.
B'cal: I think you could.
Alea: Come here, Muffin.
Muffin straightens importantly.
Alea pats the chair.
Muffin starts to jump up, then looks to B'cal for permission.
B'cal nods shooting a small smile at Muffin.
B'cal turns to scowl at Lanyi.
Muffin jumps up and goes to the chair Alea wants.
B'cal: Well, are we going to wait all day, then or are you going to cut this.
Boy's hair?
Muffin sits upright in it.
Lanyi goes to work.
Muffin's features are slowly revealed.
Lanyi puts the yawal over Muffin's clothes to keep the hair off.
Lanyi snips carefully, wishing the hair were cleaner.
Lanyi works slowly and carefully, not knowing what she is doing.
Muffin looks at B'cal's expression to gauge how he must be looking.
B'cal: Will you look at that?
B'cal: He reminds me of someone back at V'lar.
B'cal: A young man who is destined to be a great channel.
Lanyi: [ thinks: With a bad haircut ]
Muffin looks proud.
Muffin tries to look truthful, also, since it is supposed to be a good.
Trait to B'cal.
Lanyi goes for a basic out of the eyes and off the collar look to start.
B'cal decides she'll take Muffin back home with her immediately.
B'cal: Looks really good, Muffin. Yes, indeed.
B'cal: I think V'lar could use someone like you.
B'cal glares at the gaping Alea then challenges Lanyi with a look.
Muffin grins.
Muffin: I'll be the best Donor ever. All the channels will feel safe with.
Me watching them.
Alea looks at Lanyi's hair cut an thinks the little boy looked better as
a girl.
Lanyi hopes that Muffin doesn't learn the wrong things from Bcal...
B'cal: We'll have to talk to your family, but maybe you could..since all.
Good Donors serve channels, we will see about you coming to stay here.
Tonight and then get you ready to leave.
Muffin looks a little bit uncertain at the mention of "family" but says nothing.
B'cal finally drops the anger facade and goes over to Muffin and bends down.
In front of Muffin.
B'cal: Listen Muffin, don't you worry about your family. I want you at V'lar.
Lanyi combs Muffin's hair and considers how to proceed.
B'cal: We'll get you there and we'll see that everything goes great.
B'cal: You understand me.
Muffin immediately looks happy.
B'cal: You have what it takes to be a wonderful person in coming years.
Muffin: Yes, B'cal.
Alea gapes, incredulous.
B'cal: We'll do whatever it takes to make sure you have that chance.
B'cal smiles at Muffin, squeezing his hands.
Muffin shivers with excitement.
B'cal looks up at Lanyi.
B'cal: It looks fine.
B'cal: I'll have someone repair the damage at V'lar.
B'cal: Now, Muffin, why don't you go run and eat. Then we'll talk again.
Alea forces her mouth closed.
Muffin perks up at the mention of food.
Muffin thinks this is all a dream and he'd better enjoy it while it lasts.
Alea: I uh, packed you a basket too, in the lobby.
Muffin jumps down off the chair.
B'cal: I'll be there in a little bit to make sure you eat enough, you.
Understand me, kid?
Lanyi: Hold on, give me the yawal.
B'cal: Don't go skimping and not eating.
Muffin holds up his arms and lets Lanyi pull the yawal off.
Lanyi grumbles at Bcal's comment.
Muffin is amazed by B'cal's order.
Lanyi: OK. Go eat now.
Muffin: Yes, Ma'am.
Muffin runs off.
B'cal turns to Lanyi and Alea. "IF one word of this conversation leaks out,
I'll see you miserable the rest of my stay here."
B'cal glares.
Alea thinks how much miserable could it get and decides she doesn't want
to know.
Noodlehed walks into the lobby looking amazed.
Alea sneers.
Lanyi shrugs.
B'cal: And if you think that it's been bad before...you'll find out just
how.
Unpleasant I can be.
Noodlehed smacks himself on the forehead two or three times, then looks.
Sideways at the clerk and grins.
Lanyi tidies up.
B'cal turns and leaves.
Alea sighs and goes to clean up the hair.
Noodlehed: You know? I thought it was the second and it's really the third,
Isn't it? I always miss my donation day. I must be....
Noodlehed stands up straight, look of revelation.
Jorgre coming down the hall zlins someone and goes forward by the clerk.
Noodlehed: I must be stupid or something!
Noodlehed grins wide.
Noodlehed is a high field general order donor.
Jorgre: May I help you?
Jorgre zlins noodlehed.
Jorgre: Are you here to donate, perchance?
Noodlehed: No, but... [sudden manic expression] it sounds like a great idea!
Jorgre picks up a chart thinking it's just his luck that seconds always get.
Stuck with the odd balls.
Jorgre thinks it'd be nice to be a first, pawn off the ones like this on.
Jorgre: I see.
Jorgre: Okay, can you fill this out please.
Noodlehed takes the form and starts filling it out.
Noodlehed: Let's see [to himself] Name? H. Hockey.
Noodlehed: Address... bla bla bla... etc... date of birth..
Noodlehed whips the form out in Jorgre's direction.
Noodlehed: All done!
Noodlehed blinks expectantly.
Jorgre takes the file and scans it.
Jorgre: This is the first time you've donated?
Noodlehed whistles, looking at the ceiling.
Noodlehed: What?
Noodlehed takes paper again, looks at what he wrote; it says it's his first
time.
Noodlehed hands it back to Jorgre.
Noodlehed: Yup.
Jorgre thinks great, a comedian.
Jorgre: Okay.
Jorgre: Why don't you come with me.
Noodlehed follows Jorgre.
Jorgre goes into donation room one.
Noodlehed: Into the breech!
Noodlehed enters.
Jorgre glances around curiously at Noodlehed.
Jorgre: Now then, what brought you to the Center in the first place.
Noodlehed is a tall Gen with a dopey expression and sly eyes.
Jorgre thinks he'd better establish that before he finds out it is to treat.
Some phobia or something.
Noodlehed: Well, I saw a poster that said my life would be complete if I.
Gave up my selyn, and I said Hot Damn! This get-rich-quick-scheme I like!
Noodlehed: So here I am.
Jorgre is a average size 2 order Channel with short hair.
Jorgre: I see.
Jorgre thinks those posters should really be changed. Dropped all together.
Considering what type of people they bring in.
Jorgre: Well now, to donate, it's very simple.
Noodlehed pays exaggerated attention.
Noodlehed's eyes bug out, following Jorgre's every motion, while his hands.
Mime note-taking.
Jorgre: You'll hold out your arms, let me wrap my tentacles around them,
And then I'll lay my laterals against them.
Jorgre: Our lips will touch.
Jorgre: We'll hold that position.
Jorgre: When I am done, I'll release you.
Noodlehed: Sounds swell!
Noodlehed: Never kissed a man before, but hey, for 40 big ones I'll do anything!
Jorgre smiles.
Jorgre wonders why they always say that, or zlin like that.
Jorgre doesn't bother to explain this is nothing like kissing since he.
Thinks noodlehed will figure it out.
Jorgre: Just sit still and let me do all the work okay?
Noodlehed: Hey..anything you say, big boy.
Noodlehed sits still.
Jorgre: That's what -I- get paid for.
Noodlehed's eyebrows bounce at Jorgre's words.
Noodlehed: Yes, Sir.
Jorgre reaches out and takes Noodlehed's arms.
Noodlehed sits still and lets Jorgre do all the work.
Jorgre: Okay, feel how I wrap the tentacles around them.
Jorgre: No pain at all.
Jorgre: Now I"m going to seat my laterals.
Jorgre extends his laterals.
Jorgre: See how easy this is?
Jorgre: And to think you can get paid for it.
Noodlehed: Whuhuhh [squirms a little at the sensation of wet laterals, then.
Goes still again]
Noodlehed: I'm thinking of it right now.
Jorgre leans forward. "Let me touch your lips firmly now."
Jorgre touches them making sure contact is firm and sure.
Jorgre waits a moment zlinning to make sure Noodlehed is okay with this.
Jorgre begins to draw.
Jorgre is slow and careful.
Noodlehed waits.
Jorgre finally finishes and sits back.
Jorgre: There we go.
Jorgre releases the laterals retracting them, and then the tentacles.
Jorgre grabs up the chart and fills out a voucher.
Jorgre: There we go.
Jorgre tears off the voucher and hands it to Noodle head.
Noodlehed takes it and looks at it.
Noodlehed seems curiously subdued.
Jorgre studies him.
Jorgre: What is it?
Noodlehed: It's just.. I didn't realize I'd feel like anything was... gone.
Noodlehed: It's like I lost my virginity and I didn't even think to cherish.
It first.
Noodlehed: Now I can never get it back.
Noodlehed looks down at the voucher.
Jorgre coughs, covering his mouth thinking that's a first.
Jorgre: Well, look at it this way. You'll be more .. er... experienced now.
Jorgre: Anyway..the cashier is located down the hall to the right.
Noodlehed: Thank you.
Jorgre nods.
Jorgre stands and writes some more notes on the chart.
Noodlehed gets up and leaves the room, headed to the cashier's.
Jorgre: Have fun spending that.
Noodlehed does.