Sime/Gen Roleplaying: Bender Cove Township Scenario
Episode #146: (1/30/98)
Eliza stumbles back to Tarsh's door, goes to knock, remembers in time and hits the metal button.
Eliza has been listening to Simelan tapes all night.
Alea blinks fuzzily and stumbles from the bed to the door.
Alea pulls open the door, rubbing at her eyes.
Eliza: Alea I'm bad. I need to be serviced by a camel.
Alea: Huh?
Alea gapes.
Eliza: [repeats again in Simelan] I'm bad. I need to be serviced by a camel.
Gnome'` is now known as Tarsh.
Alea stares, certain she misunderstood the second time.
Tarsh has been up for hours and is down in his office.
Eliza sees that Alea doesn't understand and says it in English..
Eliza: I don't' feel well - I think I need a channel.
Alea's eyes widen.
Alea: Oh, dear.
Eliza: What's wrong - didn't I say it right?
Alea: Uh, let me just go get dressed.
Alea sets mode: +o Mostan
Alea looks around for her crutches and realizes they are still downstairs and sighs.
Eliza leans against the wall and waits.
Tarsh is now known as Tamlen.
Mostan is now known as Lanyi.
Alea hobbles out of the room.
Alea hobbles to her room.
Alea: Ouch ouch ouch....
Eliza holds her head and moan - she thinks maybe she over did the study and her head will explode.
Eliza follows Alea "where are your crutches Alea?
Alea goes in and pulls out a pink jumper and which shirt and slips it on. She quickly brushes her hair, pulls it back with a clip then brushes her teeth and washes her face.
Alea: Probably still in my office.
Eliza: You should be using them you know.
Alea pulls on a shoe on one foot. Sighs and looks at her bare toes on the other foot.
Alea: Yes, dear. I know that.
Alea: I forgot them.
Eliza would go get them but thinks her head will explode on the way.
Tamlen peers at the part.
Tamlen scrubs at it.
Eliza: Errr want me to go get them?
Eliza: Or you could lean on me.
Lanyi goes looking for Tamlen.
Alea smoothes the pink jumper then turns toward the door.
Alea: I'll be fine.
Lanyi sees he is not working, finds he isn't in his room or the cafeteria.
Alea: Let's go get some tea and we'll go over what you've learned.
Tamlen carefully spreads the oil with an old cloth.
Eliza feels sick at the thought of tea.
Lanyi decide to check the Donor's lounge.
Alea takes a deep breath and then heads for the door.
Eliza watches Alea hop down stairs.
Alea step ~~ ouch~~ step ~~ ouch~~
Eliza is feeling too ill to panic about it.
Tamlen puts it down and goes over to the door and opens it.
Alea grips the railing being very very VERY careful going down the stairs.
Lanyi signals at the door.
Tamlen: == move Tamlen at the door to after Lanyi's signal.... lag ==
Alea gets to the bottom her right leg burning from taking all the weight on each bounce down the stairs.
Alea: Shen shen shen.
Tamlen: Hello Hajene.
Alea drops to the stairs, out of breath and nauseous.
Alea: Let's go get my crutches out of my office, then we'll go to the cafeteria.
Lanyi: I've told you to call me Lanyi, Tamlen.
Tamlen spread his hands in apology.
Lanyi: Can I come in?
Eliza: Fine.
Tamlen: Sure, No one else is in here. I won't tell if you don't...
Eliza steps carefully so her head doesn't fall off.
Alea hobbles to her office and retrieves her crutches.
Eliza head is heavier this morning because of all the extra knowledge she has in it.
Alea turns to leave and studies Eliza.
Alea: Are you okay?
Eliza: Fine fine.
Eliza: Just dandy.
Alea doesn't believe her but doesn't argue.
Alea swings her way down to the cafeteria.
Alea gets her some tea and toast and has someone carry it to the table for her.
Alea sits down and quickly sips and nibbles, until the nausea fades.
Eliza sits down and puts her head in her hands so it doesn't fall off into Alea's toast.
Alea: So, Eliza, tell me what you learned last night in your studies.
Eliza: [Simelan]I can say about camels and center terms and ummm [English] what's that shen word...
Lanyi comes in and sits on the corner of the table.
Eliza thinks that if she has to think any more her head will certainly explode and put everyone off their breakfast.
Alea winces at the word Camel.
Lanyi looks down that the array of metal parts arranged neatly on a piece of canvas.
Tamlen: My rifle. Still trying to get all the rust off.
Eliza: I have some questions.
Eliza: If I can remember the shenning things.
Alea: You realize there is a way of saying the words. You have to make sure they're pronounced with the proper inflections too or you might be saying something wrong.
Eliza doesn't give a damn.
Alea sips her tea some more, relaxing as the warm liquid soothes her.
Eliza: What's shuven.
Lanyi looks back to make sure she closed the door.
Alea blinks.
Lanyi: It got thrown out in the snow the other day, right?
Eliza: And shendi fleckin.
Eliza: What's the shen is that.
Tamlen grumbles "Yeah." He picks up the bolt and turns it over carefully under the light.
Alea: Uh, well...
Alea: They actually refer to the shock of interrupted transfer in different degrees.
Alea: Have you been studying up on transfer shock, transfer disruption or possibly attrition death?
Eliza: What the shen does that mean.
Alea is afraid she hasn't.
Eliza: Not yet.
Eliza: Just got up to, oh hell I can't remember.
Eliza: Listening to the damn tapes all night - my head will burst.
Lanyi: This is about that, in a way?
Tamlen: How so?
Lanyi: == ? -> . ==
Alea blinks at the expletives and realizes the child certainly has learned a lot of colorful words.
Lanyi: That happened when that berserker Gn was here. Avaleia.
Alea: Uh well, I'd just be careful who I said those "s" words around if I were you.
Tamlen: Yeah. Not my fault Sosu Farris stole my rifle to shoot a rat.
Tamlen is still irked at the misuse and mistreatment of his weapon.
Eliza: Huh?
Eliza: Ok ok whatever you want Alea.
Alea: Uh, well, shen, shuven and shedoni.
Alea: Some Simes get very upset at the last.
Eliza: [switches to Simelan] what do you want me to do today dearest.
Lanyi: You know that the cops took her away?
Eliza hasn't heard of shedoni before and can't wait to use it in a sentence.
Lanyi: Well, she's out again.
Alea smiles.
Alea: That was very good.
Tamlen looks up. "What?!"
Tamlen: ~~ angry ~~ "What the shuven for?"
Eliza: [Simelan] thank you honeybun.
Alea: Well, perhaps we should go practice our Simelan on some others.
Alea: You know, introductions...
Alea: Uh, just "thank you" is fine.
Eliza: [Simelan] you are my master.
Alea wonders just where she learned these terms and wonders who's been teasing her.
Alea finishes her tea and pushes the rest of her toast away.
Eliza: [Simelan] do you need a foot?
Alea: Come on, let's uh, walk.
Alea chuckles.
Alea slips the crutches under her arms and heads out of the cafeteria.
Eliza: [Simelan] that would be nice.
Lanyi shrugs. "something about seeing a psychiatrist."
Eliza follows - still with a splitting head.
Alea carefully starts toward the Donor's lounge hoping to find some Donors who will try out some greetings on her.
Alea turns crosses through the lobby and down another hall.... until she comes to the Donor's lounge.
Tamlen: That's insane!
Alea: Eliza, hon, could you get the door?
Alea motions toward the Donor's lounge door.
Lanyi: True. But I wanted to ask you to...
Eliza gets the door.
Eliza wonders where to put it.
Eliza: =====scrap that - sorry=====
Alea waits for Eliza to open the door.
Alea hates being so slowed down from her normal self.
Eliza opens the shuven door.
Alea motions her in.
Lanyi turns at the sound.
Tamlen glances over.
Alea: Go on, sweetie.
Alea glances up and smiles.
Alea: Hello, Lanyi, Tamlen. This is Eliza.
Lanyi: I'm sorry.
Alea: She's been practicing her Simelan and wanted to introduce herself to you.
Alea: No, no problem, Lanyi.
Lanyi: Tamlen, we'll talk again later.
Eliza: [Simelan] Hello Lanyi [smiles] hello Tamlen I am please to mate with you.
Alea gasps.
Tamlen nods at Lanyi, looking concerned.
Eliza smiles despite her splitting headache.
Lanyi speaks slowly and distinctly. "Hello Eliza. My name is Lanyi Tigue ambrov Dar."
Alea: That's uh, "Meet". "meeeeeeet" you.
Eliza: Lanyi Tigue ambrov Dar [English] that means that you ummm are a member of the Dar house?
Eliza repeats "meeeeeeet"
Tamlen forces a smile. "I'm pleased to _meet_ you, Eliza."
Alea nods.
Eliza: [Simelan] meeeeeeet you, pleased to meeeeeet you.
Eliza: What's the Tigue?
Lanyi: [ English ] Yes. I am a member of Householding Dar.
Alea: Like Farris, Eliza.
Lanyi: Tigue is a kind of channel, like Farris.
Eliza: [Simelan] so Tigue you are born, Dar you are joined.
Alea sees what Tamlen is doing and goes over to the table.
Lanyi: [Simelan] Yes. I grew up out-territory, and joined Dar after I changed over.
Eliza: [Simelan] I am going to be a donut one morning.
Alea hears 'donut and winces.
Alea: So, Tamlen, your rifle is certainly looking ... better.
Lanyi decides to not get into the fact that her last name wasn't Tigue before.
Eliza sees Alea wince "I mean Donut"
Alea reaches out and runs a finger across a piece of the unassembled weapon.
Lanyi: [Simelan] You want to be a *Don-or*?
Eliza: [Simelan] will that make me Eliza Furness ambrov Donut?
Lanyi rubs at her forehead absently.
Eliza: Oh yes - Donor.
Lanyi: [Simelan] No. The Tecton is not a Householding.
Eliza: Eliza Furness ambrov Donor.
Eliza: Hmmm.
Eliza: Eliza Furness ambrov Tecton?
Lanyi: [Simelan] You will be Eliza Furness, TN-3
Alea pulls the crutches out from under her arms and moves herself into a chair, propping her crutches against the table.
Lanyi: [Simelan] or TN-2, or TN-1.
Eliza: Eliza Furness, TN-3
Eliza: No ambrov?
Eliza is getting confused by all the T's and looks at Alea.
Eliza decides if she doesn't lay down soon her head WILL fall off.
Alea: Different levels of a *Donor*
Lanyi: [Simelan] no ambrov. Ambrov means [ English ] 'member of householding'.
Tamlen nods to Alea.
Eliza: [Simelan] Lanyi I thank you for your education but I have to go die now.
Tamlen restrains a giggle.
Eliza moves over the other chair and sits with head in hands.
Eliza: ~~eyeballs falling out~~
Alea: Want to show me how to assemble this, Tamlen?
Lanyi smiles. "You are welcome, But please do not die."
Alea bites the inside of her mouth to keep from smiling at Lanyi's words.
Lanyi extends her tentacles and zlins Eliza.
Tamlen is dubious as to the wisdom of showing Alea that...
Eliza: ~~highten production levels, slight fever, headache~~
Alea sees Tamlen's hesitation.
Eliza: {Simelan] moan.
Alea: IT sure is a nice day out today.
Alea: I mean, the wind isn't blowing, the ice is melting a bit, though I'm sure it'll be refrozen tonight. Yes, certainly a nice day.
Tamlen: Is it? I haven't been out this morning.
Alea: Yeah.
Alea gets her crutches and crosses to a window.
Alea opens the blinds.
Eliza hears Alea mention outside and moans again.
Tamlen decides to show Alea how to assemble it, lest she go outside again....
Eliza moans at the sunlight.
Lanyi: [ English ] Eliza, would you like me to help you with that head?
Tamlen: Ok. This is the stock. The receiver is here ...
Tamlen: It is important to make sure all parts are completely clean. And free of corrosion.
Eliza: [Simelan] that would be bliss.
Alea glances over her shoulder watching Tamlen point.
Lanyi comes over and turns Eliza so she faces away from the window.
Alea smiles knowingly at Tamlen.
Alea: YOu don't have to show me.
Eliza: [Simelan] my shendi fleckin head hurts Lanyi.
Alea: I'm not going...
Lanyi puts her hands on either side of Eliza's head.
Alea looks at Eliza and shakes her head thinking, oh dear.
Tamlen: What? I used to do it all the time with the new kids.
Alea turns and moves back over to Tamlen.
Alea: Were you able to get all the rust off?
Lanyi carefully slides her tentacles under her hair and around the ears.
Eliza thinks she is probably going to pull off her head and thinks that would be a good thing.
Tamlen: [ gruff] finally, yeah. Put some wear on it though...
Alea: I apologize, Tamlen, for my thoughtless actions.
Tamlen: You have to lubricate with the regulation oils in these places...
Eliza hears what Tamlen said without understanding and wonders what places need to be lubricated for what.
Lanyi projects a need field and tries to reduce the body temperature regulation.
Tamlen: [ mutters ] s'alrii...
Alea ~~ embarrassed ~~
Eliza feels a bit cold.
Lanyi massages her neck with fingers and temples with dorsals.
Tamlen: It is important to assemble components in the proper order.
Tamlen: Just be glad I don't make you learn to do it upside down in a sack.
Eliza: Ohhh that feels nice Lanyi.
Lanyi: Just relax you neck. I'll support the weight.
Lanyi: == you -> your ==
Alea: You know, Lanyi, I thought perhaps Eliza could work with you as you took donations. I thought it would give her some experience in the language, as well as watching a Donor and Channel work together.
Lanyi nods. "Sounds like a good idea. Fine with me."
Eliza thinks that would be wonderful.
Alea: Well then, if you'll excuse me, I should go get to work.
Lanyi reflects that it will give her experience with how Eliza nager changes where it won't bother renSimes.
Alea nods at the room and swings herself around and heads toward the door.
Lanyi: Ok Alea. See you later.
Alea: Bye, Lanyi, Eliza, Tamlen.
Alea leaves.
Tamlen: Good-bye, Sosu.
Alea goes down the hall to her office. Once in her office, she sits down and gets to work on the back-up of reports.
Eliza: [Simelan] by Dearest Alea.
Lanyi: How are you feeling Eliza? Better?
Eliza: [Simelan] yes thank you muchly Lanyi.
Eliza: [English] do the donor speak English, what do I do to help, how many do you see, when do we start?
Lanyi: [ English ] I usually see 7 or 8 donors an hour.
Eliza: An hour!
Lanyi: Most of them have some English here, but not all.
Eliza: So they are in and out pretty quick.
Eliza can't wait to start.
Eliza: ~~excitement~~
Eliza: And what do I do?
Lanyi: It goes slower if the are newer donors, of course.
Lanyi: You give me minor support, which won't be as hard as the other day.
Eliza stops herself jumping up and down.
Lanyi: Your field will help shield me if a donor is afraid.
Eliza: Oh! are many of them afraid/
Eliza is afraid - afraid of doing something wrong!
Lanyi: And you give the donor a towel when I finish.
Eliza: A towel.
Lanyi: No, only the new ones sometimes.
Eliza: Ok.
Eliza can do that.
Eliza: "here is your complimentary towel. Don't panic. Come back soon. Have a nice day"
Eliza: [Simelan]
Lanyi: As to when we start... have you had breakfast? Did you have anything else scheduled now?
Eliza: No no and no.
Lanyi wonders if this will go as well as she hoped...
Lanyi: Let's go have some breakfast first.
Eliza is suddenly hungry.
Eliza: ~~tummy rumbles.
Eliza: ~~
Lanyi: Very good. One of a Donor's jobs is to make sure their channels eat properly. and being hungry around them is a good way to do that.
Eliza thinks she can do that.
Lanyi: Let's go, then. Later Tamlen.
Tamlen nods as he starts assembling the rifle.
Eliza: [Simelan] good buying Tamlen.
Lanyi goes out the door.
Eliza bounces alongside.
Lanyi: [ thinks 'Oh no, a pixy. Seezi as a gen' ]
Lanyi closes the door behind them.
Eliza: How long have you worked here for Lanyi?
Tamlen carefully assembles the rifle. Works the action.
Lanyi: I've been here a few months.
Eliza: And what did you do before?
Lanyi: I was working at a Sime Center in a big out-territory city before that.
Eliza: I was in a big city once.
Eliza remembers why and what happened and sobers.
Tamlen carefully check to be sure it is unloaded before testing the firing mechanism.
Eliza: ~~sorrow~~
Tamlen broods. Was Lanyi telling him he was going to need this.
Lanyi: I'm sorry, Eliza. Bad memories?
Eliza: Yeah.
Lanyi opens the door to the cafeteria.
Alea decides to go for a walk.
Eliza looks around to see if there is anyone she knows in there.
Eliza: [there isn't]
Alea finds her odd scarf and tucks it securely around her bare toes.
Lanyi goes over to the line to see what is available today.
Tamlen hasn't had to use it in years. But that Gn just keeps coming back.
Tamlen: [ to no one ] "Protecting channels is part of a Donors job."
Eliza takes one of everything.
Alea stands, swings her leg experimentally to make sure the cloth is going to stay, then nods in satisfaction.
Lanyi wonders what happened to Eliza. She is used to renSimes with tragic stories from out-territory.
Alea grabs up her sketch pad. Alea hasn't done much sketching since the last picture of Tarsh....
Alea shoves it and her pencils under between her teeth and swings out to where her cloak is.
Eliza starts to eat hungrily.
Lanyi gets oatmeal with honey, tea, and orange juice.
Alea leans the darned cursed crutches against he wall and slips on her cloak, scarf and gloves, then retrieves the instruments of torture.
Lanyi eats slowly.
Alea quickly removes the sketch pad and bag of pencils, swallows, then sticks them back between her teeth, then swings her way through the Center to the back.
Eliza eats quickly.
Lanyi: One thing that will happen working for the Tecton, is that they move you around a lot.
Lanyi: Travel and get paid for it.
Eliza: Oh?
Eliza: You mean I may not stay here with Alea?
Alea gets to the back door and manages to open it. Notes with satisfaction that the renSime cleared the path like she assigned him to do.
Eliza can't decide if that is good or bad.
Lanyi doesn't mention that Sime centers in exotic climes look much the same as anywhere else.
Alea carefully makes her way to the gazebo.
Tamlen puts his Rifle back in it's case and goes out into the lobby.
Alea gets to the gazebo and wrenches the door open.
Alea glares at the door. Figures she'd have them enclose it just before she broke her foot.
Lanyi: Oh, You'll stay here for your basic training.
Eliza can't wait to start working.
Lanyi: At least six months, likely more.
Lanyi: Of course, Alea may be transferred after she has the baby.
Eliza hadn't thought of that.
Alea wobbles into the Gazebo and drops the crutches.
Eliza watches how slowly Lanyi eats.
Alea jerks the sketch pad and pencils from her mouth, then pulls the door closed.
Eliza fidgets.
Alea hopes over to the brazier and stuffs some wood in it and lights it, then hops over to one of the padded benches.
Lanyi: You _will_ need to learn patience, Eliza.
Eliza decides to practice Simelan "do you any babies make Lanyi?"
Lanyi: Working as a Donor can get dull at times...
Eliza smiles at Lanyi "ok "
Lanyi: [ Simelan ] No, I haven't had any children of my own.
Alea opens her sketch pad and lays it on her lap.
Eliza: [Simelan] I do not want to make any children.
Lanyi: [ Simelan ] But I have help other women deliver them.
Alea grabs the bag of pencil, avoiding the wet spot from her mouth, and searches until she finds the correct pencil.
Tamlen stops to look in on Mostan, who is still resting.
Tamlen walks off, a sick look on his face.
Lanyi chews her oatmeal as she thinks.
Eliza wonders how much longer before they start.
Alea lays her pencil gently against the page of paper.
Lanyi sets mode: +o wisesnake
Alea begins to draw...
Lanyi: [ English ] Eliza. You don't want to have children of your own?
Eliza: [English] no I don't think so.
Tamlen goes upstairs to put his rifle in his closet.
Eliza: [English] I want to stay so I can move around - you know?
Eliza: Ummmm unencumbered [Eliza is proud of that one - it's a big word in any language]
Lanyi: Ah. And you understand what you have to do, or not do, to make sure you don't?
Alea lines are long and erratic as she draws...
Eliza looks at Lanyi "Lanyi - I grew up on a farm"
Lanyi: Ah. So you did.
Alea smiles, her eyes narrowing as her pencil moves faster and faster.
Lanyi decides not to cover the effects of transfers on sexuality right now.
Alea smiles with pure enjoyment at the picture of Veraik when she finishes.
Eliza: ~~badly curbed impatience~~
Lanyi finishes.
Lanyi: Ok.
Lanyi gets up and puts all the dishes back on her tray.
Eliza jumps up and takes the tray back.
Lanyi: Thank you Eliza.
Eliza bounces back.
Lanyi leads the way to the lobby.
Eliza: ~~excited~~
Eliza tries to walk sedately.
Eliza succeeds.
Lanyi goes over to ask clerk about the donor schedule.
Larnel sitting impatiently in the lobby.
Eliza thinks she looks very professional.
Larnel is a young donor dressed rather outlandishly.
Eliza sees the Gn sitting waiting and walks over...
Eliza: "hello, are you a donut? would you like to be serviced by a camel?"
Eliza: [Simelan]
Larnel blinks.
Eliza smiles angelically.
Larnel: Sounds interesting to me baby. Are you included in the package?
Lanyi goes over quickly. "I'm Hajene Tigue. Hello."
Eliza has no idea what Larnel said.
Larnel looks at Lanyi and smiles
Larnel: Getting better and better.
Eliza: [he spoke too quickly]
Larnel stands.
Lanyi: This is Sosu Furness, my assistant.
Larnel: Well, can we get this over with. I have things I'd like to be doing.
Lanyi: She's just starting out, so I hope you'll make allowances.
Lanyi: Of course. If you'll come this way?
Larnel looks back at the assistant and smiles
Larnel: Oh, sure, sure.
Eliza grins broadly, glad that she is such a help.
Larnel turns and follows Lanyi.
Eliza wonders where they keep the towels.
Eliza bounces - no she doesn't - she walks sedately alongside.
Lanyi leads the way to a donation room and goes in.
Larnel: I've been at this wild party... ran out of money and so thought, why not. It's an easy way to earn money.
Lanyi still feels the bouncing in the nager....
Larnel: My friend are all waiting for me, so if you could just, hurry this along....
Lanyi smiles. "I'll Try."
Eliza: ~~support~~
Eliza: [grin]
Lanyi goes over to the transfer lounge and sits down.
Larnel watches the Gen bouncing and bouncing and bouncing....
Eliza: ~~support~~[grin]~bounce~
Larnel quickly takes his own seat.
Eliza looks at Lanyi to see if she is doing it right.
Eliza: ~~support~~ [~little bounce~]
Lanyi checks out Larnel's folder for his rating.
Larnel: I know it's um, been a couple of months since I've been in.
Larnel is worried that Lanyi is studying his chart.
Lanyi: No problem.
Lanyi puts down the folder and holds out her arms.
Eliza looks over Lanyi's shoulder at the chart - as if she could read.
Eliza looks for a towel.
Eliza can't see towels anywhere.
Eliza: ~~worry~~
Larnel sticks out his arms quickly, leaning forward.
Alea realizes she feels no more better after drawing the pointed ears and tail on Veraik.
Lanyi takes a transfer grip and makes lateral contact.
Eliza: ~~stress worry~~ [where are the damn towels]
Larnel leans forward into Lanyi's lips.
Eliza realize they will need the towels soon and starts going though the cupboards.
Alea flips the page and sighs.
Lanyi draws selyn from the GN-3 level.
Eliza: ~~rising panic at not doing the ...~~~ errr ~~delayed support~~
Lanyi finishes the GN-3 and carefully tries the GN-2
Larnel ~~ impatience hurry ~~
Eliza looks around the room - still can't find the towels.
Lanyi drains the GN-2 level.
Lanyi breaks lip contact.
Lanyi: All done.
Larnel: Great. Where's my voucher?
Eliza looks at Lanyi with rising panic.
Eliza: [whispers to Lanyi] where are the towels!!!!
Lanyi: Just a moment.
Lanyi dismantles the transfer grip.
Larnel looks around, wipes his arms on the couch to get any nasty stuff off.
Larnel turns back and waits impatiently for the voucher.
Eliza buries her head in her hands.
Lanyi gets a towel from the rack down behind the couch and hands it to Larnel.
Eliza is so upset that she failed.
Lanyi scribbles quickly on the clipboard.
Larnel looks at the towel, belatedly takes in and swipes at his arms, then tosses it over his shoulder.
Eliza picks up the towel.
Lanyi tears off tow copies and gives them to Larnel.
Eliza feels better holding a towel.
Larnel: Great.
Larnel: Thanks.
Larnel: And hey, honey, [to Eliza], if you want to continue our earlier discussion later, just come on down to Fast Eddie's.
Wise Snake locates Rapol's door and uses the Gen signal.
Larnel heads out of the room.
Eliza understands "honey" (term of endearment) "continue our discussion" (talk more Simelan) and Fast Eddies.
Eliza is pleased she will have someone to practice on later.
Larnel is now known as Bcal.
Rapol opens the door, already with his coat on.
Rapol: Ready.
Eliza looks at Lanyi.
Eliza: I'm sorry Lanyi.
Rapol steps out and locks up behind him.
Wise Snake: Ah. Good.
Wise Snake steps back to let Rapol exit.
Wise Snake catches a glimpse of a large antique carousel-horse propped up in the living room and wonders how Rapol got the thing down from N'rwest Territory.
Lanyi: What for? You did fine.
Wise Snake: [puzzled]
Rapol: Is something the matter?
Wise Snake instantly rearranges her expression.
Wise Snake: No! no, not at all.
Eliza knows she didn't do fine and smiles wanly at Lanyi.
Lanyi: Now, if you could just check to make sure the room is the same as when we came in...
Lanyi continues writing in Larnel's file.
Wise Snake's eyes accidentally fall on the bay window at the front of Rapol's apartment and she is startled to see a large, ornate fake-gold-painted vase filled with peacock feathers filling the window.
Wise Snake gulps.
Lanyi notes that he may be ready for GN-1 qualification sometime when he isn't in a hurry.
Eliza looks for somewhere to put the used towel - finds a empty box and puts it in there.
Eliza looks around the back of the couch at where the other towels are [thank goodness]
Wise Snake smiles weakly.
Eliza checks to see if anything else is out of place.
Wise Snake: Well, let's go pick up B'cal, shall we?
Eliza looks at the sticky patch on the couch - gets the used towel - dampens the end and wipes at it.
Rapol gestures grandly towards the street.
Wise Snake: Then I'd like to start you on some real work... B'cal will act only as a backup.
Rapol: ~~ pleased ~~ Certainly.
Rapol: Thank you for your confidence.
Eliza looks at Lanyi.
Wise Snake: The Poodle Club and the Post Office are both overdue on employee health checkups and donations, and we have an appointment with the SunHope Cannery nearby the Ferry Terminal to evaluate them for a health and protection contract.
Lanyi stands up. "Now we go to see if our next donor is here.
Wise Snake starts toward the Sime Center.
Rapol follows, spreading his field to protect snake from the ambient.
Rapol reflects that those sound like upstanding places to work.
Lanyi goes to the door.
Wise Snake: Now, I hope you understand that I will be evaluating your performance constantly, and offering you tips on what will make your work more helpful to me.
Wise Snake: I value people who work at self-improvement.
Eliza decides that next time she will do better.
Ropal: I'll try to be valuable.
Rapol: Do you have any so far?
Wise Snake: Ah... well, of course, in general you must remember that I am a good deal more sensitive than any of the others you have worked with. This means relearning both strength and subtlety.
Alea sets mode: +o Bcal
Rapol: Stronger blocking?
Lanyi leads Eliza back to the lobby.
Wise Snake: Yes, things that don't bother other Simes will interfere with me in an irritating or even dangerous fashion.
Wise Snake: You will have to learn to look for those situations, and also learn the signals I have worked out with Nick.
Eliza: Is it quiet today Lanyi?
Rapol: Vocal, hand, or nageric signals?
Eliza thinks that maybe people have heard how accident prone the Center is.
Lanyi looks around the empty lobby. "So it would seem."
Wise Snake: Hand and nageric.
Rapol: Ok.
Wise Snake: We developed them to be used in front of others without intruding on conversation or distracting the clients.
Rapol keeps a sharp eye out for potential disturbances on the street.
Rapol: Hush hush?
Alea finishes her sketches and closes the sketch pad.
Lanyi: All right. let me show you something.
Wise Snake: Well, in the beginning it was because Nick was just beginning a Donor's duties and we did not want him to appear ignorant.
Lanyi: How to establish nageric bubble.
Wise Snake: But we have found it useful to continue the practice.
Eliza: Ok.
Eliza: How would you say that in Simelan?
Rapol refrains from proudly saying that *he* isn't ignorant.
Lanyi: Very good. [ Simelan ] "closed field"
Eliza: "closed field"
Lanyi: The idea is to surround the channel with your nager.
Lanyi: [ Simelan ] [ repeats ]
Eliza shows Lanyi how she use to calm animals ~~calm support~~
Eliza: Surround the channel with your nager.
Wise Snake: Now, how you feel about the Tecton is your own business, but I'll expect professional behavior there at all times. Is that understood?
Wise Snake: ==there = at the Sime Center===
Lanyi: That is the right emotion. now try to spread your feelings into a smooth hemisphere around us.
Lanyi: [ Simelan repeat ]
Eliza looks blank and mentally strains.
Eliza thinks maybe she is going to pop a blood vessel.
Rapol: Keep my ... opinions to myself?
Alea slips the sketch pad in the front of her skirt, half in half out, and then the pencils in a pocket and finally grabs her crutches.
Wise Snake: Sure. Just consider the people there customers like any others - to be politely respected, regardless of their occupations or origins.
Alea hates the shindoni crutches and thinks about tossing them out into the snow, but knows that won't help her heal any faster.
Alea slowly makes her way from the gazebo back to the Center's back door.
Rapol: Treat them like buying grain.
Alea sets mode: +o Veraik
Wise Snake: [confused] What?
Veraik looks for his Liorie cape.
Rapol feels a trace of ~~ distaste ~~ at treating something as intimate as healing and transfer so ... coldly.
Alea manages to get into the back door and starts down the hall.
Veraik goes to the lobby to see if the cape is there.
Wise Snake zlins the distaste and frowns.
Rapol banishes it. "sorry"
Wise Snake: What was that all about?
Wise Snake: Do you really dislike the Tecton so much?
Rapol: Like buying grain down at the store. Business. just give them stuff without caring.
Alea goes down the hall and into hte lobby.
Rapol: ~~ curious if those stories are true ~~
Wise Snake looks at Rapol oddly.
Veraik sees a tattered mess in the corner.
Lanyi: That's it Eliza.
Lanyi: You'll learn to do it without effort in time.
Eliza: I hope so.
Wise Snake: If the choice is between "buying grain" and insulting or hurting a customer with negative opinions, then I'd rather the "buying grain".
Eliza: ~~concerned~~
Alea sees Eliza and Lanyi, and Veraik all in the lobby.
Veraik goes to it and clutches it in a tentacle.
Wise Snake: This is a point I am very firm on.
Rapol: The Tecton is all new to me...
Alea releases the frogs on her cloak and slips it off her shoulders, catching it in one hand.
Rapol: Certainly.
Eliza tries again ~support~~ [bubble]
Lanyi: Yes, that's right.
Lanyi: Now relax.
Lanyi: Focus on me again.
Eliza thinks she is getting the hang of this.
Eliza focus's.
Alea ignores Veraik and moves over to toss her cloak onto the stand.
Veraik gathers the material up and silently leaves the lobby to go back to his office.
Lanyi: You use this block out outside nagers from your channel, to keep her from being distracted.
Wise Snake: In my line of work we will run into many people whose occupations or origins you don't approve of.
Eliza: I see.
Wise Snake thinks, unless Rapol's background is a lot broader than she suspects.
Lanyi is so concentrated on Eliza that he doesn't notice Veraik.
Eliza notices Alea but ignores her to concentrate.
Rapol: Cer-tainly. But they are just customers.
Rapol: Be polite. wisesnake walks up the front steps of the Sime Center.
Rapol comes up with snake.
Veraik places a call to Liorie to order another cape plus other various Liorie clothing then goes to his closet in search for his summer-weight cape.
Rapol thickens his field in the direction of the Gens and Simes in the lobby.
Eliza practices making bubbles.
Lanyi zlins Eliza's efforts.
Wise Snake walks into the Sime Center's lobby.
Wise Snake continues through, heading for B'cal's room.
Alea hears the door and turns.
Alea: Snake!
Lanyi: Now. You see that Sime and Gn coming in the door? They will impinge on your filed, so try and make it *thicker* on that side.
Alea shrugs and turns toward her office.
Eliza thinks thicker thinker [the field thickens all over]
Rapol keeps up with snake, swiveling his blocking to track the others.
Alea makes her way slowly to her office.
Wise Snake climbs the stairs to the Donor quarters.
Lanyi: You're thickening all over. try it just on that side...
Veraik considers the light-weight of the cape and reconsiders going outside.
Eliza lightens.
Wise Snake signals at B'cal's door.
Eliza's nager almost disappears.
B'cal opens the door, sees snake and nods.
B'cal: Ready?
Wise Snake: Yes.
Wise Snake: Are you?
B'cal: Yes.
Rapol maintains his support of snake.
Veraik goes to his desk and tries to read a file then gives up and leaves his office.
Wise Snake signals B'cal to let Rapol have it for the time being.
Rapol: Uh, which of us should be...
B'cal nods to snake.
Veraik signals at Alea's office.
Wise Snake: You. As I said before, B'cal will be acting as backup tonight.
Alea gets into her office and tosses her sketch pad on her desk, then pulls her pencils out and tosses them onto the desk as well.
Alea: Come in.
Rapol: ~~ pride ~~
Wise Snake leads the way back down the stairs.
Alea hobbles around to see who it is.
Rapol follows close to snake.
B'cal sniffs t Rapol in simple disdain and then follows Snake, ignoring Rapol.
Lanyi: All right Eliza. that's enough practice for now. relax.
Wise Snake parades through the lobby with the two Donors.
Eliza grins.
Eliza sees snake "Hello! Snake!"
Eliza smiles at Snake.
Wise Snake gives Eliza a narrow-eyed look.
Wise Snake leaves the Sime Center.
Rapol focuses to block Eliza's anger.
Eliza looks at Lanyi in shock.
Eliza: ~~shocked hurt~~
B'cal ignores them all, continuing to follow her persnickety Channel.
Eliza sets mode: +o Veraik
Lanyi: Eliza? What is it?
Lanyi zlins.
Rapol: == anger -> nager ==
Eliza: Snake ignored me!
Wise Snake waits until they are well clear of the Sime Center before telling B'cal, "We're going to do the donations and health updates on the Post Office and Poodle Club employees, then check out a cannery that might make a good addition to the "fold".
Lanyi sighs. "Snake is very busy, and ... well she's a Farris."
B'cal nods.
B'cal: Very well.
Lanyi: You have to make allowances.
Alea starts toward her door to open it.
Eliza rolls her eyes.
Eliza: To be honest Lanyi these Farrises seem to be a lot of trouble.
Rapol strides on.
Lanyi sighs again. "Very true. But they make up for it."
Wise Snake leads them to the Post Office.
Lanyi: Farrises makes some of the best channels and Donors.
Lanyi: They have the highest sensitivity, and can do things no one else can.
Eliza: So I have been told - mainly by Farrises.
Lanyi chuckles.
Veraik waits impatiently, trying not to show his nervousness.
Alea opens the door.
Rapol looks around at the neighborhood. A post office should be near the train station he assumes.
Alea sees Veraik.
Veraik: Alea?
Alea turns away and starts back across her office.
Alea: Yes?
Veraik: Veraik zlins Alea .
Alea ~~ tightly controlled ~~
Veraik: Would you like for me to treat your ankle again?
Veraik: ~ suppresses a pang of entran. ~
Alea thinks she'd like to hit him if he gets near her, but she doesn't let that show in her field. And since her arms are hurting from the crutches... she decides might as well.
Alea drops down on the couch.
Alea sticks her left leg out.
Alea: Fine.
B'cal looks around the post office and sneers.
Rapol: So we are doing healing work at the post office?
Veraik gently sits next to her, placing tentacles of the ankle.
B'cal knows this building and prefers not to be around it, though this is the only work snake can get.
Veraik: Zlinning and knitting the fracture.
B'cal: Yes, the whorehouse [to Rapol just to shock him]
B'cal smiles snidely.
Alea waits.
Rapol: ~~ shock ~~
Rapol: A whor-
Rapol shuts up and gets his field back under control.
B'cal: Yeah, you know, the type of people who pay for services rendered.
B'cal grins.
Rapol: Why?
Alea keeps her field under careful control.
B'cal: Why what?
Wise Snake stops.
Rapol: Why pay for it?
Wise Snake thinks it would be best to finish this conversation before entering the premises.
B'cal: I suppose not every man is such a jock like you and can just find him a woman [sarcastically ]
Veraik zlins. "Your arms are sour as well. I can handle that when I am finished here."
Rapol: Ah. If you say so.
B'cal ~~doesn't think he's a jock at all~~
Wise Snake wonders if B'cal is bitter about Veraik's rejection of her.
Rapol: I trust we don't have to...
Wise Snake: Won't have to what? [sharply]
Alea: Thank you Hajene. [stiffly]
Rapol: Just healing and transfer here, right?
Rapol: And donations.
B'cal snorts and then recovers herself.
Wise Snake: For today, yes.
Veraik continues to heal Alea, lingering a little longer than necessary as an excuse to be near his Donor.
Rapol doesn't like the sound of that....
Wise Snake: I do work with their customers on occasion, but none of that is scheduled for today.
B'cal lifts an eyebrow, smiling arrogantly at Rapol as if to say -you got a problem with that-
Alea sighs as the ankle's pain is reduced.
Rapol wrestles intensely to keep his reactions out of his nager, mostly successfully.
Alea ~~ relief ~~
Rapol: ~~ buying grain ~~
Wise Snake grimaces.
Wise Snake enters the Post Office.
Rapol hurries to keep up.
Veraik looks up at Alea. "Feeling better."
B'cal silently sniggers at his reaction and follows.
Alea absolutely hates to admit it to Veraik after yesterday.
Alea: Yes, Hajene.
Wise Snake sarcastically thinks, at least SOMEBODY finds this amusing.
Veraik nods.
Rapol looks around at the decor and is glad to see that the protective coloration back at the apartment is correct.
Wise Snake checks in with Voluptua (who is quite intrigued by Snake's "new man") and then goes into the back where the various employees are ready to be checked out.
Rapol nods politely to Voluptua.
B'cal nods, remembering this is the woman who gave her those nasty drugs.
Veraik: Allow me to heal your arms and I'll be done for now.
Wise Snake: Now, at these places, what we're looking for is diseases, venereal or otherwise, that might be spread to or from the johns, as well as signs of drug abuse or other general unhealthfulness that would make them, er, less valuable of employees.
Wise Snake: Also I have found it pays to ask them a few questions, as some of them are not willing employees and you can tell which are which by how they reply to certain things.
Rapol carefully inhales, checking the air for any distinctive smells.
Rapol wonders what is meant but 'not willing ' and really thinks he doesn't want to find out.
Alea thinks she'd like to tell him what to do with... then thinks only three days and knows if they don't get this worked out, it's going to be disastrous on his transfer day.
Alea thinks how nice that would be...then feels guilty...then admits defeat.
Alea: Fine, please heal my arms.
Veraik leans forward and inhales Alea's scent before he closes his mind and his heart to it.
Veraik touches tentacles first to one arm then her side to heal the chafing and the strain of the muscles.
Alea: What position do you want me in. [tries to lift her sore arms]
Alea: Or just sitting like this is okay?
Rapol sniffs again, recognizing something.
Veraik: You are fine.
Veraik zlins and heals.
B'cal closes her emotions completely off to what Snake is saying.
Rapol looks at the employees, for the one who seems to flushed.
Veraik: Heals her sores as he works out his entran.
Veraik: Then Veraik moves to the other arm.
Alea slowly moves her arm, stretching it up over her head, testing to see how much motion she has now.
Alea moves it backward, then forward, thinking that feels much better.
B'cal watches Snake and Ropal as Snake works.
Veraik sits back, zlinning and wishing he could appreciate the view.
Rapol leans over to wisesnake and whispers. "The Sime in blue... check her throat."
B'cal wonders why Ropal seems distracted.
Wise Snake checks out the employees one at a time, zlinning them, asking them questions, occasional healing.
Alea tests the other arm.
Alea finally sighs.
Rapol stays behind snake, shielding her from everyone except the patient of the moment.
Alea moves around thinking her back can wait, then finally looks at Veraik.
Veraik: Should I zlin the baby while I am here?
Alea hesitates, then nods curtly.
Veraik places his tentacles on her stomach and zlins the strong heartbeat.
Veraik: The baby is fine.
Veraik stands, knowing that Alea doesn't want him there.
Alea struggles up to her feet, reaching for her crutches.
Alea: Veraik.
Alea: I want to talk to you.
Veraik stops and stays motionless.
Alea thinks this is the hardest thing she has ever done.
Alea: I have been assigned as Veraik ambrov Liorie's Donor.
Veraik looks at Alea without zlinning.
Alea: As his Donor, it's my duty to make sure he is ready for transfer.
Alea: To keep him healthy.
Veraik stares straight ahead, without blinking. ~ fear ~
Alea: Now, if my Channel is serious in wanting a good transfer, then the Channel would take the advice. If, on the other hand, he is simply playing mind games, he could simply go back to B'cal and ruin his day and hers instead of forcing a third person into this.
Alea: And my advice to my Channel would be that he work off his entran. With his Donor. Because if the Channel and Donor don't take this time to work, things will certainly go downhill.
Rapol is now known as Mostan.
Veraik looks at Alea. "I NEED a good transfer. I will do what I have to get one."
Alea: Of course, I can't guarantee they won't go downhill anyway. However, I am a -Farris-. Good.
Alea nods.
Alea slips her crutches under her arms.
Alea: Then let's go work.
Lanyi finishes the paperwork from the last donor.
Veraik swallows hard. "Work."
Alea: Work.
Eliza waits patiently wondering what Snake is mad at her now for.
Alea: I'd suggest you get the new Donor-in-Training to help.
Lanyi: Eliza, I'd like to go check on Mostan now. Are you feeling up to it?
Veraik: Yes. Work. Uh. Let's go."
Eliza: Oh yes!
Veraik: Donor-in-Training?
Alea: You have three days left. During that time, she should be taken aside...
Eliza would like to look in on Mostan and see how he is.
Alea: Eliza... something or other. I don't remember her last name.
Alea: From out-Territory.
Lanyi leads off into the Sime wing.
Eliza bounces.... errr walks sedately after her.
Veraik: Eliza. Yes. I remember her. Young wannabe Donor.
Alea: Yes.
Lanyi signals at the door.
Alea staring at the wall as she talks keeping her field neutral.
Mostan: Come in.
Eliza keeps herself in control.
Veraik withdraws a bit, realizing that Alea's nager is not part of the deal.
Lanyi comes in. "Hello Mostan. How are you doing?"
Alea turns and starts toward her door stoically.
Veraik goes to the door and opens it for Alea.
Mostan gestures listlessly.
Eliza follows and tries to be supportive to everyone in the room.
Alea swings her way out of it.
Lanyi zlins Mostan closely.
Veraik: What do you have to tell Eliza?
Lanyi: Your laterals zlin much better.
B'cal is now known as Febus.
Mostan: So What?
Alea: To tell her?
Alea: Nothing at all.
Eliza tries to bubble Lanyi and Mostan.
Eliza wonders if she is doing it right.
Alea swings her way down the hall.
Lanyi: Thank you Eliza. Now try and focus on Mostan.
Eliza looked at Mostan and tries to focus on him.
Eliza: Lanyi - can I umm touch him?
Mostan's eyes snap open and he looks suddenly at Eliza.
Lanyi: No, not right now.
Eliza looks steadily back.
Veraik follows Alea, wondering what work she had in mind to do since the only work he knew he should be doing was paperwork.
Eliza concentrates harder.
Alea stops at the door leading to that nasty little Febus and waits.
Mostan relaxes seeing that she isn't Avaleia.
Eliza: ~~support~~
Mostan's mouth works but no sound comes out.
Lanyi: You're safe Mostan. There's no danger here.
Eliza thinks ~~safe, relax~~
Lanyi holds her field tight to keep Mostan from zlinning that that isn't true.
Mostan's eyes dart around to all parts of the room.
Alea looks at Veraik, waiting for him to get the door.
Veraik opens the door.
Alea waits for Veraik to enter, attempting to fall back into Donor position.
Veraik zlins the renSime.
Eliza can't work out what she is doing wrong.
Febus ~~ nearing need ~~ ~~ healing head injury ~~ ~~ other minor bruises ~~
Veraik projects support and Genness.
Febus opens his eyes and stares at the Channel.
Alea offers Standard Tecton Support and follow Veraik.
Veraik: I'm here to heal you.
Lanyi: Mostan. You've used up a lot of selyn healing. I think you should shunt some over from your secondary system.
Mostan:'ssokay.
Febus sees the Donor and blanches.
Eliza wonders what Lanyi is saying.
Veraik: May I?
Febus nods.
Lanyi: Eliza. Mostan has to move selyn from his secondary system, that he uses to give transfer to renSimes, over to his primary system.
Febus: She almost got me murdered.
Eliza nods - she remember something about that.
Lanyi: To replace the selyn he used to heal.
Alea ignores Febus, keeping her strict support on Veraik.
Eliza: And how do I help Lanyi?
Veraik steps up and takes Febus in full transfer position.
Febus eyes dart over the Channel's shoulder then concentrate on the channel as he works.
Veraik: ~ need to give focused on the bruises to encourage healing ~
Lanyi: Now a shunt requires a resistance across the laterals. It is like the transfer position, but your selyn will not be effected.
Mostan is disturbed because he thought Lanyi would help him do the shunt.
Febus body responds.
Eliza: You want me to do it?
Eliza is surprised.
Lanyi looks over at Mostan. "I know. But you have to address this Mostan. You are a channel, you have to work with Donors."
Lanyi: Yes, Eliza.
Eliza walks over and offer her arms to Mostan.
Veraik repositions his tentacles.
Lanyi: Remember this isn't transfer. Mostan will do all the work inside himself.
Eliza: ~~calm support - desire to help~~
Alea continues to offer the basic cold support.
Eliza smiles at Mostan.
Mostan looks very worried and doesn't move.
Eliza takes his arms in hers gently.
Veraik: Febus. Are you ready for transfer?
Febus ~~ goes hyper at words ~~
Mostan's laterals start to emerge automatically.
Alea glares thinking at least it's not HER he is attacking this time... then remembers what he is like after and thinks about sneaking out.
Eliza looks at Lanyi and smiles at Mostan encouragingly.
Veraik projects 'need to give' to raise his intil to peak.
Febus ~~ Need ~~~
Mostan's arm slip around to grasp the other side of the hands.
Veraik wraps tentacles with Febus.
Eliza relaxes in his grip ~~support~~
Mostan: == arm -> arms ==
Lanyi nods approvingly.
Febus ~~ reaches for selyn ~~
Lanyi: That's right.
Eliza wonders if she has to complete the position.
Febus's laterals slide out and wrap around the channel's.
Mostan's tentacles reach out and slowly wrap around Eliza's forearms in an unusual direction.
Veraik waits for fifth contact. ~ need to give ~
Febus lunges forward, grabbing that contact and drawing.
Mostan makes lateral contact.
Alea moves slightly for better support.
Veraik pours selyn into Febus and his rate.
Mostan just lies there for a period, tentacles tingling on Eliza's skin.
Febus ~~ rising pleasure ~~ ~~ diminishing need ~~
Mostan pulls slightly at her.
Veraik resists a little.
Eliza: ~~desire to give~~
Febus ~~ pleasure peaks ~~ ~~ need gone ~~
Lanyi: Make the fifth contact Eliza.
Veraik: ~ joy ~
Eliza leans forward and places her lips on Mostan's.
Mostan is trembling.
Febus ~~ floats in the completion and joy ~~~
Mostan lies there in contact. He screws up his face.
Eliza holds the position wanting to help.
Febus releases him, laying back.
Veraik waits for Febus, zlinning.
Eliza: ~~support~~
Eliza: ~~desire to give~~
Mostan sags back.
Febus untangles laterals and tentacles.
Lanyi: All right Eliza. You did that just right.
Eliza keeps contact.
Febus: Well then, let's get on with it. This the girl you brought for me? [to Veraik looking at Alea]
Eliza breaks 5th contact and looks at Lanyi.
Veraik sits backs and waits for post reaction to sit in.
Lanyi: Let him dismantle his grip.
Febus smiles ~~ post ~~
Febus leers.
Alea glares.
Lanyi: Mostan? You've got your primary back up to 80%. That's very good.
Veraik blocks Alea's nager protectively.
Eliza waits.
Mostan withdraws his laterals.
Febus scowls at Veraik.
Mostan whips off his handling tentacles and snatches his hands back.
Febus: Why'd you bring her then if not for me to finish me up.
Eliza is shocked by Mostan's reaction and looks at Lanyi nervously.
Lanyi: It's all right Eliza. You id it perfectly.
Eliza looks at Mostan "I hope you are feeling better now"
Lanyi: == id -> did ==
Mostan nods.
Veraik stands. "I offer you support for post release but not for post sex with my Donor.
Alea sneers at Febus, thinking she'd like to hit him over the head with her crutch.
Febus scowls.
Veraik blocks Alea's Farris nager as best he can.
Febus: Cheating me. That's what you're doing. This Center isn't worth a thing.
Eliza steps back and allows herself to relax a little.
Veraik: Alea. Please leave.
Lanyi: Come on Eliza...
Febus sits up.
Febus: Where's my clothes...
Alea: Gladly.
Alea turns and swings out of the room.
Lanyi steps out into the hall.
Alea goes across the hall and leans against a wall.
Eliza smiles goodbye at Mostan and follows.
Veraik: I will get them for you.
Eliza: Lanyi - I didn't feel a thing.
Febus: Well at least you'll do that.
Lanyi closes the door.
Febus tosses off the covers a bit dizzily and then pulls at his gown.
Veraik goes to the shelf and retrieves Febus' clothes then hands them to him.
Febus: It's her fault I'm in this condition. Then I have transfer and you don't even make her pay me back for what she did to my head[muttering]
Lanyi: No. Your system was only providing a resistance for his.
Febus takes the clothes.
Febus starts pulling them on.
Eliza: I see - and I did it right? He didn't seem happy about it.
Veraik: I advise against leaving until you are fully recovered but I will not stop you from leaving. That is your choice.
Febus stands, glaring.
Lanyi: Like the plug in a sink holds the water in so it can overflow the top.
Febus: I'm good enough. Had my transfer. Have people to meet now that that crazy Gen is locked up somewhere.
Veraik says nothing.
Febus stands a bit dizzy. shrugs.
Febus: Can I go now?
Lanyi: Mostan had a horrible injury from a Gen. His mind has been ... injured by that.
Eliza is sorry about that.
Eliza: I see - and when will he be better?
Veraik: As long as you do not attack anyone at the Center. Yes.
Febus: Attack?
Febus: It was that crazy Donor of yours who attacked me!
Febus ~~ outraged ~~~
Lanyi: He's going to have a very hard time trusting Gens. even Gens who haven't hurt him. It isn't fair, but that's how he feels.
Febus goes toward the door and jerks it open.
Febus scowls at Alea and walks unsteadily down the hall.
Eliza: Lanyi - would it help if I visited with him some time?
Lanyi: I'm worried that he will have a lot of trouble in his next transfer.
Alea scowls back.
Veraik zlins. "Of course, you think that." ~ sarcasm ~
Eliza hopes that Mostan will be ok.
Eliza: ~~concern~~
Veraik goes to Alea.
Veraik: Are you all right?
Alea: Just fine.
Lanyi: Yes it would. But always signal first. You can go in and sit with him. But Do Not touch him without his permission.
Alea: Seems I was lucky I split his skull, since this time he couldn't attack me for my selyn.
Eliza: Ok - was it just because of his - problem - that I couldn't touch him?
Veraik: Good. Let's go for a cup of trin then perhaps we can do some donations.
Eliza: I mean - I felt it would have been easier to offer support with contact?
Lanyi: By having you help him shunt, we gave him more selyn so he'll have a larger reserve at transfer.
Veraik just looks at Alea.
Lanyi: Yes.
Alea turns and starts down the hall.
Alea standard tecton support.
Veraik follows her.
Eliza places her hand on Lanyi's arm.
Eliza: Thank you Lanyi.
Veraik takes the support, wishing for more not knowing he will never get it again.
Alea: Hello, Lanyi, Eliza.
Lanyi: With most channels, a trained Donor can touch them. Mostan is different because of his injury.
Lanyi looks up "Hello Alea."
Eliza: Hello Alea
Lanyi: Hello. Veraik.
Eliza would love to tell Alea what she has been doing but will wait until they are alone.
Eliza thinks it has been an interesting day.
Veraik: Hello.
Alea: We're on our way to the cafeteria for tea. Would you like t join us.
Veraik zlins Eliza.
Eliza smiles at Veraik.
Alea hopes they do so she won't have to be alone with Veraik.
Eliza would love to join them but looks at Lanyi.
Eliza: Do we have more work to do Lanyi?
Eliza: ~~radiant joy, peace and love~~
Lanyi: Yes, I think so.
Lanyi: No, we're done for now, Eliza.
Veraik turns to Lanyi and zlins the Channel's nager.
Veraik points the way. "Then let's go."
Lanyi: [ rapid Simelan ] "She helped Mostan to a shunt to his primary. Did very well, and he was less fearful than I expected."
Veraik moves to stand close to his Donor.
Alea stiffens but continues with the support.
Eliza settles.
Lanyi: == to -> do ==
Veraik: [Simelan] Impressive. Maybe she can continue with him. Do you think they are matched?
Eliza wonders what Lanyi said and suspects it was about her.
Alea stares ahead blandly, showing no reaction to their conversation.
Lanyi: [ English } I just told them how well you have done today, Eliza.
Eliza blushes.
Eliza throws a quick look to see if Alea is pleased with her.
Alea nods to Eliza.
Lanyi wonders what is bothering Alea, but doesn't want to annoy Veraik by zlinning her.
Eliza grins at Alea trying to get her to smile back.
Mostan stares at the door.
Veraik notices Lanyi and moves a tiny bit closer to Alea.
Mostan twists onto his side and starts sobbing.
Eliza sees how Alea is standing with Veraik and takes up the same position with Lanyi.
Alea's attention drifts to Lanyi.
Lanyi: Shall we?
Alea waits for Veraik to go, slipping her shendoni torture devices back under her arms.
Veraik moves towards the cafeteria, wishing he could simply pick up Alea and carry her.
Lanyi wonders what everyone will be having down there.