Sime/Gen Roleplaying: Bender Cove Township Scenario
Episode #186: Sky Red, Sky Blue
Wise Snake hurries toward the Sime Center.
Wise Snake ascertains that nobody is watching her and hurries up the front steps.
Eliza is watching the front desk while the clerk in on lunch.
Wise Snake enters the lobby and makes a beeline for the file cabinets behind the clerk's desk.
Eliza bites the end of a pen and glares at the paper in front of her.
Eliza: Oh! Snake! Hello. Can I help you?
Wise Snake realizes it's Eliza there, not the clerk, hesitates, then raises her head and waltzes back there as if she owns the place.
Wise Snake: Hello, Eliza... no, no, but thanks.
Wise Snake tugs on the drawer for channels' personnel files, finds it locked.
Wise Snake: You don't happen to have the key to this, do you?
Eliza: Err - it should be here somewhere. [starts going through drawers]
Eliza pulls out a drawer and manages to bang Snake's head with it.
Eliza: Oh! Sorry.
Wise Snake is amazed as Eliza whips the drawer entirely out of the desk and it flies through the air.
Wise Snake rubs her head, dismayed.
Eliza blushes and picks up the drawer.
Wise Snake blinks as various pencils, note pads, etc. rain onto the lobby floor.
Eliza starts shoving things back into it and picks up a pile of keys.
Eliza: Here, try these.
Wise Snake's eyes light up.
Wise Snake: Great. Thanks.
Wise Snake takes the ring.
Wise Snake soon finds the correct key and opens the file cabinet, removes her own file and the little, mostly-empty one they made for Nick.
Wise Snake reads through them both, looking for, er, "incriminating evidence" and such.
Eliza picks up the remaining stuff and shoves it in the drawer then attempts to put the drawer back in the cupboard.
Eliza can't get the damned drawer back in and tries brute force.
Eliza bursts into tears.
Wise Snake is distracted by this drama.
Eliza: Shendoni drawer!
Wise Snake lowers the folder and looks at Eliza oddly.
Wise Snake: Eliza...?
Eliza drops it and kicks it, stubbing her toe.
Wise Snake flinches.
Eliza hops around on one foot, holding the other in her hand and proclaiming a litany.
Eliza: Ow ow ow.
Wise Snake watches as the drawer is drop-kicked across the lobby, spewing its contents in a parabolic arc.
Wise Snake: ~~nervous~~
Wise Snake: Um, Eliza? Are you... having any problems you'd like to talk about?
Eliza puts down her foot and limps over to pick the things up yet again.
Wise Snake realizes the file folder is trembling, and makes it stop.
Wise Snake puts the files away and puts the keys absently in her pocket.
Wise Snake follows Eliza cautiously.
Wise Snake: Er... Eliza?
Eliza: ~~ wildly uncontrolled nager ~~
Eliza: It's these damn pills, I think.
Wise Snake backs off.
Wise Snake: Er... pills? What pills?
Eliza: I'm allergic to Jirelle's incense and stuff, and I'm assigned to her this month.
Eliza: So she gave me these pills.
Eliza: And they make me run around all the time - sort of running on the inside, you know what I mean?
Wise Snake: Really.
Wise Snake: Do you have them with you?
Eliza pulls a bottle out and gives them to Snake.
Wise Snake takes the bottle and reads the label.
Wise Snake: Huh... this should have been safe enough. Although, there have been some bottling problems recently.
Wise Snake pops open the bottle and shakes some pills out into her hand, to see them visually.
Eliza: I'm probably allergic to them too.
Wise Snake 's eyebrows shoot up as she discovers they are all different... one blue, one orange, one round, one oval....
Eliza: ~~ hurry hurry rush rush ~~
Eliza picks up the drawer and takes it back behind the counter.
Wise Snake: Er... how many of these have you tried?
Wise Snake thinks it looks like somebody at the pill bottling plant had been sampling too much of the merchandise when they filled this bottle.
Eliza: Don't know, 5 or 6 of them. They do stop my nose from running.
Wise Snake: I think we'd better get you some different pills. These ones appear to have been tampered with. There are all different kinds in here... there's no telling what was in the ones you already took.
Wise Snake zlins Eliza curiously.
Eliza: ~~ confused, rushed, hyperactive type nager ~~
Eliza finally manages to shove the drawer back in its place.
Eliza looks at the files on the counter where Snake put them.
Eliza: I don't want any more pills. I hate taking pills.
Eliza: A runny nose is better then this.
Wise Snake: Okay, well, if you would rather the allergic reaction, and if it isn't life threatening, then there is no reason you couldn't just avoid the medication.
Eliza: What did you want Nick and your files for?
Eliza realises that she shouldn't have asked that, and blushes.
Wise Snake recaps the pill bottle and slips it into her pocket alongside the keys.
Wise Snake looks at Eliza oddly.
Wise Snake: I like to check on them now and then to make sure I am up to date on what is being written in them.
Wise Snake: You can see yours any time you like, if you ask Briel or somebody.
Eliza feels wretched for being so snoopy - of course Snake has the right to see her own files.
Eliza wonders what is in her file.
Wise Snake wonders if Eliza has seen the flaming denouncement of the assignment to Mostan that Snake put in both their files.
Eliza looks up, shocked - Snake just apparently read her mind.
Eliza: Errr, yeah....
Eliza feels like biting through the counter with frustration and wonders when that shenned clerk will be back.
Wise Snake wonders why Eliza is so shocked.
Wise Snake wonders why Eliza is so frustrated.
Wise Snake carefully picks up her and Nick's files, and replaces them in the cabinet, which she thought she had already done.
Eliza: ~~ hurry hurry rush rush - don't sit still.... ~~
Wise Snake can't help but think that the last thing the Sime Center needs is a hyped-up, frustrated Donor as point contact in the main lobby.
Eliza picks up the papers she was working on when Snake came in and starts chewing the pen again.
Eliza: There is just one thing I don't understand.
Wise Snake had started to tiptoe out the door.
Wise Snake pauses at Eliza's words.
Wise Snake: Yes?
Wise Snake: What is that?
Eliza: Math.
Wise Snake: ...oh.
Eliza: All these figures for selyn amounts have to add up.
Eliza: And I get a different answer every time.
Wise Snake attempts to calculate the her personal level of responsibility with regards to Eliza's mathematics abilities, and comes up with a big zero.
Wise Snake sighs.
Wise Snake turns back to the desk.
Wise Snake: Well... you did know math at one point, I take it?
Eliza moves aside so Snake can see the problem.
Eliza: Not really. I mean, only what I needed for buying things.
Wise Snake studies the page.
Wise Snake: Ah... well, I can show you a quick shortcut that might help you out.
Eliza: I can work out the price of wheat but this is a bit different.
Wise Snake: True... I think they are actually making this needlessly complicated.
Eliza: Yeah.
Wise Snake: You see, this number at the bottom, "daytime selyn intake total"?
Eliza nods her head frantically.
Eliza: Yes....
Wise Snake: This is supposed to match the "daytime selyn intake total" on the sheet from the Bursar's office.
Wise Snake: So, rather than trying to add up all these different donations, just copy the number over from Semla's paperwork.
Wise Snake does so, in Eliza's writing.
Eliza looks over her shoulder.
Wise Snake: There! Wasn't that much easier? Now just to fill in these other lines with plausible numbers. Nobody is going to look at them too closely, after all.
Wise Snake pencils in the correct answers since she's a perfectionist.
Wise Snake: I mean, if you try to add these all up for real, it only leads to trouble.
Eliza nods. "Uhhhuh."
Eliza: So why do you have to do them at all then?
Eliza: If it doesn't matter?
Wise Snake: Oh... well, they matter to SOME people.
Wise Snake: People who have to know where every little bit of selyn has gone and when, to feel like they are in control.
Eliza: I don't see what it matters anyway.
Eliza: Are you going to be working here today?
Wise Snake: Well. Fortunately, you don't have to think it matters to just copy a number over.
Eliza notices Snake's lack-of-Donor status.
Wise Snake: Me? Er, no.
Wise Snake: I was just, er,
Eliza: Where is Nick or Rapol today?
Wise Snake: Um....
Wise Snake: They're at home.
Wise Snake figures Eliza doesn't need to know all the other little details like Snake shouldn't be without a Donor, ever, or she starts behaving extremely oddly.
Eliza puts the pen down, please to see that the Clerk is back.
Wise Snake looks at the clerk with accustomed arrogance.
Clerk comes around the desk. "Hello, Wise Snake. Thanks, Eliza."
Clerk: What can we do for you today Snake? Hey, where is your Donor?
Wise Snake's look turns to open wariness as she wonders since when the clerks were so chatty with her.
Wise Snake's look says, I am sure it is none of your business.
Eliza hands the clerk back the paperwork gladly.
Clerk: Sure, fine. Thanks Eliza, how did you go with the figures?
Wise Snake thinks now would be a good time to leave, since she is no longer the center of attention.
Wise Snake skulks for the front door.
Eliza blushes.
Clerk runs a quick eye down the figures. "These all look right. Very good, Eliza!"
Debitte enters the Sime Center lobby looking very professional. Well, considering her profession and the fact she is in need....
Jirelle is going through incense withdrawal.
Jirelle sits in her office feeling mopey.
Eliza is glad to get away from all that paperwork.
Debitte heads up to the front desk. "I have an appointment for transfer this morning?"
Debitte waits for the clerk to get his act together.
Eliza returns to Jirelle's office.
Eliza: ~~ support ~~
Eliza: I'm back. Miss me?
Eliza: ~~ a kind of rushed support with a lot of action in it ~~
Jirelle looks up, startled.
Jirelle: Oh... sure, I mean, of course I did!
Eliza: Ready to go back to work?
Jirelle smiles at Eliza.
Eliza: ~~ hurry hurry, rush rush ~~
Jirelle: ~~nervous~~
Jirelle's tentacles quiver.
Debitte sits on the lounge as instructed and tries to wait patiently. She HATES being in need, it makes working sooooo difficult!
Eliza: Clients should be starting to arrive by now. Shall I duck back out and see, or do you want to come too? Or do you want to stay here... or I could stay here and you could go. No, that wouldn't be any good. I had better go. You want to come too?
Jirelle jumps up nervously.
Jirelle: Oh, er, you shouldn't leave me, Eliza.
Jirelle: And try to be a little more mellow, okay?
Jirelle: [pleadingly]
Eliza: [cranky] I can't help it. It's those damn tablets!
Eliza: I'll try.
Eliza: But let's go DO something!
Debitte taps her foot impatiently.
Jirelle cringes from Eliza's impatience and frustration, feeling her need aggravated by it.
Jirelle: Okay, okay.
Jirelle: Let's go do... something.
Jirelle: That would be fine.
Jirelle: Anything!
Eliza jumps up again and leads the way to the lobby (again).
Jirelle follows, fidgeting.
Eliza fights the impulse to run.
Debitte looks up hopefully as Eliza and Jirelle enter the lobby.
Jirelle feels Eliza feeling the impulse to run, and feels an impulse to chase.
Jirelle: ~~need~~
Jirelle fights down the impulse.
Debitte stands up in anticipation.
Jirelle goes to the front desk and selects a file from the tray.
Jirelle reads the name.
Jirelle: Oh... oh dear, I hope I pronounce this right. Debbatt?"
Jirelle: Is there a... Dibbit? Er, oh, dear.
Jirelle: [trying to announce Debitte's name]
Debitte: It's Debitte - but that's close enough. Hajene...?
Eliza: This is hajene Jirelle.
Jirelle smiles at Debitte and puts on a happy nager.
Jirelle: Hello.
Eliza stands in support ~~lots of really QUICK support~~
Jirelle: ~~really really nice and friendly, though perhaps a tad jittery~~
Debitte reels under the overpoweringly upbeat nager and is drawn to it.
Debitte is more than ready to take the offered selyn right there in the lobby.
Jirelle: Come with us, then. [kindly]
Jirelle leads Debitte to a transfer room.
Debitte follows willingly, focusing on the friendly nager to the exclusion of all else.
Eliza continues force feeding the ~support~ in large steam roller type doses.
Jirelle turns and closes the door behind them, reaching for the doorknob six times before finally connecting.
Jirelle: Er... Eliza? Can you take it easy okay?
Debitte is distracted by the conflicting nager coming from behind and her focus changes in that direction.
Eliza thinks of bunnies and clouds.
Eliza: [and flowers]
Jirelle moves between Debitte and Eliza, projecting ~~Gen offering~~
Jirelle moves towards the transfer lounge, holding Debitte duoconscious so the Sime will see she should sit down first.
Debitte focuses on the channel again and sits.
Eliza: [the cloud shapes into a train and races into the tunnel of the rainbow]
Jirelle offers her arms.
Jirelle: ~~Gen replete with selyn~~
Jirelle: ~~offering~~
Debitte thankfully takes the arms and wraps her tentacles tightly around them and immediately reaches for fifth contact.
Debitte: ~~need, high intil~~
Jirelle lets Debitte draw, feeling ~~peace/love/joy/friendliness/hope~~
Eliza: [the train runs over the bunny eating the flowers and the blood runs down the rainbow]
Eliza gives a little screech and shakes her head hard.
Jirelle struggles not to let a growing alarm interfere with her showfield.
Debitte starts to draw as fast as she can.
Jirelle: ~~hope/joy/ecstasy~~
Debitte pulls at that wonderful feeling.
Jirelle: ~~love/optimism/hope/excitement~~
Debitte draws ecstatically.
Debitte: ~~ satisfaction ~~
Jirelle allows Debitte to close at her own pace.
Jirelle: ~~happiness/peace/contentment~~
Debitte sighs as she sits back and lets Jirelle's arms go.
Eliza hands them each a towel and looks in concern at the marks on Jirelle's arms where Debitte held her.
Jirelle smiles at Debitte.
Debitte: Thank you. That was amazing!
Debitte: You are very, very special, you know that?
Debitte: [starts to cry] I don't deserve the help from people like you and Snake.
Debitte: Why is everyone so nice to me?
Jirelle: There, there.
Jirelle embraces Debitte.
Debitte takes the towel and blows her nose on it.
Eliza gets another towel.
Jirelle pats Debitte's back.
Debitte: I'm so sorry!
Debitte: After such a lovely transfer I shouldn't be crying all over you like this!
Eliza stands there holding the towel and feeling useless.
Debitte: I should, should be going. I'm starting a new job today.
Debitte wipes her face and arms and stands up.
Debitte: I do so want to thank you. You really are the best!
Jirelle: Well... okay....
Jirelle smiles at Debitte and gets up also.
Jirelle: You do something nice for yourself now, okay?
Debitte: Oh, I'm sure I'll enjoy this new job!
Debitte is looking forward to looking after even a little bit of the Ferry Building.
Jirelle: Oh, a new job? That sounds great.
Jirelle: ~~encouragement and respectful eager interest~~
Debitte heads out the door wiping carefully under her eyes hoping that she didn't smear too much.
Eliza shuts the door after her.
Eliza: Jirelle, are your arms okay? Looks like she was holding on awfully tight.
Debitte heads out of the building and looks around for a cab... never one around when you need one.
Debitte starts walking to the Ferry Building.
Jirelle: I think so.
Jirelle looks at her arms, and then waves her tentacles in a mostly unsuccessful attempt to zlin herself.
Debitte thinks how wonderful that transfer was. Rarely has she felt so gloriously at peace with the world.
Jirelle: I hope that I wasn't causing you too much difficulty during the transfer.
Jirelle looks at Eliza.
Jirelle: I mean, making it hard for you to concentrate or anything....
Eliza looks upset. ~guilty~
Jirelle realizes she said the wrong thing.
Eliza: I seem to be having some problems when I try to relax.
Jirelle starts waving her hands defensively and apologetically.
Jirelle: Oh! I mean... that is to say....
Eliza: I use this image thing that Snake told me about you see....
Eliza: and it never turns out right.
Jirelle: Really?
Jirelle is amazed that any advice a First could give could possibly be considered wrong.
Jirelle then realizes she is short changing Eliza to think that Eliza didn't think long and hard before saying anything.
Jirelle feels terribly guilty for that.
Eliza sighs.
Jirelle: Um... well... what have your teachers told you about it? Have you discussed it with them?
Eliza: Well, I'll just keep working on it I guess.
Jirelle is very enthusiastic with that idea.
Jirelle: Oh! Yes, we should always keep working on all our problems, definitely. That sounds like a great idea.
Eliza: Sure. Yeah. Okay.
Jirelle thinks it also indefinitely postpones trying to decide whether the First's advice was bad or not.
Eliza remembers and leans a little ~~support~~
Jirelle relaxes somewhat and smiles at Eliza.
Jirelle: Thanks, Eliza.
see note 1
Debitte knocks on the door of the Ferry Building enthusiastically.
Wise Snake jumps as the bell jangles wildly.
Wise Snake runs down the stairs thinking it must be a terrible emergency... either that or Alea is calling.
Debette looks up at the dirty windows blissfully.
Wise Snake opens the door.
Wise Snake: What the... oh, hello Debette.
Debette: Hello there - Boss. [smiles brightly]
Debette: I'm here to start!
Wise Snake: Oh... okay.
Wise Snake: Come in.
Debette enters - radiating sweetness and light (borrowed from Jirelle)
Wise Snake zlins Debette.
Wise Snake: Uh, do you have any supplies or anything you have to bring in?
Wise Snake looks around, sees/zlins nothing.
Debette looks startled. "Oh no! I thought you would have everything here!"
Wise Snake sighs.
Wise Snake: All right.
Wise Snake closes and relocks the door.
Debette looks around blissfully.
Debette: You know the windows need washing all over?
Wise Snake: Don't worry about any of that right now.
Wise Snake: The windows are going to be boarded up from the inside to protect them during the renovation.
Wise Snake: The whole building is going to be completely uncleanable until the restoration is nearly complete.
Wise Snake starts up the stairs.
Wise Snake: Now, you'll be starting on the three bedrooms we use most frequently.
Wise Snake: I think you'll find that more than enough work at first.
Wise Snake thinks of Nick's penchant for using every available cup and glass before resorting to washing them, and sighs.
Debette follows Snake up the stairs looking in awe at the banister.
Debette runs her finger along the carvings and smiles at the resulting clean streak.
Wise Snake leads Debette to the 3rd floor.
Wise Snake: Okay, the three rooms you will be cleaning are these three doors here. This one here is Rapol's... he's asleep right now, so you won't be able to go in there.
Debette: Okay.
Wise Snake: But these other two, you can do now. Let me get Sky to get you whatever you require.
Wise Snake goes to her office.
Wise Snake: This is my office... I'm sorry, it will be off limits for now.
Debette follows "Sky?"
Wise Snake sticks her head in.
Wise Snake: Sky... the cleaning lady is here. Can you get her whatever she needs? Thanks.
Wise Snake looks at Debette.
Wise Snake: Sky is the accountant here. He has also been taking care of details such as who requires what.
Wise Snake: Now, if you'll excuse me? I was in the middle of something.
Debette looks at Sky and blushes.
Debette: Yes, of course.
Debette: Hello, Sky.
Sky is a Gen male, amazingly short for a man, with a scraggly beard that looks as if it would like to be long and wizardly.
Sky is wearing bifocals and his hands wash each other nervously.
Sky: Ah... hello. You're the new maid?
Sky peers at Debette.
Debette wonders if Sky recognises her "out of context" as it were.
Debette is relieved when the answer seems to be "no".
Debette: Yes. Just part time at the moment.
Sky thinks something seems awfully familiar about the woman, then figures she must have come by to interview earlier, or something.
Sky opens the door to Nick's room.
Sky: Here is one of the rooms... whew! It does need a cleaning.
Debette looks through and pokes a face.
Debette: I'll say!
Debette: Looks like I'd better get started then. I'll need a bucket and some rags at the very least!
Sky surveys the gloomy gray disaster area of scattered clothes, dishes and detritus, all under a layer of dust.
Sky: Well, I can get you a bucket, some rags, and some hot or cold water.
Debette: What about soap?
Sky: I'll see what I have. Nobody told me anybody would be coming, so I was caught, er, unprepared.
Sky: It may take a few days to get Farris-safe detergents and cleansers here.
Sky: In the meantime, I'd imagine plain water would be better than nothing. [peers around the room again in some amazement]
Debette cautiously steps into the dim room and opens the curtains.
Sky: And we have hand soap if you'd like give that a go.
Debette: Sure. That would be better then nothing.
Debette starts picking up clothing and forming a pile to see if she can find the floor.
Sky goes and hunts through various piles until he finds two buckets, various rags, and some soap.
Sky fills the buckets and brings back everything to Debette.
Debette bundles them all up together and picks up the pile. She is now a pile of dirty clothes with legs.
Sky blinks startled as a section of Nick's dirty laundry stands up and begins walking.
Sky shakes his head with a sigh... he'd warned Nick that would happen one day.
Debette: Where is the bathroom? I'll wash this lot in there.
Sky: Oh... there isn't a bathroom per se, as the plumbing has not been turned on yet.
Sky: Er, that is to say,
Debette drops the clothes.
Debette: There isn't a bathroom?
Sky: I'll show you the room... there's only cold water, and you shouldn't um....
Debette looks at Sky in amazement.
Sky cringes.
Sky: Well, the building is still under reconstruction....
Debette: Where do you errr ummm....
Sky: Oh. There's a portable, um, down on the first floor....
Debette: I see.
Debette looks at Sky, blushes and looks away.
Sky: Would you like me to show you? It's kind of out of the way.
Debette: [sighs] Well then.... no, that's okay, just show me where I can get water.
Sky: Okay.
Debette: I'll leave the clothing for the moment and just get the rest as clean as possible.
Sky leads her to a tiled restroom which was obviously meant for office workers.
Sky: This left-hand sink is the one with the water on.
Sky: Always let it run for several minutes before getting some out for drinking.
Debette: That's fine then. Thank you.
Sky nods.
Debette stands very close behind him.
Sky: Let me know if you... er... need... anything else....
Sky finds himself responding to her nearness, much to his embarrassment.
Debette: Oh... yes... I will.
Sky blushes, remembering the disaster when he walked in on Alea.
Debette meets his eyes.
Sky becomes intensely aware of her physical presence.
Sky stammers, his eyes struggling up to meet hers.
Sky: I... er... oh, dear.
Debette breaths hard.
Debette: Well, I should get started then.
Sky realizes Debette will be able to zlin his reaction and is twice as embarrassed.
Sky: Oh! Uh... right.
Sky: I'm terribly sorry. Er....
Debette voice is husky with desire.
Sky's voice has gone up an octave in nervous... and other... tension.
Debette leans forward slightly with half shut eyes.
Sky finds his eyes riveted to the part of Debette which is directly at eye level for him. Both parts of Debette which are directly at eye level for him.
Sky: ohhuhhhh... [half grunt, half moan]
Debette zlins that Sky finds her desirable - which is hardly surprising, really.
Debette suddenly realises what she is doing and jumps back.
Debette: Oh no! I'm so dreadfully sorry!
Sky starts to fall face-first into her bosom and stumbles wildly when she jumps back.
Sky: What... what... oh!!
Debette turns and flees out of the room, back to Nick's room and the dirt.
Debette starts cleaning frantically.
Sky stands there flustered.
Sky: Oh, my. Oh, dear. I'd better get back to work.
Sky hurries back to the office.
Sky pauses when he realizes he had better not go in there in his current, er, state of mind.
Debette is in the middle of a cloud of dust, augmenting wildly and somewhat frantically.
Sky sneaks back down the hallway and hides out in the restroom.
Sky dashes cold water on his face, hoping that will help.
Sky: [all it does is makes him more vividly aware that he is a living animal, with five senses]
Sky: I'm a married man! [tells himself in the mirror, scrubbing his hands nervously.]
Sky: Whoops!
Sky watches in dismay as his wedding ring slips off and goes down the drain.
Sky: Oh no!!
Sky scrabbles for it, too late.
Sky sighs in dejection and turns the spigot until the forceful stream of water has dribbled to nothing.
Debette throws anything that isn't floor, carpet or furniture onto the bed and starts rubbing at all flat surfaces.
Wise Snake decides to check up on the new employee.
Debette is soon covered in a thin layer of grime.
Wise Snake exits the office and, seeing Nick's room is open, enters cautiously.
Wise Snake: Hello...?
Debette arms move like windmills.
Wise Snake is taken aback by Debette's state.
Debette comes to a sudden stop.
Debette: Yes?
Debette: Everything okay?
Debette: I mean, there isn't anything wrong, is there?
Wise Snake zlins Debette.
Wise Snake: I was going to ask you the same thing.
Debette: ~~ frantic, frustrated, POST ~~
Wise Snake: ...oh.
Debette: Yes yes, I'm fine, doing well.
Wise Snake: Um... you don't have to clean this now. If you'd rather... your other job....?
Debette indicates the pile on the bed and the nice clean tops of furniture.
Debette: No no. It's fine, fine. I'll just keep going if you don't mind.
Wise Snake can't fathom why Debette would have thought of coming to the Ferry Building so soon after transfer.
Wise Snake: If that's what you think is right.
Wise Snake's tone makes it clear she thinks it's a dubious plan.
Wise Snake returns to her office.
Debette is shocked to realise that Snake thinks her other job would satisfy any personal needs she might have. Surely Snake would realise that it is as much like a channel's transfer with a renSime.
Wise Snake is surprised that Debette does not seem to be aware that raging sexual frustration isn't anything a person would normally want to be projecting while working as a maid.
Wise Snake wonders where Sky is, briefly, then loses her mind in her work once again.
Notes:
1) Some time passes between these two scenes. [return]