Sime~Gen Roleplaying: Householding Naros Scenario
Episode #86: The Channel is Inn (12/21/98)
Riyyh signals at Barrin and Aughress' room door.
Riyyh has obtained permission for a brief 5 minute absence.
Barrin stirs.
Riyyh: [as opposed to the "long" type of 5 minute absence, which Prunida apparently frowns upon]
Aughress goes over to the door.
Aughress: About time!! Oh, you're not the maid.
Barrin: I think there's someone at the door, Aughress.
Aughress: I can see that, dear.
Aughress: [to Barrin]
Barrin: Who is it?
Riyyh: Hello, I was wondering if it would be possible to examine Barrin to make sure he is doing all right?
Amia slowly cleans up the kitchen.
Barrin struggles to sit up.
Aughress: It's that channel guy. [yells over her shoulder, as if they were on opposite floors of a large house]
Aughress: You in or should I tell him to piss off?
Barrin: I'm really feeling much better today...
Barrin: But let him in, by all means.
Aughress turns back to Riyyh.
Aughress: He's fine.
Aughress looks Riyyh up and down.
Aughress: But you can, ummm, come in if you want.
Riyyh of course had heard all of that.
Riyyh smiles.
Riyyh: Thank you.
Amia: [talking to herself] As soon as Father comes back, I'm going to tell him I don't want to stay here. I can't deal with this alone. ~~upset~~
Barrin's fever is down, and his occasional coughs have more to do with an abused and tender throat than congested lungs.
Riyyh enters the room cautiously.
Riyyh zlins Barrin and is pleased with the progress.
Riyyh checks Barrin for any alcoholic or caffeine influence.
Barrin has managed to get his hands on some coffee, but was unable to pry any more whiskey out of Amia.
Barrin: I don't suppose you could persuade that inn girl to find another bottle of that whiskey, could you?
Barrin: Strictly for medicinal purposes, of course.
Riyyh: Probably, but I don't think that would be a very good idea. [admits]
Riyyh: Your body requires rest, and the alcohol just puts stress on it.
Riyyh's other reasons for why that wouldn't be a very good idea don't have anything to do with Barrin.
Barrin: Nonsense. It helps me sleep.
Amia's heart is not in the work, so only half the demolished kitchen is cleaned.
Aughress: Rest! That's for sissies!
Aughress: My Barrin is all man.
Aughress slaps Barrin on the back.
Barrin: Ooof!
Barrin coughs three times as some congestion is dislodged by the thwack.
Aughress blinks calmly as the gack is hacked.
Amia curls herself up on the common room settee, her knees up, held in position by her arms. Just thinking.
Barrin: Oh, my.
Barrin: I don't suppose you have anything good for a tender throat, do you?
Barrin looks hopefully at Riyyh.
Riyyh: Of course.
Riyyh goes over to Barrin.
Riyyh had never known whiskey to be good for a tender throat, although of course he may be a bit more sensitive to such things than the average person, and will readily admit as much.
Barrin moves over a bit to give Riyyh room to sit down.
Aughress: Hmmph!
Aughress leaves to go question the girl herself.
Riyyh sits down near Barrin and reaches out to touch the afflicted connective appendage.
Riyyh projects a healing field.
Barrin's eyes cross as he tries to follow what Riyyh is doing.
Barrin: I say, that feels very... relaxing.
Aughress pokes around until she discovers the doorway to the kitchen, then goes in.
Aughress stops when she views the mess.
Aughress: Mama mia!
Aughress's opinion of the Inn goes down a few notches.
Aughress leaves the kitchen and goes to look for Amia.
Aughress locates her in the common room.
Amia is lost in thought and doesn't hear anyone come into the room.
Aughress: Excuse me.
Aughress taps her foot.
Amia looks up.
Barrin reaches up to run a curious finger over Riyyh's tentacles.
Amia: What can I get for you?
Riyyh is surprised for a moment, then relaxes and smiles at Barron.
Riyyh: That feels pretty good too.
Barrin: Really?
Aughress: Could I get another bottle of that whiskey? The Baron of The Lakes is thirsty.
Barrin: They always told us not to touch them.
Riyyh: It's OK with a channel.
Barrin is happy to break that rule, thus encouraged.
Barrin: They're so soft.
Amia: No. There is no more.
Riyyh removes his hand from Barrin's neck and gently takes Barrin's hand, twining the tentacles around his wrist.
Amia: Amia is not about to give them any more whiskey after last night.
Aughress: I don't believe you!
Aughress: [stoutly]
Aughress pretty much does everything stoutly, actually; it's a genetic condition.
Barrin: You know, at the Sime Centers, things are always so rushed....
Amia: ~~truth~~ There is no more, and if there were, I wouldn't give you any.
Barrin: There's never any time to... get acquainted.
Aughress: There was a half a bottle left! [indignantly]
Aughress: What'd you do, drink it yourself, you lazy girl?
Riyyh smiles, intrigued.
Amia: It's gone now. Go back to your room. ~~uncaring~~
Barrin traces the tentacle sheathes on Riyyh's arm with his free hand.
Riyyh requires very little encouragement in the matter of becoming more acquainted.
Riyyh shudders as delightful sensations run all through him.
Riyyh: You have a... natural talent.
Riyyh: Very... sensuous hands.
Aughress: How rude!!
Barrin has a talent for many things, few of them acceptable in the circles to which he aspires.
Amia: I'm sorry. But I just can't care for everyone alone.
Aughress: Alone?
Aughress: What, there's nobody else here?
Barrin: I never thought of it that way. To me, it's tentacles which are sensuous. Gen arms seem... plain.
Amia: My father went into town with the cook.
Riyyh: Oh, no. Gen arms are, they're....
Amia: He's not back yet. ~~concern~~
Riyyh finds it easiest to take the arms and demonstrate, running his tentacles down them smoothly, expertly.
Aughress: Isn't that just like men!
Aughress snorts.
Aughress: No wonder your kitchen is a wreck.
Aughress: One minute they're your best friend, the next you've got a boatload of housekeeping, a broken heart, and a baby on the way.
Aughress: [dramatically]
Barrin looks down at their joined arms.
Barrin: ...Hairy?
Amia: One of the other guests trashed it when I made her upset ~~truth~~
Riyyh allows his fingers and tentacles to move over Barrin's arms, demonstrating just how sensuous the forearms can be for a Gen.
Aughress: ...oh.
Aughress: What a jerk. You want I should bounce her for you?
Barrin: Ummmm.
Amia: Don't bother.
Barrin: ~~ pleasure ~~
Aughress shrugs.
Riyyh rides on Barrin's pleasure, wearing a dreamy smile.
Amia chuckles at her. "I doubt you could harm her enough anyway."
Barrin: I've never had a Sime touch me like that before.
Barrin: They were all... businesslike.
Barrin: I can see what I was missing now.
Riyyh: Mmm....
Riyyh leans forward to make what would be a 5th contact if there were any lateral contact already, and if his lips were harder.
Aughress: I do enjoy a challenge. ~dubiously~ But as you wish.
Aughress: Well, since you can't serve me, do you mind if I go rustle up some breakfast for my man?
Barrin lets his hands close gently around Riyyh's arms.
Amia: Actually I'd love to see her "get hers."
Barrin finds his own lips aren't particularly hard.
Aughress perks up.
Amia doesn't dare tell her she'd love to see Prunida pounded into dust.
Riyyh's tentacles and fingers continue to massage Barrin's arms, as his lips trace a wandering path from the lips, down the jawline, to the throat.
Riyyh has always enjoyed taking donations.
Barrin feels the last of the soreness leave his throat.
Barrin: That's better than whiskey.
Barrin is a bit ~~ surprised ~~, since in his previous view, only coffee came close.
Aughress: Well maybe I should just take a stroll about and see if she's in, then, hey?
Amia smiles "Your choice."
Aughress is no professional bouncer, but she has puttered about with it on an amateur level and is always eager to try out a new playing-field.
Amia: ~~urge to kill Prunida~~
Aughress sees the look in Amia's eyes and grins.
Aughress: See you later, then.
Amia nods.
Aughress turns and cruises in the direction of the rooms, figuring the horrible woman must be holed up in one of those.
Aughress of course doesn't know who in the world this person is yet, so she'll have to confront every female she sees until she finds her.
Riyyh: Would you like me to take your donation, since we're here? [whispers in Barrin's ear]
Prunida notes that Riyyh is far over his permitted five minutes, and goes in search of him.
Riyyh: Or would you prefer to keep all... business... separate from more interesting pursuits?
Barrin: Ummm, yes, yes....
Riyyh, pleased, moves his hands down and allows his laterals to extend.
Barrin ~~ enjoys ~~ the tingling sensation.
Riyyh's mouth searches for, and finds, a more or less standard 5th contact point, although it has a bit of trouble finding it at first.
Riyyh: ~pleasure~
Riyyh of course has completely forgotten his deadline in favor of living in the moment.
Aughress: Hey you!!! [spots Prunida in front of her and Barrin's door]
Prunida sees a woman in the hall.
Aughress is an enormous woman wearing a turban with ostrich feathers, and a sequined robe.
Aughress: Are you the grease ball that's abusing the help around here?
Aughress: I have a bone to pick with you!
Prunida: Ah! Is that miserable channel of mine still playing with your man?
Aughress pauses.
Aughress: What!!
Aughress: You better watch your mouth.
Prunida: He was just "going to look in on his patient", but it's been nearly fifteen minutes now.
Prunida: That usually means he's up to no good.
Riyyh draws selyn, slowly, sensuously, using every trick in his repertoire to try to allow Barrin sensation without pain.
Riyyh rarely gets a chance to practice on an uninitiated Gen.
Barrin is ~~ lost in sensation ~~
Aughress: No good?
Aughress has been thrown for a loop by the shift in subject.
Prunida thinks she zlins something peculiar through the door.
Aughress: What do you mean no good? ~alarmed/aggressive~
Prunida: They wouldn't. Would they?
Aughress: Wouldn't what!?
Aughress marches toward the door.
Prunida: What do you think?
Aughress: I don't know what to think, you ninny, you haven't said what you're talking about yet!!
Aughress whips the door open.
Aughress: ~shock~
Aughress slams the door shut.
Prunida's eyes widen as the sensuous ambient washes over her.
Prunida: They were!
Aughress turns and blocks the door with her back.
Aughress: OK, why didn't you warn me, you pervert?
Prunida: That... rabbit!
Aughress: You let me walk right in there....
Prunida: I did!
Aughress still doesn't know if this is the lady Amia wants 86'd or not.
Prunida: I told you he was up to no good!
Aughress: It looked pretty good to me!
Prunida: Though I admit, I didn't think he would... would....
Aughress: Would what?
Aughress: Cheat on you?
Aughress: Listen lady, all men are alike.
Aughress: It never fails.
Aughress: One minute you're the love of their life...
Prunida had actually suspected that it was Aughress that Riyyh was after.
Prunida: Yes, but Riyyh is moreso.
Aughress: And the next, you're stuck with a dirty kitchen, a broken heart, and a baby on the way. Just ask Amia!
Prunida: And the next, you find out that they've fathered half of the Householding.
Prunida: Amia's got a baby on the way?
Aughress: Anyway... what?! Fathered half the Householding? [confused]
Prunida hadn't zlinned such a thing, but she wasn't exactly trying to, either.
Aughress: Don't tell me it was the same guy??
Prunida: The same guy as what?
Prunida is now the one who's confused.
Aughress: Never mind.
Aughress: Are you the one as messed up her kitchen?
Amia hears the commotion and heads towards it.
Barrin thinks he hears some noise in the hall, but can't bring himself to worry about it just now.
Amia stops just before the crowd in the hall, but says nothing ~~worried~~
Riyyh draws the donation to a close, and withdraws his laterals, but certainly doesn't withdraw his mouth and hands.
Prunida: Mess up the kitchen? I'm more likely to mess up his face. I told him five minutes, and no fooling around.
Aughress: You touch my husband and you die!
Prunida: It's my Riyyh who's touching your husband, the little rabbit.
Amia steps into the fray ~~annoyed~~
Aughress: I could see that.
Prunida: Are we going to let them get away with this?
Aughress stops as Amia steps in.
Aughress: She is trying to stop my husband from fornicating with the man of his choice. [stoutly]
Aughress pauses as she realizes what she just said.
Amia: ~~embarrassed~~
Aughress's face scrunches up in confusion.
Aughress: Wait a minute.
Aughress: Am I supposed to be jealous?
Prunida thinks about it a moment.
Prunida: I'm not sure.
Prunida: I mean, the etiquette is a bit clearer for me; Riyyh has never pretended that he doesn't go after anything that moves.
Amia: I don't know ~~honesty~~
Prunida: And we're not married.
Aughress decides to set that aside for the moment and settle a more clear-cut problem.
Aughress: Is this the woman who trashed your kitchen?
Amia nods.
Aughress is relieved by the clarification.
Aughress: Oh.
Aughress turns to Prunida and sizes her up.
Prunida looks back.
Aughress: OK... your husband is feeling up my husband and you trashed my friend's kitchen. You've had it, sister!
Aughress takes a wild roundhouse swing.
Aughress learned how to fight primarily by watching drunken bar fights.
Prunida ducks under the blow..
Aughress continues on in a big circle.
Amia steps away from them.
Aughress: Whoa oa oa oa oa!!!
Prunida tries to figure out why this woman is attacking her.
Prunida: Save it for them!
Prunida opens the door and shoves Aughress through.
Aughress: Yeeeeoow!
Aughress flies in, not exactly under her own power and guidance.
Barrin is too distracted to notice the arrival of his "wife".
Riyyh is not quite so lost in sensation that he would fail to notice a large, screaming, rapidly rotating Gen plunging toward him.
Riyyh has, after all, encountered similar situations and suffered various physical injuries as a result - recently.
Riyyh: ~~startled~~
Barrin: Don't stop.
Riyyh: Oh... all right.
Prunida follows Aughress in, glaring at Riyyh.
Riyyh returns to his task as Aughress falls over them and falls entirely behind the couch.
Aughress: [crash]
Aughress: What the... ow!
Amia stands at the door in silence and looks stricken.
Prunida: Riyyh, what are you doing!
Riyyh's head comes up again, this time in panic.
Riyyh jumps up guiltily.
Barrin: What's the matter?
Riyyh: Oh dear... I'm late, aren't I?
Barrin is slightly disoriented at finding a whole lot of other people in the room, who weren't there when he stopped paying attention.
Prunida: Late doesn't begin to describe it.
Prunida: ~~ stern ~~
Aughress climbs over the bed, grabbing for purchase.
Riyyh belatedly pulls a few disarranged and/or partially removed pieces of clothing into place.
Barrin: I've never has so much fun donating before.
Amia wishes she was anywhere else but here.
Aughress: You just donated? [pauses as she's halfway done climbing over Barrin]
Barrin: Yes, and it was fantastic! You can't imagine!
Amia heads to her own rooms, since there is nothing she can do. ~~distraught~~
Riyyh creeps over to Prunida, trying to appear harmless and contrite.
Aughress: Rrreeeally.
Barrin: You should try it!
Aughress looks over at Riyyh speculatively.
Barrin: He's not dull, like in the Sime Centers.
Amia: [slams door to her rooms]
Prunida looks at Aughress, alarmed.
Prunida: No. If you want to "donate", find another channel.
Riyyh: ~~disappointed~~
Riyyh quickly covers it.
Prunida looks at Riyyh.
Amia sits in front of the window and looks out into the courtyard.
Prunida: You want to take the donation that badly?
Riyyh: Well, I,
Riyyh: I don't have to. [offers generously]
Riyyh would suffer entran to make Prunida happy, if anything could make Prunida happy.
Prunida never can resist Riyyh in an accommodating mood.
Prunida: Oh, go ahead if you must.
Prunida walks over to sit on one of the chairs, to make sure that he stops at the donation.
Amia sighs wishing her father was back home. ~~despair~~
Aughress jumps off the bed and goes over to fetch Riyyh. [physically]
Riyyh: ~~surprise~~
Prunida zlins a bit curiously; as a renSime, she doesn't have many chances to zlin donations.
Aughress plops down on the bed, lets go of Riyyh's arm, and holds out her own.
Aughress: ~~here I am~~
Prunida sometimes wonders what she's missing, and Nick and her daughter were useless as far as finding out goes.
Riyyh massages his wrist briefly.
Riyyh: ~ow~
Aughress bounces her arms a little bit in case he hadn't noticed them.
Aughress: ~~here here~~
Riyyh: You're so impatient.
Riyyh has to admit he likes that, a little.
Riyyh smiles.
Prunida thinks that this Gen eagerness is an interesting contrast to the need she feels when she goes to the channel--less urgent.
Riyyh reaches out and touches Aughress' hands, then slides his hands up her forearms, the tentacles finding each sensitivity of the Gen arms along the way.
Aughress's hair stands up.
Aughress: Sheeeooo!! Honey child, you weren't kidding!
Aughress: [to Barrin]
Barrin: Would I deceive you, pet?
Riyyh, sensing that Aughress requires a more direct approach than Barrin, pulls her forward and takes a 5th contact.
Aughress moans as the Sime's body brushes against hers and their lips make contact.
Prunida hadn't considered the sensual possibilities of ronaplin on Gen arms.
Aughress has never been one for subtle transitions.
Riyyh never seems to be short of ronaplin.
Riyyh draws deeply, firmly, masterfully.
Aughress feels a rapid sinking sensation, a draining, a draining, a heightening of tension, a quivering, ending suddenly in one deep, resounding, sweet pang of pleasure that echoes through her afterward.
Prunida zlins deeply.
Riyyh really thinks he should do more donations. Granted, the juncts take up most of his work allowance, but maybe he could persuade Tictoc to give him one or two now and then.
Riyyh: ~pleasure~
Prunida is ~~ envious ~~ that the Gens get the pleasure without having to suffer through need.
Riyyh releases Aughress, allowing his laterals to slip off her skin in a lingering, teasing fashion.
Aughress remains poised for a moment, eyes closed, and then sighs.
Prunida is feeling quite... invigorated... by the vicarious experience.
Aughress stands up and grabs Riyyh up, sweeping him into a dip.
Aughress plants a large French kiss.
Aughress: ~~lust~~
Prunida is carried away on Aughress's lust, and moves automatically towards Riyyh.
Barrin: My pet!
Barrin goes over and puts an arm on Aughress's.
Barrin is distracted from his intended criticism by the feel of ronaplin on Aughress's arm.
Barrin: Umm....
Aughress has an enormous lung capacity so is not required to breathe for some moments as she expresses her deep and undying thanks.
Barrin runs his finger up and down it.
Barrin moves his finger to Aughress's neck, delighted to discover that the ronaplin moves, too.
Riyyh struggles briefly, then decides to join it rather than fight it.
Barrin leans forward to kiss Aughress.
Aughress: Mmm.
Prunida puts her arms around Riyyh from behind, and surreptitiously reaches to stroke Aughress's arms with her tentacles.
Aughress feels the tingling sensations return and kisses with renewed vigor.
Barrin keeps massaging Aughress's ronaplin-smeared neck with one hand, while reaching to finger Riyyh's tentacles with his other.
Riyyh's ~~bliss~~ knows no bounds, as all strife appears to have been abandoned in the favor of good, clean fun.
Prunida has never gotten around to taking a Gen lover (she thought they'd lack the stamina she requires) and is now starting to wonder what she's been missing all these years.
Aughress's own hands leave Riyyh's back and begin to explore Prunida's arms.
Prunida: Oh!
Prunida has never had a Gen play with her tentacles before.
Riyyh takes advantage of the moment of distraction to free himself of the kiss and slide downward between them.
Riyyh leaves his one hand in Barrin's grasp, of course.
Barrin's fingers play with the handling tentacles, then wipe stray ronaplin from below a lateral sheathe.
Riyyh nearly swoons at the sensation.
Riyyh grips Aughress' legs for support.
Prunida takes advantage of the partial removal of Riyyh to reach out and caress Aughress's and Barrin's faces with her tentacles.
Aughress takes one of Prunida's arms, leaving the other one for Barrin.
Barrin lets go of Riyyh's hand in favor of Prunida's, smearing ronaplin all over it.
Riyyh, finding himself left to his own devices amongst a forest of legs, occupies himself by disrobing people's lower halves.
Riyyh: ~cheerful~
Prunida is put in an increasingly cheerful mood, swept up by Riyyh's nager magnifying the Gens'.
Prunida wonders if this is why some of her friends swear by Gen lovers; the nageric advantages make up for the lack of stamina.
Prunida nudges the Gens towards the bed.
Riyyh follows, drinking in the waves of nageric pleasure.
Barrin feels the bed hit the back of his bare knees and wonders vaguely where his pants went.
Barrin is not Nick, however, and so doesn't obsess on the subject.
Barrin sits down instead.
Barrin finds himself at a convenient height to do interesting things to the ladies.
Riyyh curls up on the bed and loses himself in hypoconsciousness.
Barrin is very glad that neither available candidate appears to be a lady.
Prunida is still recently enough past transfer to be eager for this experiment.
see note 1
Amia has finally returned to the kitchen to finish cleaning the mess Prunida made the night before, and is lost in her work.
Riyyh emerges into the common room, looking rumpled and endearing.
Riyyh has left Prunida and the two friendly Gens asleep in the Gens' room.
Riyyh plans to head back to his room and clean up, but first will pick up some tea in the kitchen.
Riyyh: [that Riyyh is going to do it in that order shows just how mellow he is at the moment]
Riyyh walks into the kitchen.
Amia is clearing the counters and putting things back in the cabinets. Is unaware Riyyh is there.
Riyyh stops and studies Amia, zlinning her without disturbing her.
Amia: ~~upset, determined~~
Amia: [to herself] That's what I'm got to do.
Riyyh immediately feels concerned for Amia.
Riyyh has always been a little bit scared of determined people, but she is upset too, so he feels compelled to approach her.
Riyyh: Amia? [softly]
Riyyh comes nearer.
Amia: Huh?
Amia's not sure what she heard.
Riyyh smiles at her, timidly.
Riyyh: Are you all right?
Amia sighs.
Amia: I wish I was anywhere else but here.
Riyyh: ~sympathy~
Riyyh: I'm sorry.
Amia turns to look at him.
Amia: I don't know what to do. ~~confused~~
Riyyh goes over to her and takes her hand.
Riyyh: I wish I could help.
Riyyh: May I?
Riyyh: If there is a way?
Riyyh looks into her eyes, sincerely.
Amia: I've got to stay here until my father comes back. [smiles at him and allows the touch]
Riyyh: Here... in the kitchen?
Amia shakes her head "No. But then what? I have no skills. No place to go."
Riyyh realises she's talking about something a bit more drastic than leaving this room.
Riyyh: You wish to leave your father? The Inn?
Riyyh: Forever?
Riyyh takes her other hand as well and stares searchingly into her eyes.
Amia: I can't stand the inn anymore. But....
Amia doesn't really want to leave her father.
Riyyh zlins her answer.
Riyyh: Have you spoken to him about this? [gently]
Amia: He hasn't been here. I've just gotten too fed up with this place. When he comes back, I will.
Amia: He's not going to want me to go. He'll be so upset. ~ trying to become calm~~
Riyyh reaches up to stroke her hair, trying to soothe her.
Riyyh: We haven't made it easier, have we? I'm sorry.
Amia: Not your fault ~~resigned~~
Amia is glad someone actually cares at this point.
Riyyh: Perhaps your father will be able to help you decide what to do.
Riyyh: [encouragingly]
Amia shakes her head.
Amia: No. I've decided ~~calm and firm~~
Amia: I just don't know where to go, or what I can do.
Riyyh zlins that she is decided, and nods sadly.
Amia smiles.
Riyyh: Sometimes I forget that this is the way of the world outside.
Riyyh returns the smile, a bit apologetically.
Riyyh: But of course, you are grown, you must make a life of your own. It is only natural.
Riyyh: At Naros people stay at home forever.
Amia: But I don't know where to begin or what to do.
Amia just looks at him.
Riyyh: Oh, Amia. It is hard. [confesses]
Riyyh: But you will learn.
Riyyh: You do have some skills, after all you were able to help here.
Amia nods.
Riyyh: Perhaps one day if you find something that interests you more, you could learn another skill as well.
Amia: I guess I have a lot to learn.
Riyyh: So does everybody, at your age.
Riyyh: Perhaps you could become an apprentice.
Riyyh: Or marry and have children...
Riyyh: The entire world is open to you.
Amia listens.
Riyyh smiles, trying to encourage her to see it as an opportunity.
Riyyh does feel distressed when people are down.
Amia smiles "I guess there are a lot of possibilities" ~~happier~~
Riyyh: And you are a charming and intelligent woman, with a great deal of capacity for learning.
Amia: ~~embarrassed~~
Riyyh grins slightly, pleased by her shyness.
Riyyh: You are.
Riyyh squeezes her hand.
Amia: Thank you for talking with me ~~sincere~~
Riyyh: It was my pleasure.
Riyyh: I do wish you luck.
Amia smiles.
Riyyh: May I take some of this tea with me?
Riyyh indicates the pot on the stove, hopefully.
Amia: Of course, but I can make you a fresh pot. That one's been sitting for some time.
Riyyh: Oh... thank you. ~gratefully~
Amia: My pleasure ~~caring~~
Riyyh smiles a sweet smile as he zlins.
Amia brushes past him to make the tea.
Notes:
1) Some time, possibly hours, passes between these two scenes. [return]