Sime~Gen Roleplaying: Householding Naros Scenario
Episode #101: Certainly (1/16/99)
Riyyh paces in his office.
Rapol comes walking back from the Dining hall, munching on a hunk of bread.
Riyyh: ~~stressed out/upset~~
Rapol comes up the front steps of the Admin building.
Rapol is carrying a small bag.
Riyyh: Oh Rapol, where are you? ~~frets~~
Riyyh hopes he isn't putting too many demands on Rapol so early in his new Companion's career here.
Rapol comes to Riyyh's door and signals.
Riyyh flies to the door and opens it for him.
Riyyh: Rapol! ~~undisguised relief~~
Rapol smiles as he chews. ~~ pleased ~~
Rapol comes in.
Riyyh closes the door behind him and then follows him, clinging near to his field.
Riyyh: I'm so glad to see you. [confesses]
Rapol's nager surges a bit, ~~ happy ~~ to hear that.
Rapol puts the bag down on a corner of the desk and takes his coat off.
Riyyh gets in the way.
Rapol stops, ~~ inquiring ~~.
Riyyh realizes what he's doing.
Riyyh: Oh dear, I'm terribly sorry. Go ahead.
Riyyh steps back the requisite foot or so.
Rapol is ~~ puzzled ~~ as he hangs up his coat.
Rapol turns back to Riyyh and looks into his eyes. "Problem?"
Riyyh tries not to behave too anxious, which is sort of like a big white chicken trying not to appear too feathered.
Riyyh: It's Vissera. She came by and... I really don't know how to behave around her. [admits]
Riyyh: Maybe I don't have what it takes anymore.
Riyyh: Maybe I'm being too sensitive... or maybe I'm reading her completely wrong.
Riyyh: Oh dear.
Rapol reaches out to put his hands on Riyyh's shoulders. ~~ support ~~
Riyyh sighs, calming down considerably.
Rapol: What does she want?
Riyyh: Oh, Rapol, I have no idea.
Riyyh: I really don't.
Riyyh: She zlins as if she's lonely and homesick one moment, and then another, she zlins as if she wants me, and then the next, she zlins as if she is repelled....
Rapol: What do you want?
Riyyh: I do wish to make her happy. I really do.
Riyyh: It shouldn't be so difficult. It wasn't the first time....
Riyyh looks pleadingly at Rapol.
Rapol: Why you?
Rapol: Other friends at Naros.
Rapol: Other men at Naros.
Riyyh: I was there.
Riyyh: She... [helplessly] she walked right in on me, and there we both were.
Riyyh: I couldn't just... not respond to her pain, her loneliness.
Rapol feels ~~ guilty ~~ for not being there.
Rapol sighs.
Rapol: You can't do everything.
Riyyh: I feel like I... I failed her.
Riyyh: She came just now and it was even worse.
Riyyh: I couldn't tell what she wanted.
Rapol: Does she know?
Riyyh: I'm not sure.
Riyyh: She... it seemed to change.
Riyyh: She zlinned of one thing, and then another. Her words didn't seem to make any sense, and I dared not touch her again for fear of doing something that was against her will.
Riyyh seems genuinely bewildered.
Rapol: Then how can you be expected to keep up?
Riyyh: But I've never had this problem before!
Riyyh actually seems a bit terrified by that last.
Rapol: What problem? Do you mean you....
Riyyh: I couldn't make her happy.
Riyyh looks into Rapol's eyes, trying to make him understand.
Rapol: "Happy" is hard. Not like transfer or healing.
Riyyh: But that's what people come to me for, to straighten them out, to guide them, to help them, to heal them.
Riyyh: I failed her.
Rapol stares back into Riyyh's eyes.
Rapol: You can't fail if she wouldn't tell you what to try.
Riyyh sighs inwardly.
Riyyh: That is kind of you to say, Rapol.
Riyyh: I appreciate it.
Rapol: Certainly.
Riyyh manages a smile.
Rapol tickles Riyyh.
Riyyh jumps, surprised, and laughs.
Riyyh: Rapol!
Riyyh hadn't realized Rapol had a humorous side.
Rapol grins.
Rapol sweeps his arm in an all encompassing gesture. "Household. Lots of people."
Rapol: "Someone for her."
Riyyh: Yes, but....
Riyyh can't really describe why it bothered him so much.
Riyyh: Yes, I had planned on suggesting her to some of my older sons.
Riyyh: I had just wished... well.
Riyyh realizes he's going to depress Rapol if he keeps going on like this, and tries to appear more cheerful.
Rapol gives Riyyh ~~ compassionate ~~ support.
Rapol: We all care for you here.
Rapol doesn't raise the issue of how many respect Riyyh, however.
Riyyh looks up at Rapol, weakened by the heartwarming support and unable to zlin the qualification.
Riyyh: Thank you, Rapol.
Riyyh: ~sincere~
Rapol glances over at the bag he brought in. "Hungry?"
Riyyh: Oh... thank you, Rapol, yes.
Riyyh is actually fibbing, but he always does everything his Companions want, at least in the area of self-care.
Rapol opens the bag, which contains some oatmeal cookies.
Riyyh takes one of the cookies.
Rapol takes another and looks around for tea.
Riyyh: Allow me.
Riyyh hurries to pour them each a cup.
Riyyh: I'm sorry, I've just been in such a dither.
Riyyh brings one of the cups over to Rapol and keeps the other.
Riyyh: I do appreciate all the support you've given me. I've tried not to be a burden, but it is so difficult sometimes.
Rapol: Thanks.
Riyyh is aware that he tends to forget about the not being a burden bit during his worse moments.
Riyyh is aware on a subconscious level that he is fishing for protestations to the contrary from Rapol.
Riyyh is not paying attention to that part of his brain at the moment.
Rapol snorts.
Rapol: Nonsense.
Rapol: Burden? ~~ absurd ~~
Rapol thinks that Riyyh has never even dragged him all over a freezing town in the middle of the night.
Riyyh smiles gratefully.
Riyyh: You are so kind.
Riyyh sits down on the couch, offering Rapol a seat beside him.
Riyyh: And your own requirements, are they being met?
Rapol sits down next to Riyyh and takes a bite.
Rapol: Certainly.
Rapol: Very happy here.
Riyyh: I'm glad.
Riyyh appears very glad.
Rapol is mostly defining requirements in negative terms the last year or so. Not having bad things happen to him.
Rapol smiles as he sips his tea.
Riyyh places a gentle, if rather possessive, hand on Rapol's forearm.
Rapol brightens his nager around the contact.