Sime~Gen Roleplaying: Householding Naros Scenario
Episode #118: Sweet Distraction (2/18/99)
Anmyn signals at Riyyh's door.
Riyyh: Come in.
Anmyn pokes her head through the door.
Anmyn: I'm not interrupting, am I?
Riyyh: No, of course not.
Riyyh puts aside The Son of the Revision of the Budget Part II.
Riyyh: What can I do for you?
Anmyn looks at the stack.
Anmyn: Oh, dear, are you still working on the budget?
Riyyh: I'm afraid so.
Riyyh has been juggling dozens of complaints and trying to find solutions for them all.
Anmyn: ~~ sympathy ~~
Riyyh: Well, it is much better than it was two weeks ago.
Riyyh is ~~thankful~~ for the sympathy anyway.
Anmyn: I'm glad of that, at least.
Anmyn: Naros requires your efforts on so many fronts, just now.
Anmyn blushes as she realizes that what she just said could be construed as criticism.
Anmyn: Not that what you're doing isn't important.
Riyyh smiles reassuringly at Anmyn.
Anmyn: It's just that there are so many other things that, well....
Riyyh: Of course.
Anmyn stops before she puts her foot in it even worse.
Riyyh: Is something worrying you, Anmyn?
Anmyn: It's just... just....
Riyyh: ~~caring/attentive~~
Anmyn starts sniffling delicately.
Riyyh: Oh, dear. Come here, precious.
Riyyh holds out his arms to her.
Riyyh: What is the matter?
Anmyn throws herself in Riyyh's arms.
Riyyh: There, there. ~~sympathy/support~~
Riyyh of course has no idea what is upsetting Anmyn so.
Anmyn: Oh, I know I'm supposed to be your heir, and that means I should know what to say, but they are always asking me questions, and I just don't know.
Riyyh: Well, you'll learn eventually, Anmyn. After all, you've learned so much already.
Riyyh: ~~kindness~~
Riyyh thinks Anmyn is far less handicapped in the area of gossip than some of the other newcomers.
Anmyn: But what do I tell all the ladies when they demand to know when you'll be eating in the cafeteria?
Anmyn: They're all terribly jealous of Vissera, you know.
Riyyh: My dear, I am sure that is not the only reason they want to know.
Riyyh: [for one thing, he had only slept with Vissera the one time]
Anmyn: They don't mind if you want her, of course, but they think she should have to face the usual dining hall competition.
Riyyh: Pardon me?
Anmyn: They don't think it's fair that she should be able to bring you meals here, where they don't have such a good excuse to come.
Riyyh: Ah....
Riyyh thinks the difficulty with coming to the cafeteria is that Vissera brings him food long before he is ever actually hungry, and brings enough to last until dinner time.
Riyyh: Then they shall simply have to visit me in my office. [smiles]
Riyyh is glad the solution, and indeed the problem, are so pleasant.
Anmyn: But then you'd never get the budget done!
Riyyh: Darling, one never finishes budgets.
Riyyh: Especially in situations like this.
Riyyh makes a mental note to spend more time with various ladies to avoid showing any undue favoritism.
Riyyh would not want to hurt anybody's feelings, after all.
Anmyn: And there was an Establishment detected this morning--you did hear about it, didn't you?
Riyyh: Yes, of course.
Anmyn: Vissera was asking me whether you planned to come to lunch, or whether she should hold the party until dinner, and I didn't know what to tell her.
Riyyh: Parties that aren't work holidays always happen after dinner. [kindly]
Anmyn: Oh.
Anmyn: Vissera said she could do a cake, but there don't seem to be many decorations around for some reason.
Riyyh: She must not have remembered to talk to the metal shop.
Riyyh: ~disappointed~
Riyyh: Well, it can be decorated with flowers and fruit if necessary.
Riyyh: As for the room decorations, I have spoken to Olis about creating some permanent decorations which can be reused without too much offense. Ask him how it is coming, would you for me?
Anmyn: Of course, Sectuib.
Anmyn is ~~ flattered ~~ to be entrusted with such an important task.
Anmyn's face falls.
Anmyn: There's one other thing....
Riyyh listens attentively.
Anmyn really, really regrets having to be the bearer of less-than-joyful news.
Riyyh: What is it, Anmyn? [gently]
Anmyn: It's Turros. Mikka's his oldest great-granddaughter, you know, or she would be if, well....
Anmyn's delicate sensibilities cringe at the prospect of mentioning the House's genetic difficulties.
Riyyh nods patiently.
Anmyn: He's taking it really hard, Sectuib. That she's an adult Gen, I mean.
Riyyh had heard that.
Riyyh: Have you spoken to him about it?
Anmyn: I tried, but he just looked right through me.
Anmyn: I'm not even sure he knew I was there.
Anmyn: ~~ upset ~~
Riyyh: I see.
Riyyh: Thank you for telling me this, Anmyn.
Riyyh doesn't think he is the best person to be approaching Turros to try to comfort him at this point, but he will see that somebody does.
Anmyn: Oh, I do hope that you can help him.
Riyyh: I will do my best. ~sincerely~
Anmyn withdraws just a bit.
Anmyn: Oh, dear. Here I've been going on and on, telling you things you already know, when you've got so much else to do.
Riyyh: If you are upset, I wish to comfort you. No amount of paperwork will ever mean more to me than that. ~~reassurance~~
Riyyh: And I do want you to tell me things. It doesn't matter if I've already heard part of it, you may know something the others didn't.
Anmyn: About hearing things....
Anmyn: Did you ever hear anything more from that acquaintance of yours?
Riyyh: Which one?
Anmyn: The one from Bender Cove.
Riyyh receives dozens of pieces of correspondence a day, many of whose authors would be considered "acquaintances" by Riyyh, but perhaps something a good deal different by themselves.
Riyyh: Hajene Darrel.
Riyyh: No, Anmyn, the post is far too slow at this time of year to have heard back so soon.
Anmyn: Oh.
Anmyn: Well, I should probably get back to Vissera.
Riyyh: Vissera?
Anmyn: Yes. To let her know that the party will be after dinner.
Riyyh: Oh, yes. Of course. [smiles]
Riyyh is glad to see Anmyn actually making a gossip point or two.
Anmyn: [confidentially] I think she asked me about it because I'm new, too.
Riyyh: That was probably a wise choice.
Riyyh: You are also kind, and gentle, and approachable. [smiles fondly]
Anmyn: I do like her.
Anmyn blushes.
Riyyh finds one of Anmyn's hands and squeezes it.
Riyyh: She is a special person.
Riyyh: And so are you.
Anmyn squeezes Riyyh's hand, then runs out the door.