Sime~Gen Roleplaying: Householding Naros Scenario
Episode #119: Wayward Son (2/22/99)
Mytag drags himself inside and throws his bag up onto the reception desk.
Mytag: Where the shen is everyone?
Mytag heads for the kitchen and hot drinks.
Mytag looks like something the cat dragged in, after it had played with it, thrown it on the road, dropped it out of a tree and done other unsavory things with it.
Mytag goes into Wolfa's office looking for hot tea.
Wolfa jumps as the door opens, spilling everything off her desk.
Wolfa: Mytag!
Wolfa: Does Riyyh know you are here? You zlin dreadful! You're home! Why are you here? What's wrong?! Is anyone after you?
Wolfa looks around in a paranoid fashion.
Mytag: No, yes, yes, I hate it out there, ditto, nothing's wrong and no, I don't think so. Maybe yes....
Wolfa: Here, you poor love, sit down, I'll get Riyyh, no, I'll get you some tea... or shall I get Riyyh?
Wolfa freezes into inactivity.
Mytag: Wolfa? You all right?
Mytag: ~ concerned support ~
Wolfa: Hmmm, yes, I'm fine. Tell you what - I'll get Riyyh, you help yourself to tea, okay?
Wolfa rushes out before Mytag can say no.
Riyyh, who has heard several rumors of Mytag's return, flies out of his house as soon as decency and of course, proper grooming, will permit and rushes across the grounds.
Mytag sighs and goes over to pour some tea.
Wolfa trips over her feet twice before working them out and heads towards Riyyh's house.
Wolfa runs right past him.
Wolfa skids to a stop and spins around.
Colleen is strolling in a leisurely fashion toward the admin building to request supplies for the Genlan class.
Riyyh bounds up the steps to the admin building.
Wolfa: Sectuib! Riyyh!
Colleen is oblivious to her surroundings as usual.
Wolfa pelts back the way she came.
Riyyh turns suddenly at the shout.
Mytag makes himself comfortable on the lounge in Wolfa's office and gulps his tea.
Wolfa: Mytag... [panting] is in my office!
Riyyh: Oh... thank you, Wolfa.
Riyyh: ~~concern~~
Riyyh: Please, calm down.
Wolfa: Yes, yes, calm, centered, breathing.
Riyyh wouldn't want a repeat of the... well, of any of it, actually.
Colleen walks into the building looking for Wolfa.
Riyyh smiles.
Riyyh: I will go up and meet him directly.
Wolfa: I'm all right! Go to Mytag - I think something is wrong!
Riyyh winces as she shouts.
Riyyh turns and re-enters the building.
Wolfa wrings her hands together, wanting to give them space, but dying of curiosity.
Riyyh hurries up to Wolfa's office.
Mytag looks up from contemplating his cup.
Mytag has lost weight.
Riyyh is looking extremely healthy, if somewhat overworked and a bit tousled from just augmenting all the way from home.
Riyyh: Mytag!
Riyyh darts over to him.
Riyyh: You came back.
Mytag lets out a sigh of relief.
Riyyh's voice is filled with surprise and relief.
Mytag: Riyyh, I'm so glad to see you you wouldn't believe.
Mytag: It was even worse than last time. They are so short of First Order Donors, it's almost crisis point.
Riyyh pulls up a chair and sits near Mytag.
Colleen is standing in the hallway after seeing Riyyh buzz past, looking more confused than usual.
Riyyh zlins him for damage.
Riyyh: Were you well treated?
Riyyh: But you're back so early....
Mytag is practically burnt out, low field, and tired, but no real physical damage.
Colleen will sit and wait for Wolfa.
Mytag: I'm sorry. [shakes his head] I let Naros down dreadfully.
Wolfa heads slowly in, not knowing whether to go to her office or not.
Riyyh: It's all right. [sincerely] What's important is that you're back, and back safely.
Wolfa tiptoes down the hallway.
Riyyh smiles.
Colleen is sitting in a chair in the hallway.
Mytag: They had me with 4 different channels in 3 weeks, then giving transfer to a First I hadn't met even 5 minutes before he was due!
Colleen: Wolfa, I've been looking for you.
Riyyh: How frustrating for you.
Riyyh: ~~sympathy~~
Mytag: Then, working with 3 other channels, and in 28 days, another transfer with another First I'd never met before.
Mytag: 28 days!
Riyyh reaches out and takes one of Mytag's hands.
Riyyh: I am sorry.
Mytag says some choice words.
Riyyh winces slightly at the choice of words, but doesn't comment.
Mytag: I... I sort of left without saying.
Mytag: I left a note....
Wolfa goes through the roof.
Wolfa: ARRRGHGGHHHH!
Riyyh spins around, startled.
Colleen jumps back and out of her chair.
Riyyh: Excuse me, Mytag.
Colleen: ~~confused~~
Riyyh leaps out the door, hoping to avert whatever disaster may have befallen his assistant.
Wolfa collapses in a heap, leaps up and augments to her office, connecting with Riyyh as he comes out.
Wolfa: They are after me!
Riyyh: Oof!!
Mytag sighs.
Mytag: Good to be home....
Riyyh grabs onto Wolfa before she can get away.
Riyyh: ~~soothing~~
Colleen thinks Wolfa has been eating mushrooms.
Mytag goes over, trying to be as soothing as possible.
Riyyh: Wolfa, calm down.
Wolfa looks around madly.
Riyyh: Everything is all right. You're safe, here at Naros.
Riyyh: Did you take your pills today?
Wolfa: Oh oh, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was just startled!
Wolfa: Pills, pills....[searches in pockets] I have them somewhere.
Colleen thinks, 'make that a barrel of mushrooms'.
Wolfa: Yes, here they are. I took them from the infirmary... Oh shen!
Wolfa: I should have swallowed them, too, hey?
Mytag cocks one eyebrow; this isn't the Wolfa he knew before he left.
Wolfa swallows the pills.
Mytag: Is everything all right here?
Colleen thinks the inbreeding here might be downright dangerous.
Mytag: ~ supportive and Naros curious ~
Mytag spies the strange Gen hovering in the corridor.
Mytag gives Riyyh a nageric nudge to indicate the "stranger".
Riyyh: Perhaps you'd better go find Risha, Wolfa. [kindly]
Wolfa rubs her forehead.
Riyyh: She'll help you.
Wolfa: Yes, dear little Risha, so dependable.
Riyyh glances at Colleen.
Riyyh flicks a thanks at Mytag.
Wolfa turns to go.
Riyyh: Go on, I am sure she would love to see you.
Riyyh looks after Wolfa sadly.
Wolfa: Oh! Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to frighten you like that!
Wolfa heads off, wringing her hands together.
Riyyh pushes back his now-sweaty hair.
Riyyh: Oh dear.
Mytag makes a note to ask Riyyh what on earth happened to Wolfa, and why Hero isn't around, and who this lady is.
Riyyh: Colleen? I am terribly sorry about that.
Colleen watches Wolfa go..
Mytag thinks, OK, one down - the lady is "Colleen".
Colleen: About what? Don't Sime always scream and hit the ceiling?
Colleen: She's acting a bit odder than usual, or is it me?
Riyyh manages to hide his dismay.
Colleen looks up.
Riyyh: Please... would you like to have a seat? Perhaps in my office?
Colleen: I guess you can fix it with plaster. Sure I'll sit in your office.
Riyyh follows her glance.
Mytag: Maybe I should go wash up - unless you want my help? ~ hopeful ~
Colleen thinks this ragged Gen could use a class in survival.
Riyyh: Your choice, of course, Mytag. [kindly]
Colleen thinks, a whole semester's worth, as she passes the poor thing by.
Mytag is pulled between the desire for a bath and a rest, and the need to know which is bred into all Narosians.
Colleen will make some tea, enough for two in Riyyh's office.
Mytag: Well, who is your Companion? I could....
Mytag hums and hars, wanting to be asked to join them.
Riyyh: Rapol, he is asleep at the house.
Mytag squares his shoulders. "Then maybe I should stay with you for awhile."
Mytag: [wild horses and all that]
Riyyh: You would be welcome. [smiles]
Riyyh: Thank you.
Riyyh enters his office.
Mytag follows him.
Riyyh: Now then, would you like some... oh! How kind of you.
Colleen: Hello Riyyh, I put some tea on.
Riyyh: Thank you. [smiles]
Riyyh goes to his desk.
Colleen: You know us out-Territory Gens can't sit still.
Riyyh: Colleen, this is Mytag. He has recently returned to Naros from working for the Tecton for a few weeks.
Colleen: Hello, Mytag.
Riyyh: Mytag, Colleen is visiting us from Cago.
Mytag pricks his ears up.
Colleen extends her hand.
Mytag: You are a long way from home.
Mytag is disappointed that it doesn't contain a hot cup of tea, the last one was luke warm.
Mytag looks at the empty hand.
Riyyh doesn't feel it necessary to mention that Mytag ran screaming from the Tecton, or that Colleen is only here due to a horrendous mistake in navigation.
Mytag: Have you hurt your hand?
Mytag takes it and examines it.
Mytag: I can't see anything.. Riyyh, maybe you could zlin....
Colleen: Oh, sorry. [pulls hand back] It's a Gen greeting.
Mytag lets her hand slide out of his.
Mytag: Really? How odd.
Colleen: I guess I thought you were from out-Territory judging by how you looked.
Colleen thinks a lost tender foot from the city.
Mytag deduces from this that all out-Territory Gens look like they have just been through hell.
Mytag: I'm sorry about my appearance. I just got in. It was a long walk.
Mytag sits down.
Colleen: I take it you weren't living off the land.
Riyyh zlins the two of them, decides he'd better not get into the middle of this, and prudently goes to check the tea.
Mytag: I don't think it could be called "living". I barely made it as it was. They said the passes were closed and I'd have to wait... I didn't want to wait.
Mytag: ~ pretty damn tired ~
Colleen: How did you get through the snow?
Riyyh sees there is only 2 cup's worth of water heating, frowns, and adds more water.
Mytag: Walked. Slid. I know this area like the back of my hand.
Mytag examines his hands and notices a scrape he didn't know was there.
Mytag: Well, better then the back of my hand.
Riyyh returns to his desk.
Riyyh: Well, what can I do for you today, Colleen? I do hope I can assist you, Wolfa is... taking a short break.
Riyyh: ~~apologetic~~
Mytag thinks "yeah, from reality."
Colleen: Err.. Yes, I was just going to give her a list of supplies needed based on the number of people interested in the Genlan class.
Riyyh winces.
Riyyh: Oh, er... really?
Colleen hands a paper to Riyyh.
Colleen: It's just for some paper and pens.
Riyyh is considerably relieved when he sees that's all it is.
Mytag: Genlan classes?
Mytag: Why are we having classes in Genlan?
Riyyh: It's just to supplement the children's' normal Genlan education [explains]
Colleen: Yes. I thought I should teach a class in it, after hearing a sample from some younger house Naros members.
Riyyh: Colleen wanted something to do while she was here, and volunteered to take some of the load off Dennifa.
Riyyh is not fond of how Colleen badmouths Naros children's Genlan skills, but sees no profit in protesting.
Mytag doesn't see the need for outsiders to interfere, but keeps his mouth and nager shut.
Colleen: I'm a teacher by trade. A college professor, to be exact.
Colleen has a definite out-Territory accent.
Mytag can just see a whole generation of Narosian young sounding so thick you could cut them with knives.
Riyyh zlins them, winces internally, and gets up to check the tea once again.
Riyyh puts leaves in some cups.
Riyyh: Colleen, what tea would you like?
Colleen: I'm not picky.
Colleen: Trin is fine.
Riyyh blinks.
Mytag blinks too.
Riyyh: OK.
Riyyh: I mean, of course. [smiles]
Colleen: I mean just plain trin.
Riyyh isn't 100% sure what constitutes plain trin in Gen Territory, but suspects Naros doesn't produce it.
Riyyh settles for a fairly inoffensive stock blend and puts it in Colleen's cup.
Riyyh picks something nice for Mytag and himself and pours in the boiling water.
Riyyh: These pencils and paper should be in stock. Did you require them right away?
Colleen: I'll need them for tomorrow's class.
Riyyh: I will be sure to pass your note on to Wolfa, then. [smiles]
Colleen: I'd like to give the children some noun lists.
Riyyh hands Colleen and Mytag their tea.
Mytag: Thanks, Riyyh. ~grateful for something hot ~
Colleen: Thank you.
Mytag sips his tea.
Mytag: So, Colleen, what are you doing so far from home?
Riyyh seats himself.
Colleen: I'm part of an exchange program between colleges. There is a college in Gulf territory where my Aunt Maribel is a Department head. A Sime arrived in Cago to teach at Cago State. I was supposed to arrive in Gulf territory weeks ago.
Mytag: Gulf Territory? Didn't you say you were from Cago?
Mytag: ~ confused ~
Colleen: Yes, I am. Why so confused?
Riyyh studies his tea leaves.
Mytag: Isn't the Gulf country in the other direction?
Mytag mentally draws maps in his head.
Colleen: Well, yes. I was sold a bad map by a Sime with a warped sense of humor.
Colleen sips her tea.
Mytag: But surely you could see you were headed 180 degrees from where you wanted to go?
Colleen: No, it seemed like the right direction to me.
Mytag scratches his head.
Mytag: I had heard that Gen Territory Gens have a bad sense of direction, but I didn't realize....
Mytag realizes he may be being a bit rude.
Colleen laughs.
Mytag: I'm terribly sorry.
Colleen: Well, you can't do everything great. Navigation is my shortcoming.
Riyyh: She does, however, have remarkable wilderness survival skills.
Mytag: So you are stuck here until the passes clear?
Colleen: Yep, I did live off the land for about a month before I found the Household.
Mytag: In this weather?
Mytag: ~ amazed ~
Colleen: My Uncle Zeb, he's Aunt Maribel's husband. The grizzliest mountain Gen you ever met. Taught me everything I know when I spent summers with him and my Aunt.
Colleen: You could plop him in the middle of nowhere with just a knife and he'd thrive.
Mytag: So you have to go all the way back through where you came, and then some, to get to where you want to go.
Mytag: ~ thoughtful ~
Colleen: Do I?
Colleen looks at Riyyh.
Riyyh: She could take a southern route. [points out]
Colleen: Aunt Maribel will send an escort, I'm sure.
Mytag: Hmmm, or you could have an escort from here.
Mytag looks at Riyyh.
Riyyh: Of course.
Riyyh knows Colleen has already sent for her escorts, however.
Riyyh: If you wish.
Colleen sips tea thoughtfully.
Mytag: Passes won't be open for awhile - I'd be rested by then....
Colleen: I think they will be on their way as soon as they get the letter.
Colleen: ~~worried~~
Riyyh sighs unhappily to himself.
Riyyh thinks, Mytag is no sooner back for a half hour than he's already talking about leaving again.
Colleen: Do you need to go to Gulf Territory Mytag?
Mytag: No, but I've never been there. It would be nice to see places without being under the thumb of the Tecton.
Mytag: Did you send the letter before the passes were shut - or after?
Colleen: I'm not sure, Riyyh?
Riyyh: After. It will probably be another two weeks before word reaches your relatives. [kindly]
Colleen: The Tecton will be there soon. They will keep Simes and Gens apart. My Aunt and Uncle have no use for the Tecton.
Colleen is deep in thought.
Mytag: Well, if the mail is held up, couldn't we send another canceling out the first?
Mytag: Seems a pity to make people go in two directions.
Colleen: How can you cancel the mail??
Mytag: We could send a second letter saying "Don't worry about the first."
Colleen: I don't think that would work.
Riyyh: However, it would arrive two weeks after the first, since it has been that long since the other were sent.
Colleen: Trust me, they are coming.
Riyyh had gotten the impression, from Colleen, that her father and her aunt would both leave skid marks behind as they left home in pursuit of her.
Mytag: Oh.
Mytag drinks the rest of his tea.
Riyyh supposes that there is no reason Colleen couldn't leave on her own before they arrived, since the chances of them meeting on the road in any case would be rather slim, but thinks he'd better not get involved.
Riyyh can't really see himself enjoying being set upon by frantic relatives and having no answer as to where she might have gone.
Mytag: Well, if you folks would excuse me, I really should get cleaned up and get some food - not necessarily in that order.
Mytag: Was nice meeting you, Colleen, no doubt I'll see you again soon.
Riyyh looks at a loss as Mytag gets ready to leave.
Riyyh wishes the timing had been better so he'd had some time alone with Mytag, to ask how he's been and so forth.
Colleen: The pleasure was mine, Mytag.
Mytag nods to them both and leaves, being careful not to stagger too much.
Riyyh: ~let down~
Colleen: Something wrong?
Riyyh: Mytag is like a son to me.
Riyyh: Well, he is my son.
Riyyh: He's... been very unhappy lately, and I worry about him.
Colleen: Look, why don't you go have lunch with him then?
Colleen gets up.
Colleen: Go on, go have your talk.
Colleen opens the door to his office and waits for him to walk out.
Riyyh: Oh!
Riyyh sets down his cup.
Riyyh: If you think... well.
Riyyh: Thank you. ~apologetic~
Riyyh realizes he has been too distracted to give Colleen the attention she really deserves.
Riyyh makes a mental note to follow up on her later, when he has more... quality... time.
Colleen: Oh, by the way, I wanted to go on a little ride. Could I have my rifle back?
Riyyh: What... er... of course.
Riyyh: You shouldn't require it, of course, but....
Riyyh knows he has no right to hold onto her personal possessions outside of Naros proper.
Riyyh goes to retrieve it.
Colleen: You never know what could happen. I need to protect myself.
Colleen: ~~looks innocent~~
Riyyh: I sincerely doubt it. ~~sincere~~
Riyyh of course zlins nothing remotely like innocence, but nothing criminal either.
Riyyh sighs.
Colleen is very happy to get her rifle back.
Colleen: OK, see you later.
Colleen heads to the stable for her horse.
Eliza sees Colleen heading towards the stables where she is looking after Flossie.
Eliza waves.
Eliza: Hello! Colleen!
Colleen: Oh. Hi, Eliza.
Colleen is in a hurry.
Colleen: Can't talk right now. We'll talk when I get back.
Eliza: Going out? You might get lost, can I come with you?
Colleen: Errr. I'll be fine. I just need to ride for a bit. I hope you don't mind.
Eliza: ~ disappointed ~
Eliza: Oh, all right then.
Eliza watches forlornly as yet another person goes off without her.
Colleen: Oh, I'm sorry. Look, I'll bring you back something from town OK?
Colleen: You can't come, because it's a surprise.
Colleen will have to make a side trip into town before she can kill something and eat it.
Mytag washes down a large mouthful with yet another cup of trin.
Riyyh asks after Mytag's location and hears he was seen running toward the dining hall at great velocity.
Riyyh hurries in that direction.
Mytag finishes his second plate of soup, and starts in on the hotpot.
Riyyh enters the dining hall and scans for Mytag.
Mytag is ~here ~
Riyyh goes over there and sits down near him.
Mytag swallows and pauses between mouthfuls long enough to greet him.
Mytag: Colleen all fixed up?
Riyyh: I'm terribly sorry about all that.
Riyyh: Yes, I'll give Wolfa her request later.
Mytag: What's up with Wolfa? I've never seen her so... so.... What happened?
Riyyh: She's lost Hero, at least temporarily.
Riyyh: It had... quite an effect on her.
Mytag takes a bite out of some bread and almost chokes.
Mytag: Lost Hero! What happened? Is Hero okay?
Riyyh: We don't know. She left Naros with Prunida and has not been seen since. We have reason to believe they were in pursuit of Nick and Snake Farris. We traced them as far as the western pass, but....
Riyyh: Well, perhaps in the spring.
Mytag curses again.
Riyyh: It is a very unfortunate situation.
Mytag: That bloody Snake and her crew of misfits. I warned you!
Riyyh: Yes, I know, I wish I had listened to you. [sighs]
Riyyh: You were right.
Mytag angrily eats some pumpkin.
Riyyh tries not to zlin.
Mytag is always right - he is Gen.
Riyyh finds negative emotions so distressing.
Mytag: I wouldn't have expected Wolfa to be so - helpless - though.
Riyyh: Yes, and to tell you the truth, she has only had an attack as bad as the one you saw once before.
Riyyh: But she has been very... well, to be honest, she has had what amounts to a nervous breakdown.
Mytag nods and eats.
Mytag: I noticed.
Riyyh: She has been very stable, if unable to work much, but if she doesn't get her medication....
Mytag stops to rub a hand across his weary eyes.
Mytag: It's good to be back, anyway.
Riyyh: I'm glad you are back. Very glad.
Riyyh: When I returned and you were gone....
Mytag: Why? I heard you had a new Donor, a big name as far as Companions go - Tecton trained and everything.
Riyyh: I didn't have him when I first returned.
Riyyh: I didn't have anybody.
Riyyh: But... let us not dwell on that.
Mytag feels a little guilty, but squashes it.
Riyyh: I was alarmed at your sudden leaving, and worried about you.
Mytag: I needed space.
Riyyh: I knew you did not want to be my Companion, but I didn't know you would do that to avoid it. [softly]
Riyyh: You should have told me.
Riyyh: You didn't have to go to the Tecton, nobody should have to do that.
Mytag: Anyway - looks like I'm superfluous now.
Mytag: ~ agree! ~
Mytag eats and lets his nager do the talking.
Riyyh doesn't know what to say.
Mytag: So, tell me, where did you find this new Companion?
Mytag shoves some hothouse beans back into his mouth as they attempt to escape.
Riyyh: Prunida had dragged me to this, this little Inn. A road house, nothing special.
Riyyh: He was working as a cook there.
Riyyh's expression becomes compassionate.
Riyyh: He'd been through a lot. Something traumatic, we still don't know the details.
Mytag: A cook? This giant Donor I hear about is a cook?
Riyyh thinks Mytag must really be hungry.
Riyyh: Well, he was working as a cook.
Mytag shakes his head sadly.
Riyyh: But before that, he'd been Companion to, to another channel.
Mytag: OK, you fell for a cook.
Mytag: Who? Someone Tecton I assume, from what I've been told.
Riyyh: No, no, he's not Tecton at all.
Mytag: Well, that's one good thing.
Riyyh: He was working for Snake Farris.
Mytag stands up so quickly he almost knocks the table over.
Mytag: What!!!
Riyyh cringes.
Mytag rescues his dinner and sits down again.
Mytag: How on earth can you even think... after all the trouble.... don't you realize... oh, I give up.
Riyyh: Mytag... what was I to do?
Riyyh: I was miles and miles from Naros, in a blizzard, and even had I been at Naros my Donor was no longer there.
Riyyh: Rapol is a kind, gentle, generous man.
Riyyh: He has been no trouble at all since he arrived.
Riyyh desperately wants Mytag to be OK with this.
Mytag: Rapol? Rapol....
Mytag: Big guy bout yay tall, brown hair, sloppy and loud dresser?
Mytag momentarily forgets how sloppy he looks himself.
Riyyh: Mytag! [indignant] Rapol is very neat.
Riyyh unfortunately cannot defend Rapol's color sense.
Riyyh: But why, do you think you know him?
Riyyh wonders if they met in Bender Cove.
Mytag: Hmmmm, maybe I remember him.
Mytag: Think I might have seen him around sometimes.
Riyyh: He will be much changed, if so.
Mytag: How so?
Riyyh: It's unfortunate, but what became of him... well.
Mytag: Don't tell me that the Tecton got their mitts on him.
Riyyh: Evidently whoever Snake Farris was fleeing from managed to capture him.
Riyyh: The ones who burned her property.
Mytag: Oh?
Riyyh: And... he can't talk about what happened afterward.
Riyyh: But eventually he won free or they released him, and he has been wandering ever since.
Mytag finishes the hotpot and pushes the plate away.
Mytag: You like him? and he gives you no trouble?
Mytag: Sounds like it anyway.
Riyyh: He really is a very sweet man, and his nager... well, he is a very gentle soul.
Riyyh shies away from mentioning the nager, which he has been swooning himself silly over since day one.
Mytag: Well, I hope you are happy with him.
Mytag: ~ glum ~
Riyyh: Well, yes. I do like him a lot.
Riyyh zlins Mytag's glumness and is immediately sorry.
Riyyh: But Mytag....
Riyyh: I do wish I knew how to make you happy.
Riyyh: I thought you didn't want me.
Riyyh: ~distressed~
Mytag: I don't know what I want.
Mytag: ~ restless ~
Mytag: I certainly don't want anything more to do with the Tecton.
Riyyh nods.
Mytag: They treat you like machines.
Riyyh: Well of course, you will not be sent back there again. [promises]
Mytag: ~ guilt ~
Riyyh: Perhaps... [hesitates]
Mytag: I sort of up and left, Riyyh.
Riyyh studies Mytag.
Mytag: Perhaps?
Mytag: ~ questioning ~
Riyyh: I was only going to say, perhaps you'd like to get involved with one of our outreach programs? Perhaps more than one of them?
Riyyh: It would allow you to travel more.
Mytag: Perhaps.
Mytag: I'll think about it.
Mytag yawns.
Riyyh: Maybe you should stop in and see Tictoc before retiring?
Mytag: Nothing wrong with me that about 3 days sleep won't fix!
Riyyh sighs.
Riyyh: Then go get a good sleep. [smiles]
Mytag: I'll make sure I go down and visit her after I have a rest. Don't worry so much!
Riyyh knows Tictoc will harangue him for not making Mytag visit if Mytag doesn't, so hopes he does.
Riyyh: I'll try not to.
Mytag pushes all the plates to one side and stands up.
Mytag: I'm looking forward to meeting this Rapol of yours.
Riyyh: Well then you shall meet him as soon as you are both awake at the same time. [smiles]
Riyyh isn't saying that to be funny; he had left Rapol sleeping when he rushed to meet Mytag.
Mytag smiles back.
Mytag: Night, Dad.
Riyyh stares after Mytag.