Diablotin 3 session 55

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Summary

Session

Session date: June 25, 2017
Diablotin date:

Prologue

Sylvise tries to rekindle the flame between Dorien and Nedezde... in Misery's presence

<DiablotinNarrator> Dorien, you're over at your parents' house for some reason... maybe dinner, free food is always good ;)

<Dorien> (nom nom nom)

<Dorien> (Just me?)

<DiablotinNarrator> (Misery can be there if you'd like :)

<Dorien> (Would they have invited her?)

<DiablotinNarrator> (yes)

<Dorien> (Sylvise probably would at least )

<Dorien> (Ok :) )

<DiablotinNarrator> (yup your mom would say she's welcome to come :)

  • Sylvise will make small talk about how things are going lately, the weather, whatever ;)
  • Dorien will talk to them about how business is going.

<Sylvise> That sounds wonderful, dear :) We're so proud of you.

<Dorien> Well, it's a start :)

<Dorien> I couldn't have done it without Misery's help.

  • Dorien squeezes her hand
  • Misery smiles and squeezes back

<Sylvise> Oh, do you know who I saw yesterday when I was at the library?

<Dorien> Who?

<Sylvise> That nice elven girl you used to see - Nedezde? Am I pronouncing that right?

  • Dorien chokes slightly on wine.
  • Misery gives you a look

<Dorien> Nedezde is here?

<Dorien> In Diablotin?

<Sylvise> Well it seems like it! She was at the Castalia library yesterday checking out some books. I said hello, but I'm not sure if she remembered who I was.

<Dorien> Wow... um... I haven't seen her since I was 16.

<Sylvise> Oh, well, once I told her I was Dorien's mother, she remembered you :)

<Dorien> Oh... so you... talked to her?

<Sylvise> A little, yes.

<Dorien> Did she say what brought her back here?

<Sylvise> I presume her studies - she said she was taking some courses at the Castalia. You know, she hardly has an accent, you can barely notice it at all!

<Dorien> -_-

<Dorien> She grew up here, mother...

<Sylvise> Oh, well, yes, I know that, but she's been off in foreign parts for so long I thought she might have forgotten her Aveyronnais. But apparently not!

<Misery> So this is an old girlfriend of yours?

  • Misery asks with a slight smirk
  • Dorien glances at his dad a bit sheepishly.

<Dorien> Yes. Although certain parties on both sides didn't exactly approve of it.

<Jerard> I wouldn't have thought her father would allow her to come back here, after all that.

<Dorien> She's older than me, father. I'm sure she can make her own decisions.

<Jerard> Well, don't they have all sorts of strict rules about obeying your elders and so on? You know - I can understand where they're coming from...

<Dorien> She was never the most ardent adherent to that rule, if I recall.

<Dorien> Besides, I'm sure her being here has nothing to do with me.

<Sylvise> Perhaps her father's changed his mind about the dangers of a human city. She wasn't with a chaperone or anything like that.

<Dorien> Well, Diablotin's not the safest place in the world, but I'm sure she can take care of herself. Especially at the Castalia.

<Sylvise> Well in any case, she said she was staying at the Mirableu, that's quite a nice hotel - I don't know if that means she's only staying here for a short while, or if she's just got the money to stay there indefinitely.

<Dorien> Huh... well, her father was an ambassador. I'm sure she can afford it.

<Dorien> Did she... say anything else?

<Sylvise> Oh, well, she asked if you were doing well, and I told her about your new business.

  • Dorien nods.

<Dorien> Did she happen to mention what she was here to study?

<Sylvise> No, but her books were mostly about interplanar things? all very abstract and philosophical, you know.

<Dorien> ...huh...

<Sylvise> I thought she was an alchemist, so it seemed like a bit of a switch. But you know, elves live so long, maybe they need to study a lot of different things so they don't get bored.

<Misery> <m>...we do get bored easily...

  • Misery says under her breath

<Dorien> Yeah, she was a better alchemist than me. Which - before you say it, Mis - I guess isn't saying a lot, but still.

  • Misery chuckles

<Dorien> She always did have kind of a fascination with more abstract stuff.

<Dorien> Well, thanks for letting me know, mother. Saves me the shock if I run into her somewhere.

<Sylvise> I'm sure she'd be delighted to see you again. I mean, they don't get very emotional, elves, but you could tell.

<Dorien> Mother...

<Dorien> That's not...

<Dorien> Never mind.

<Dorien> Wait... you could tell what?

<Sylvise> Could tell that she wanted to see you, of course. I don't mean to say she's still carrying a torch after all these years - although with elves, maybe it seems shorter? - but just that she was interested in how you were doing.

<Dorien> Gods, Mother...

<Misery> I don't know, maybe we should pay her a visit, Dorien :)

  • Dorien looks at Misery.

<Dorien> o.O

  • Misery says in a mischievous voice that you can tell she's putting on particularly to fuck with your mother ;p

<Dorien> Well... ummm... hey, so... is there coffee?

<Jerard> YES.

  • Jerard will promptly get that :p

<Sylvise> Oh well that would be nice, I'm sure you'd get along - you know, she's a lot like you, Misery - well not a *lot* like you, but ...

  • Sylvise will get distracted with serving dessert and mercifully drop this subject

<Dorien> <w> oh for fuck's sake...

<Dorien> <w to Misery> I am SO sorry...

<Misery> <w> don't be, now I want to meet this girl

<Dorien> <w> ...really?

  • Misery eyes you

<Dorien> Oh.

<Misery> <w> if she's come here to study planar stuff, that might be ... relevant to your interests.

<Dorien> <w> Possibly. I'm sure it's probably a coincidence.

<Misery> <w> pft you didn't think I was going to offer you a threesome with your ex before I even meet her, did you? ;)

<Dorien> <w> ...no?

<Misery> <w> I do have some standards, amazingly ^-^

<Dorien> Well, you ARE dating me.

  • Misery laughs

<Dorien> <w> well, maybe we should look her up this weekend.

  • Misery nods