Diablotin 3 session 55

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Session date: June 25, 2017

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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

Genevriel asks Sylvise about the Claars

• Genevriel has invited Sylvise and Jerard over to her and Madds' flat for tea one weekend afternoon.
• Sylvise will gladly come and drag her husband along.
• Sylvise is happy to get a chance to see what you've done with the place :)
• Genevriel spent the day tidying (not that there's much tidying to do, between two people with rigid military training on tidiness) and baking.
• Sylvise admires the place and particularly your balcony garden :)
• Genevriel is proud of her little garden and waxes about the plants growing there for a bit.

<Sylvise> You've really done a lovely job - your mother and father would be so proud :)

• Genevriel ducks her head and tries not to process mixed feelings of sadness and happiness.

<Genevriel> These are the olive shoots we brought back from Psyra... I lost a couple, but these seem to be doing all right.

• Sylvise nods

<Sylvise> will you have to bring them in during the winter?

• Genevriel nods, smiling slightly.

<Genevriel> Madds hasn't fully thought through what it will mean in the winter in coming years.

<Genevriel> We might have to push through branches to find the chesterfield.

<Sylvise> Well, perhaps by the time they get larger, you'll have a house with a yard, and can build a greenhouse for them :)

• Genevriel shrugs, having learned that the future is completely unpredictable.

<Genevriel> More likely I'll have to donate them to the Menagerie.

<Sylvise> Or maybe there's a place for them at your new workplace - how is that going?

<Genevriel> It's going all right, thanks for asking.

<Genevriel> I seem to be performing acceptably so far.

<Sylvise> Oh I'm sure you're more than acceptable :)

• Genevriel shrugs, not interested in speculating on how valuable or useless an employee she is. ^-^

<Genevriel> We had a visit from Mme Claar this week.

<Genevriel> Inspecting her... ah... investment, I suppose.

<Sylvise> Oh really?

• Genevriel nods.

<Genevriel> I guess she knew my parents; they were all at the Castalia at the same time.

<Genevriel> Did you know her, too?

<Sylvise> Suzetta Claar? Well, yes, I knew her. Of course she's a little younger, but she started at the Castalia very young - I don't know if it was her gifts or her father's money, but she was certainly bright.

• Sylvise says with a little... reservation, perhaps?

<Genevriel> What was she like back then?

• Genevriel hopes Sylvise might provide some insight into the reservation she is detecting...

<Sylvise> Very keen, clever, always eager, the first with the answer when the professor would ask a question...

<Sylvise> I had the impression she had been quite sheltered, but that would make sense, as wealthy as her family was. She didn't make friends very easily.

• Genevriel nods, listening.

<Sylvise> And she was an only child, too - university was her first chance to really interact with other people her own age, I think.

<Genevriel> Noble kids don't get to play with other noble kids?

• Genevriel asks wryly.

<Sylvise> Well... I think they lived out in the countryside, and didn't come into the city often. And her father was... well, is, I suppose, he's still alive... quite reclusive.

<Genevriel> Oh - any rumours why?

<Sylvise> Well, as I heard it, his wife died when their daughter was born, and he never really recovered from her loss. But that's just the kind of thing people say... you know, I think he wasn't especially sociable even before that.

<Sylvise> He was a scholar too, supposedly - very brilliant, very eccentric. But I never met him of course. That was just what I heard, and with a daughter like her, it wouldn't surprise me.

• Genevriel nods.

<Genevriel> What are their research interests, do you know?

• Genevriel knows what Suzetta Claar's into, or thinks she does, but what does the rest of the world know? And what gets Claar Sr. excited?

<Sylvise> Well, I seem to recall she took a lot of classes in the sciences - chemistry, biology, botany of course - alongside her studies in sorcery. Not a lot of people do both, so that was quite remarkable at the time.

• Genevriel nods

<Sylvise> I really have no idea what her father's interests were.

<Genevriel> I wonder if he ever published anything?

<Genevriel> I could look into it, I suppose.

<Genevriel> Well, Madds is probably running short on ways to entertain Oncle Jerard; should we rejoin the gentlemen?

<Sylvise> Oh, yes - we shouldn't keep them waiting :)

• Sylvise will head inside to join the men for tea
• Genevriel stands up and follows her in