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<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> 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? | * Sylvise says with a little... reservation, perhaps? | ||
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<Genevriel> What was she like back then? | <Genevriel> What was she like back then? |
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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
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