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 Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 8:39 am
environment: very hot weather. dry, so the sun pierces skin and leaves it feeling parched. the aircon in the reception desk is not working either, and the elevator is being renovated. SO. Stairs! XD
status: Beth is prancing around in appropriate clothes and keeps sucking on ice to keep herself cool. Wait... has she stacked dry ice around her desk? It seems so.
Shy: is taking it quite well. He seems happy enough.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 12:08 pm
Tempers on a hot day are normally quite short, and this particularly warm day yielded no exception to the rule. Kayce, disliking the hot and dry, had been loathe to leave the air-conditioned house for any reason whatsoever. In fact, she had nearly thrown her first temper tantrum ever at the thought of venturing out into such an unforgiving environment. In the end, though, Amyla had put her foot down, and the fae had given in, sullenly following her mother out.
Actually, Amyla had resorted to a bit of bribery as well. She had brought Caleb along, the infant dragon-boy half-asleep on her shoulder. Kayce adored her little brother, and all of the affection she could have given to each other family member was bestowed singly on him. Well, the fae did show some affection towards Amyla as well, but not nearly as much as she gave to the little boy.
Amyla hated the heat as well. She would much rather have stayed where it was cool, but she knew that Kayce needed this medical evaluation. She had even taken the day off of work in order to get it done, though she seemed to have picked a very lousy day for it.
Therefore, it was a quietly exasperated Amyla and thoroughly sullen Kayce that arrived at the facility, Caleb still muttering baby nonsense against his mother's shoulder. Upon spying Beth's familiar face, Amyla had to smile, despite the sweltering heat. "Back again, though I think the weather was better the last time I visited."
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 12:31 pm
The self fanning was done with some amount of exaggeration-- but not too much. Sighing, the woman rubbed her body over the cool respite given by marble counters.
"You think Shy would bring in some portable aircons? No. He thinks it makes the place look unprofessional." rubbing her brows, she peeked over with some interest at the little girl. "You've got a cute one, Amyla." she stated, smiling.
Too much she wasn't in the mood to oogle children.
"Lift is bust too, sorry. But I told Shy to stay on the first floor-- it's not too far, and he should be there." Should, because the man hated any form of exercise. "I'll let him know you're coming."
She smirked.
Maybe work would get Shy to tone down a bit too. Who knew hot weather could get a man so hyper?
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 12:43 pm
"I think comfort is a bit more important than professionalism on a day like this," Amyla replied, more than a little warm herself. She had to smile at Beth's comment, shifting Caleb's weight on her hip. "Thank you, Beth. I think she is quite good-looking too."
Kayce tried not to look too revolted. Cute? Cute was for babies, like the sleepy Caleb. Cute was not for dignified young girls. Still, she managed a polite nod and half-smile for the woman, though the smile looked a bit strained. "I'm Kayce."
Amyla breathed a quiet sigh of relief. No fireworks from the fae-girl yet. That was good. "All right. Amyla versus Shy, round two... coming right up." She glanced about, not much remembering her way around from last time. "Errr... would you mind pointing me in the proper direction? I'm afraid I don't remember the layout of this place."
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 12:57 pm
Beth smirked. Reaching for a sheer version of the lab coat, she shrugged it over cut off shorts and a tank top, getting up. "Let me go with you... I think it's about time I stepped out of this hell hole." grimacing, she nodded her head.
It was a short trip, to the right, and to a pair of intricate stairs. "They belonged to the old house, before Shy... renovated." she smirked again. "He's vain enough that he kept them for their grandeur."
Which said something about the man. "First door to the left, and me... I'm going to go downstairs and see if I can bribe the technitions."
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 1:10 pm
Amyla grinned. "Thanks. I'm a bit directionally-challenged," she added, following the woman through the hall. "I don't blame you for not wanting to sit around. Is there a basement here? That might be cooler than up here." She was just grateful she was pregnant during the fall and winter and not during this heat wave. She wouldn't have survived long.
Kayce trailed along behind Amyla, looking rather disgruntled about having to be present. She would have loved to stay at home, in the air-conditioning, working on her reading a bit more. The trip would have been much easier were Caleb awake to play with, but the infant boy had long-since gone into dreamland and was showing no signs of looking to stir soon. Darn. She could have used the distraction.
Amyla had to chuckle as they went to the stairs. "A man? Vain?! Impossible! I remember his taste in decor from last time, and these seem to fit right in," she remarked, grinning from ear to ear. "Thanks, Beth. Good luck!" she said whole-heartedly, knowing very well how it was to be stuck in an overheated building all day. Gesturing with her free hand to Kayce, she made her way to the first door on the left, raising a hand to knock on it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 1:16 pm
Shy stopped from where he had been trying to add more syrup to his iced tea. It seemed his drink had reached the limit, really. Any more and it would taste like syrup, and not like tea at all.
Pity.
"The door is open." he called out.
The room was large, rounded. Similar to his office really, except it resembled an old Japanese styled room, tatami floors, areas for people to take their shoes off, and a little table with deep cushions scattered around the edges. The view was pretty-- and somehow, the heat was more bearable. Fans worked, circling lazily like vultures waiting for the first victim.
And Shy was sitting in the middle of it all, carefully stirring syrup into the pitcher of almost frozen tea.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 1:22 pm
Upon hearing the familiar voice call out, Amyla pushed the door open, Kayce close on her heels. She probably should have been surprised by the design of the room, but after the stairs and the Victorian room, she just wasn't shocked. "Hello, Shy. Enjoying your drink?" she asked with a faint smile, eyeing the pitcher he was stirring.
For her part, Kayce made no move to go past the doorway. The architecture was strange, the man was weird, and this place had far too many walls. Hadn't they ever heard of windows or rooms that could be open to the outside? The lure of the heat relief eventually overcame wariness, and the fae took one step into the room before stopping, not at all inclined to come closer.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 1:24 pm
Shy smiled. "Amyla!" he said, getting up in a smooth motioned, he motioned for them to come in. "Please. Leave your shoes at the edge, and make yourself comfortable. It's more comfy than it looks." he assured them.
Distantly, something caused the windchime to sing. But there was no wind?
"And you must be a new arrival?" Shy leaned down. He watched her, green eyes assessing as he smiled. "Beautiful." he murmured.
Sometimes he amazed himself, really.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 1:33 pm
Anything was more comfortable than standing upright in the heat, so Amyla wasted no time in leaving her shoes near the doorway and making her way toward the cushions. She had barely taken two steps before a sharp n** on the ear told her that her infant was awake and looking for entertainment. Perfect.
Kayce barely noticed her brother awakening, but her sharp ears did pick up the distant windchime. She blinked once and then copied her mother's movements, leaving her shoes near the door and moving slowly toward the strange man. At his question, she nodded once, her respect for him going up a notch as he appropriately fed her tiny streak of vanity. Yes, 'beautiful' was a great deal better than 'cute.' This man, she could possibly tolerate. "I'm Kayce. You're the one in charge here," she said, not as a question but as a simple statement. The decrease in temperature improved her temperament a great deal.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 1:56 pm
The little baby made enough movement that Shy tried to think of a way that the child might be entertained... later. His eyes were arrested by the new fae, one of many really.
One of so many.
"I am." he said solemnly, moving back to his own cushion. "Iced tea?" he asked them both. "It's slightly on the sweet side."
Slightly. The man could speak.
"My name is Shy, Kayce. I lead the 030 project. Do you know why you are here today?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 2:06 pm
Amyla settled on her own cushion, handing Caleb his teething ring. She was correct in assuming he would be occupied; he commenced gnawing without hesitation, thereby sparing her ear anymore bites. "No, thank you. I'm fine," she replied to Shy's question, watching Kayce's reaction carefully. It wouldn't do for the young fae to be afraid, after all.
Luckily, Kayce wasn't the least bit fearful. "No, thank you. I don't like too much sugar," she said calmly, wrinkling up her nose just a bit. She took a seat on the cushion next to her mother, watching Shy very closely. "Mum said I was here for... something like a check-up. You want to see how I'm doing." Actually, she had expected something more like a doctor's visit, like the one her sibling had had not too long before. But, if he didn't want to look in her mouth and bang her knee with a hammer, that was perfectly fine by her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 2:25 pm
"Would you like something else, perhaps?" there was a tea set somewhere. Hmm. Maybe when the tutors arrived, they would be able to sort this out.
"Yes Kayce, that's exactly it. And more. You see, today you'll meet two very important people. They will be your tutors until you become an adult. They will be the ones to run your tests, help you through any fae related trouble and teach you when you develop your powers." he beamed. Oh, this was going to be fantastic, really.
"You'll be able to come to me, of course. But your fae should be here... soon." Shy frowned. This was the first time the Seelie fae would be involved as tutors... and he was a little bit apprehensive.
"Do you have any questions, before they arrive?" he gestured to Amyla.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 2:33 pm
Amyla shook her head. No, she wasn't very thirsty. Actually, she was just starting to get a bit nervous. In fact, she got more than a bit nervous when Shy brought up powers. Oh no.... powers?! She didn't remember that being mentioned before.
Kayce, on the other hand, actually looked interested. No, she looked excited. Tutors, powers, lessons... yes, this did sound intriguing. "What sort of troubles do fae have? And what sort of powers?" she asked curiously, not knowing much about her own kind except for what Amyla had been able to tell her. Actually, she really hadn't cared before. Now she was interested.
Surprised that Kayce was taking the initiative, Amyla gave Shy a faint smile and a shrug. Let the fae ask the questions; this was her future they were talking about. She had a question or two, but that could wait for a time when Kayce wasn't in the room.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 2:43 pm
Shy smiled, delighted that this girl could speak. Some were so sulky and quiet, or took such an aggressive attitude that Shy was too scared to get comfortable in his own skin.
"Anything, everything. No two fae have the same power, but it can get really similar. You have the basic elementals, contralling wind and earth, you have those who control memories, time. We have two healers, one for midwivery, the other for more general aspects." he stopped to smile. "It's quite diverse, really. The fae at the 030 appear stronger then that of the courts. There are twenty of you now, twenty fae raised and reared the way you are being reared." he shrugged. "And your gift? It all depends on yourself."
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