071314MaenamRilset

"Oh, Maenam," RilSet callS out, catching Sight of her. "Might I SPeak with you for a moment?"

 Maenam doesn't look up from her obviously frustrated sketching, a pile of crumpled papers strewn about around her. "What?" she says either without any emotion or with every emotion. Could go either way at this point.

 RilSet SitS himSelf beSide her, not Picking uP on her very obviouS diStreSS. "I waS thinking that, Since we have finally defeated the creature Jack, we might hold a Party of Some kind," he exPlainS haPPily. "A way to celebrate our victory. But I don't know much about Such eventS, and thought you might have more exPerience with them."

 Maenam's brow furrows as she scratches out a design on the page she is working on. "Party... right..." she says without looking upwards.

 RilSet lookS around quite obviouSly. "I belive that Some of our alien comPanionS are quite diStreSSed by the loSS of one of their number," he SayS in a low voice. "ThiS might aid in diStracting them."

 Maenam rips the page off of her sketchbook and tosses it aside. "Distract from what now?" she asks as she begins to draw another torso.

 RilSet grimaceS at the waSte of PaPer, but PreServeS. "The death of Sami'S mateSPrite. It SeemS to have hit her very hard. AS we will being Sharing thiS SPace with them for Some time, it might be Prudent to form good relationS early." He ShrugS. "Killing them at thiS Point could be very difficult."

 Maenam looks over at Rilset with a look mixed with disgust and disbelief. "Rilset just...." she begins, before determining that it isn't worth the effort to point out how fucked up that is. "...fine party shore whatever "

 "Excellent," he SayS briSkly, Standing uP. "SimPly meSSage me if you have any ideaS for the Party." He PauSeS, glancing at the Pile of PaPer. "Are you...alright?" he aSkS Slowly.

 Maenam stops scribbling for a second. "I..." she starts, her lip quivering for a brief second before returning to stone, "I'm... fin. I'm fin Rilset, thanks for asking."

 "Oh. Alright." RilSet lookS aS though he iS about to Say more, but then SimPly ShrugS again. "I will leave you to your deSignS then." He beginS to walk down the corridor, in Search of Scarlet.

 "Yeah... bye Rilset..." she says, drawing a picture of Jack being blugeoned with a handbag before sighing and scratching it out.



