crystal; ota

[aberratic]

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Ness Tavane (tadfool)
RECIPIENT: Errbody

[ the sending crystal comes on, and a feminine voice clears their throat; she is clearly entirely new to this, and perhaps to public speaking in general, but she wants to make a good impression!! ]

Hello, Riftwatch. My name is Ennaris Tavane, I'm a recent arrival to your organization. If Ennaris is a mouthful, Ness will also do! I wanted to introduce myself, and I also have a request, should anyone be willing to assist me.

I've joined the Diplomacy division [ cuz damn do y'all seem to be the most in need of bodies ] and am eager to get my feet beneath me as far as work there goes. I can read and write with proficiency, and am an excellent note taker, should those skills be of use to anyone. I... can scribe, [ said with all the enthusiasm of someone admitting to being physically capable of mucking out the stables, yes, but— ] though my real skill lies in research and compilation of disparate sources of information. I'm happy to offer my assistance to anyone who needs it while I suss out what jobs need doing and where my skills would best be applied.

As for my request, I was hoping there might be someone—or even multiple someones—who would be willing to tutor me in history. I have several gaps in my knowledge, and would prefer to fill them in as quickly as possible. Please feel free to reply back to me here, on the crystal, or to get with me privately if you're interested. We can discuss compensation, though I admit I've not got a terribly deep purse at the moment.

Erm. Thank you for your attention. Have a good day? Binder's knots, feels like I'm talking to air...

Comments

[aberratic]

Oh—yes, quite warm! The nights are warm enough themselves it's hardly a struggle to sleep without a tent, it's simply—well, it might sound silly, I find it somewhat disrespectful to the library to sleep there, honestly. That's not what it's for.

I don't want it to sound as though anyone neglected me, [ bene did a fine job! really!!! ] I was given the tent and a bedroll and all, I was just too shy to mention I haven't the faintest clue how to set one up, or where I'd be most out of the way. It's my fault, really.

[sprent]

No, not your fault — more of a mutual misunderstanding? (She can see why this happened plain as day.) Before the mage tower fell it was easier to simply pick an empty room and move your things in, but a tent is very different. I'll let our personnel officer know, for the next person who comes along.

(So, actually, Ennaris has been very helpful just now.)

Would you like a hand in setting everything up?

[aberratic]

That's another reason I didn't want to bother anyone, it seems everyone has enough to be getting on with without holding my hand through setting up a tent—but if you could find the time, I would very much appreciate it! I've never even been camping or anything before, I have no idea what I'm doing.

[sprent]

(Smile evident in her tone here,) All fine! I'll need both my hands for the tent anyway, so I can't hold yours.

I only need to finish a report — shall I come find you after that?

[aberratic]

[ the noise ness makes is both baffled and involuntary, and only barely precipitates her dropping her crystal like it's stung her. the pause that follows is short, but full of mental questions—is this flirting? is this normal in thedas? is she overreacting? (yes, obviously.) if it is flirting, does it mean anything? sometimes flirting doesn't mean anything, she's read about that. ]

Yes, [ she says, dignified, cool, collected, a person who hasn't been staring in abject confusion at a rock on her desk for the past few seconds. ] I'll grab the tent kit and meet you in front of the central tower.

-> action (if you want!)

[sprent]

(Gela can sense a small portion of this mental chaos happening, and it pleases her. She places her own rock briefly atop her papers to keep them there while she stands to retrieve something from a shelf; the window is open.) Alright. See you soon.

(It's nice to come and be outside after working at her desk. Helping to put up a tent feels sort of fun, for the choosing of the perfect spot and the physicality of staking the ground. Of course, it is also nice to get to speak with new people. Gela does not look intimidating by design — but also is genuinely not — her skirt is patchwork, colourful, shirt simple by contrast, and her dark, curly hair is pulled back.

She waves to Ness as she approaches. (She can tell it is Ness by the tent kit.))

You know, I was thinking on the way down here — I'm not sure I ever said my name to you? It's Gela Baynrac. And it's good to meet you.

of course i want!!

[aberratic]

[ ness has regained her composure by the time that she and gela are finally face-to-face, with no indication that she'd been so shocked just a few minutes before. she gets maybe-flirted with all the time, she's totally used to it. she's cool as a cucumber! ]

I figured we would find each other, names or no—but Gela is such a pretty name! Thank you for coming to my rescue, good lady Baynrac.

[ ness smiles brightly, equally as non-threatening as gela but much less deliberately so. her dress is plain, dark and practical but for the white sleeves, which she's managed to keep clean and stain-free. her hair isn't quite as curly as gela's, her pattern a bit more relaxed, and she has it behind her back in a long, single braid, presumably to keep it out of the way while they work.

she hefts the tent kit in her arms and looks around the courtyard, overwhelmed. ]

So, how do we start? I don't want to be in anyone's way...