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Maternal Visitation [21 Lage 4261]

~Mother~ showed up shortly after dawn. I suppose I should use zir common name, Eitharheinen, since I'm the only one who calls zir ~mother~. Zie's Zemi's ~father~.

In any case, Eitharheinen flew around and peered through my window before tapping on it. This was unwise of zir. I had induced my boyfriend to stay the night, now that he's admitted to my housemates that he is indeed my boyfriend. (Yes, they all knew it before, especially the one who'd arranged it.) this was wise of me. I had left the curtains open in the night, thinking that it was night and nobody would see. This was unwise of me.

I shan't record the actual conversation. It requires a certain presence of mind to remember the details, and, of course, being woken by a parent when one is abed with one's traff lover whom one has not yet quite manage to mention to zir is not, in some cases, wholly conducive to presence of mind.

Zie was not pleased.

I introduced them as best I could.

Zie was not pleased that I was performing unnatural junctions with a member of the upper nobility.

We debated the matter. Zie did indeed recommend continence for a few decades, or occasional trips to one of the cities with a larger Zi Ri population to find suitable playmates. No, zie couldn't introduce me to anyone. Yes, zie admitted that I'd have much better luck when I was at least a century old. No, zie wouldn't want me to take that much time out of my classes. No, zie didn't know that I couldn't leave Vheshrame any time soon.

"Um ... why can't you leave Vheshrame any time soon?" zie asked.

"Did you hear about the nendrai?"

Zie had, indeed, heard about the nendrai. That was, indeed, why zie was coming to visit. It did, indeed, distract zir from my boyfriend. He did, indeed, take that opportunity to switch to water form and slink off.

"Paying last respects to your doomed child?" I asked.

"Not quite that, Sythyry. Glikkonen sent me something for you," said Eitharheinen.

The "something" was a glass teardrop containing twelve tiny Rassimel scholars made of twelve different colors of very thin metal wire. "This is the Eye of Mirizan and Melizan."

Me:"Two people sharing one eye? That seems a bit, well, overly cozy."

Never, never use phrases like "overly cozy" when an aggressive parent has just caught you being overly cozy with a sort of person whom zie is categorically opposed to you ever being intimate with.

Approximately six hundred and eighteen years later -- or a third of an hour by the rolling of the sun -- zie calmed down enough to tell me what the Eye of Mirizan and Melizan is for.

Me:"Will it keep me safe from Vaisessasilmin?"

Eitharheinen:"Well ... no. I need to talk to Zemi about getting this ridiculous job put on someone more expendable. I can't imagine why zie didn't tell the Duke to do that in the first place."

Me:"Zie tried."

Then I had to describe the whole scene with the duke and all.

Me:"What does this famous Eye do?"

Eitharheinen:"It analyzes magic, and writes down what it sees."

Me:"Um ... why is this helpful?"

Eitharheinen:"So we know if she's done anything to you. So we have several clues about how to fix it."

Me:"Oh... I suppose that is useful."

Eitharheinen:"It is, in any case, the best we have available in short order. The other choices were Holocaust War weaponry, or more modern variations on that."

Me:"I daresay that the duke wouldn't be wholly pleased if I laid waste to half his countryside trying to kill Vae."

Eitharheinen:"No. The more so since nobody is supposed to have anything like that anymore."

Me:"Well, I'm certainly glad that our family doesn't have anything like that anymore. Also glad that nobody else's family does either."

Eitharheinen:"Well, you've certainly picked up the courtly wit."

Me:"I was trying for a course of study in social climbing and strong magic, really I was."

Eitharheinen:"You're supposed to climb the social ladder with the counts' children. Not climb on the counts' children. See, I can still do it too."

Me:"Much as my filial piety demands that I listen to you speak ill of my choice of lovers for as long as you want, I do have to go do an errand or two. I don't want to keep Vae waiting."

Eitharheinen:"Oh! Today? I'm going to go exert ~paternal~ influence on Zemi, then."

We wished each other luck, most sincerely. I did pause a bit to scribble this in my journal, though. It's a calming sort of thing, and I don't really want to be quite so jarred-off and upset as from ~mother~ yelling at me when I go deal with Vae by myself for the first time, with only this Eye thing to protect me.

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redbird

Writing things down is often calming, I've found.

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dracosphynx.livejournal.com

The Eye thing should work wonderfully well, until Vae sees it and asks that Sythyry give her one. :)

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[[So, Bard, when you write this stuff, do you sit around hysterically giggling at the witty banter? Or does it not actually strike you as funny when you're in the process of writing?] -- asked after a thorough workout of hysterical giggling in this household.]

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