From a-angelk@microsoft.com Thu Mar 9 12:39:06 1995 Return-Path: Received: from netmail2.microsoft.com by netcom20.netcom.com (8.6.10/Netcom) id MAA00719; Thu, 9 Mar 1995 12:39:02 -0800 Received: by netmail2.microsoft.com (5.65/25-eef) id AA09090; Thu, 9 Mar 95 12:40:32 -0800 Message-Id: <9503092040.AA09090@netmail2.microsoft.com> Received: by netmail2 using fxenixd 1.0 Thu, 09 Mar 95 12:40:32 PST X-Msmail-Message-Id: 1FF42D60 X-Msmail-Conversation-Id: 1FF42D60 From: "Angela 'Anna' Korra'ti (EDP)" To: dewshine@netcom.com Date: Thu, 9 Mar 95 11:25:29 -0800 (PST) Subject: FW: LOG: Sean & Berni on Shankill Status: O ---------- From: "Lori Hansen" To: Angela 'Anna' Korra'ti (EDP) Subject: LOG: Sean & Berni on Shankill Date: Thursday, March 09, 1995 9:45AM For your reading pleasure... :) I didn't post it to crystal 'cause it isn't really worthy of the mailing list. :) Just thought you might like to read it. ;) --- [ After being hit by the sleepies while wandering through the Shankill Infirmary during Passover, Bernadette awakens to find company...] Shankill Infirmary The Shankill branch of the Ballybran infirmary is used explicitly for Singers: it looks much like the Ballybran infirmary in miniature. There is a desk, a few medicine cabinets, a large monitoring station and two beds against the far wall. The monitor here is off. Noone is checked into bed one and Noone is checked into bed two. Contents: Sean Bag, labeled 'Personal Effects, Singer Farallon, deceased' Bio Suit Rack Obvious exits: Radiant Tub Room Corridor Sean grins and winks, "Morning, singer..." Bernadette grins. "Sean! How are you?" She unfolds from the floor and stretches, mumbling about the damned sleepies. Sean smiles a little more, "Awake. Fairly content, and just wandering. How about you, Berni?" Bernadette grins again, although it's not quite as genuine a grin, and shrugs. "I'm alright." Sean hmms and looks you over with deep red eyes, "You're recovering from everything...still resonating, tho. Where's Kev?" Bernadette shrugs regarding the resonance. "Used to it by now." She frowns and blushes a bit at the mention of Kevlan and shrugs again. "I don't know," she admits in a small voice. Sean frowns slightly, while allowing his eyes to drop blue again, "Hmm...someone mentioned something before Passover about him having a few meetings with Maxwell...maybe he's on Guild business?" Bernadette shrugs again and looks at the floor. "Elissa sent a message to him for me." Sean walks a little closer and tenatively puts a hand on your shoulder, "Berni? Are you ok?" Bernadette sighs. "I pretend I am..." She looks sadly up at you. "But I think I really screwed things up." Sean hugs you lightly, and strokes your hair, a soft smile forming on his lips, "And why and how do you think you managed this feat?" The resonance rushing through your ears is constantly distracting you. Non-singers around you see: Being around Bernadette is disconcerting from the static coming off her. Bernadette gratefully leans into the hug, needing to be comforted. "You hadn't heard?" She sounds surprised as she looks up at you. Sean keeps holding you, and shakes his head, a slight frown on his face, "heard what?" Bernadette frowns and looks away, blushing. "I...I called off the wedding and left him." Sean blinkblinks and holds you at arms length for a moment, before pulling you back and holding you a little tighter, "Oh, sweetheart...why?" Bernadette frowns again. "Because I'm an idiot." She sighs and explains, briefly. "I had a really stupid notion that men who loved me end up dead. Long story..." Sean almost chuckles, then just shakes his head and looks you in the eyes, "Berni...that's silly." He then frowns again, and smiles a little, "So where have you screwed up?" Bernadette raises her eyebrows. "Where did I screw up?" She chuckles mirthlessly. "I screwed up by dumping Kevlan, that's where. I went off planet...without him, after he almost begged me not to go. Now I've straightened things out with myself and come back...and he's gone." She shrugs and looks down again, completely unhappy. Sean smiles softly, and does chuckle a bit now, his face almost idiotically simple, "Bernadette...my dear, sweet friend...you seem to be forgetting one thing. Kevlan loves you..." Bernadette pulls away from you. "If that's still true, then why didn't he leave word where he was? He told me he'd wait for me to come back from Markianali." She frowns. "Why hasn't he answered my message?" Sean hmms and frowns slightly, "_That_ I can't answer...but I know that someone like Kevlan will never forget he loves you...or get bitter about it...you just need to find him, and talk to him..." Bernadette sighs again. "I don't know...he gets hurt very deeply and very easily...after the Elissa thing a couple of years ago...and now this..." She sighs. "I wouldn't blame him if he _didn't_ love me anymore." Sean smiles and shakes his head, "But he does...he can't ever hate you, Berni..." Bernadette frowns. "No, he can't hate me. But he can _not_ love me." She shrugs again. [ At this point, Berni's player's ride showed up and she had to bamf. It can probably be assumed that Sean and Berni talked some more, but that Berni still isn't very assured about her situation with Kevlan. ]