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 Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 7:15 am
"Congratulations?" Silverah wondered out loud. She held the jar snuggly in her arms and it was making a faint rushing sound, like the sea. "Come in any time? Okay then."
Looking up at the building in front of her, she decided the best place to start was the door. She pushed it open with one hand (tightening her grip on the jar with the other. It would be awful to drop it now) and entered the building. Finding herself in the lobby, she strode up to the receptionist. "I'm here to see someone by the name of Shy."
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 7:51 pm
Silverah stared at the receptionist, put off by the odd silence. Was the woman even alive?
She resisted the urge to poke and, seeing a furnished waiting area, decided to occupy herself over there.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 8:40 am
Beth scowled at the woman, resenting the intrusion. "Shy, is it?" staring at her a little suspiciously, she nodded her head. "I'll take you. I don't think you know your way around yet." Staring at the jar thoughtfully, she nodded.
"I think Shy knows of your visit. Silverah, right?" with a warmer smile, she acknowledged the other and tilted her head towards the door. "I'm Beth. This way, please."
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 8:54 am
"Yeah, that's me," Silverah replied with a nod. "When I spoke to him, he said he'd tell you to let me in."
She tried to calm the uneasiness in her gut and told herself it was all going to be fine as she followed Beth out of the lobby.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 9:32 am
Beth smirked. "Shy... well." she led the way, into a large elevator, and then down a hall. "He's someone that takes some getting used to. Congratulations on the jar, by the way. Sometimes it doesn't always work out the way you think it will. It looks... healthy." not that she knew much anyways.
"He'll take care of you, and the jar. But he's a scientist. So don't expect him to be on top of the sane things, alright?" with that last, lingering warning, she stepped in front of a door. "He's right through there."
She was certainly not going to follow Silverah in.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 10:00 am
Silverah knocked lightly and then pushed the door open, glancing hesitantly at Beth. She knew a lot of crazy doctors. In fact, it was in her experience that all doctors who did this sort of thing were a *little* crazy.
She entered the room. The door slammed behind her.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 8:52 pm
The room was large, rounded with high floor to ceiling windows on the other end, a rich mahogany desk dominating the front of the window and in front of Silverah, located in a little dip, an oddly out of place assortment of chairs and tables.
Rather like an old fashioned drawing room.
"Silverah?" from another door Shy stepped in, looking calm, peaceful if a little bit harried. The lab coat fit with a percision that suited the man, and for a moment he stood there to stare at the jar, adjusting his silver frames.
"Please, welcome. Make yourself comfortable."
Making his way to the little dip, he took one high back chair, inclined for her to take another.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 4:34 am
"Hello," replied Silverah, taking the other chair. "It's nice to finally meet you, Mr. - Dr.? Shy." She placed the jar down on the nearest table and watched the ripples on the surface of the ...thing... within.
"Why does it do that?" she asked.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 4:43 am
"Not one to skimp the questions?" he had an amused smile on his face as he nodded. "Just Shy is fine." as if it was a title, almost.
"The jar, acts as a receptacle, an enzyme. When you place an item in it, a fae who is attracted to the gift enters, and then with the fae's own genetic makeup, a series of chemical reactions happen. This is the in between stage, from faerie to child, and the color..." he shrugged. "Sometimes it's to give you a hint on what the child will look like, or just the physical after effects. Who knows?"
He nodded. Motioning to the table piled high next to them with sweet food, he smiled again. "Please, help yourself."
"The stage." he began. "Usually lasts for a week. Sometimes it is longer, sometimes it is shorter. It always depends. Only the most powerful fae manage to get past this stage, and there are theories as to why the timing is always unique. Maybe it is based on how much the fae have degenerated, as a signal of power, willingness?" he shrugged.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 4:48 am
She passed on the food, prefering to ask another question. "The description I first got was that it should glow, but it doesn't, and I touched it once and it was... water. What's that mean? Is that bad?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 4:52 am
Shy shook his head, taking the chance to reach of a small pastry. "They glow, most of the time. Usually they turn into a type of wisp, visible to the eye but impossible to touch. They differ with every jar in color, type, temperment... sometimes they give a suggestion to the type of child that will emerge. Othertimes, it's just a preview to what the fae was like.
What did you give to the jar?" he guessed something water based, but couldn't quite put a finger on it.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 4:55 am
"What did I give it?" she asked, surprised. "I gave it a vial of seawater. I was looking for a shell or a gem or something, but the seawater was all I could find that seemed suitable. That's okay, right?"
She eyes the jar, wondering what kind of mercreature is going to crawl out of it.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 4:59 am
Shy almost snickered. Except he was too professional for that. "That is probably fine. And a good choice, really." inclining his head with a nod, he leaned back. "It is safe, healthy. Reacting to outside stimulus..." he nodded.
"Do you have any questions, Silverah? Any other ones." he clarified.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 5:03 am
"No, not really," she replies with a shrug. "Except... why me? Why did I get a jar? I'm barely fit to be in charge of hamsters, and in the last two weeks I've been charged with not one but two bizarre 'children.' How do you pick, Shy?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 5:24 am
Shy smirked, then. It was the smirk of a man who knew himself to be superior over all others. Afterall, he was a scientist, head of a project... while she wasn't.
"I've got my ways, Silverah." he purred, nodding his head. "If you don't have any questions, then..." with a graceful turn of the hand, he nodded. "I'll see you next time."
Jeebus. Talk about short visits.
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