Log Date: 12/28/96
Log Cast:
	Tance, Kesya, Krellin
Log Intro:
	Tance Vokrim is, for the first time he can remember, cutting
black crystal -- and even more wondrous to him, he is doing it duo with
Kesya As'shoriah. But even before she'd brought him to her black vein,
Tance's resonance had been notably high. And after a day of cutting with
her, it has soared to the point that it has made it extremely difficult for
him to think. Deeply concerned for him and determined to get him back
to the JPF where he can soak in a radiant tank, Kesya calls a halt....

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Cavern
Contents:
Kesya
Crystal Vein
Obvious exits:
Chimney  
Tance makes his way out of the immediate vein area.
A flash of light catches your eye.

Kesya points towards the chimney downwards. "Can you get down all right? Be 
  careful... it's slippy."

"M'okay... I'll be okay...." Tance repeats this a few times, even as he swings 
  his cutter around to his back, and starts making his way down.

You carefully enter the chimney and begin to climb through to the tunnels 
  below.
Chimney
Obvious exits:
Bottom of the Chimney  

Kesya has arrived.
Kesya keeps climbing downwards, helping you along.

The lamp he's put onto his head lighting his way, Tance makes an awkward track 
  down the water-slick rocks. More than once he pauses... and on one 
  particularly slick spot, his foot suddenly slips.

As you climb the steep rock tube, you loose your grip and tumble into the cave 
  below. You land hard on your left arm. You simultaneously hear a large 
  *crack* of splintering bone and feel excruciating pain as the bones in your 
  arm bend and break.

Kesya gasps, her hand reaching out to grab at thin air as she misses you. 
  "Tance!"

With a startled yelp, Tance loses his foothold, then flails out for your hand; 
  when he misses that, he flails for a handhold. But he misses that, too -- 
  and all at once, he goes plummeting down the twenty or so feet remaining to 
  the bottom of the chimney.

You slide the rest of the way down the chimney and land in the shallow pool of 
  water with a *splash*.
Inner Cave
Obvious exits:
Cave Entrance  

Above the fallen Singer, Kesya begins to scramble downwards in the darkness, 
  not bothering to test each hand and foothold as she tries to get to you as 
  fast as possible. She calls out, her breath coming quickly. "Tance! Are you 
  okay? Yell up if you're okay!"
Kesya has arrived.
Kesya makes it to the bottom without breaking anything, and moves quickly to 
  your side, leaning over you worriedly. "Oh gods, I shouldn't have insisted 
  we cut... Tance, are you okay?" Her voice comes in a soft moan, eyes wide in 
  dismay.

In the icy water at the base of the rock shaft, the lamp can be seen, 
  glimmering under the pool's surface; the light's fallen off Tance's head. 
  Tance himself can be seen dimly illumined nearby, weakly trying to fumble 
  his way to the wall to pull himself upright. His voice, when he answers you, 
  comes out in a strangled rasp. "H.... here. I'm here... here..."

Kesya nods, swallowing noisily as she helps you. "I know hon, I know... " She 
  tries to determine if you've any injuries, and wraps one arm around your 
  torso to try to support you. "Stop moving, 'K Tance? Are you hurt?"

Tance's shipsuit is now soaked, and as you grab him in your arms -- brushing 
  against his left one -- he emits a sudden, choked little whimper. "Yes! 
  Yes... I'm hurt. Kark it..."

Kesya freezes, trying to hold you without touching anything that might cause 
  you pain. "Where?" You can hear her urgent voice through the darkness. 
  "Where's it hurt, Tance?"

Tance grunts roughly, "Arm. Left."

Kesya shivers at the feel of resonance crackling from your skin to hers, her 
  arms wrapped about your torso to support you. "Okay. It's probably broken... 
  Can you make it to the sled and I'll splint it there?"

"Y... yeah. Sled..."

Kesya helps you out of the cave, letting you lean heavily on her as she 
  carries the one remaining carton in her right hand. The other, of course, 
  has been left above. "Not far now... you can make it..." It's unsure whether 
  she's reassuring you, or herself. "Just to the sled, that's it."
Kesya returns to the smaller cave to the west, her light fades as she leaves 
  the inner cave.
Kesya has left.

[Out through the caves they go, into the snowy night....]

You push the heavy vines aside and step from the musty, close confines of the 
  cave into the fresh outside air.
Gravel Field
Contents:
Kesya
Kesya's sled
Obvious exits:
Cave Entrance  

Tance stumbles along after you, lurching occasionally against you as he goes 
  and making yet more crackles of resonance flow between you.

Kesya helps you through the snowwy terrain, finally opening the hatch to help 
  you into the sled. Her eyes glaze a bit at every surge of resonance flowing 
  from you, lips pressing together. "C'mon Tance, we're gonna get you to a 
  tub!"
Kesya steps into the airsled "Twilight's Ambition."
Kesya has left.

Kesya's sled
Contents:
Kesya
Carton 2 - Kesya
Carton 4 - Tance

Kesya sets the carton down with care.

Tance mumbles foggily in agreement, "Tub... yeah... like a soak..." He's 
  starting to shiver under his drenched shipsuit.

Kesya helps you to the bunk, where not so long ago the two Singers were lying 
  together. "See? Over here, we'll get you warm and splint that arm." She 
  pulls out a knife, slitting the arm of your shipsuit so she can get a look 
  at the injury.

Tance stretches out stiffly on the bunk. It's old fabric his sleeve is made 
  of, and is easily cut, making lots of little fibers along the tear as the 
  blade goes.

Kesya peers at the break, lips forming a grimace as she pulls out the triage 
  kit. She quickly splints the arm, carefully wrapping the whole apparatus 
  with gauze. She works fast, but her fingers are as gentle as though she were 
  handling a newborn kitten.

Tance keeps quiet, though his face is screwed up in pain, and perhaps 
  embarrassment, too.

Kesya spies the look on your face, and her eyes widen in worry. "That didn't 
  hurt too much, did it? I tried to be careful..."

Tance coughs out, "Not your fault. Mine. Did it again..."

Kesya helps you get the upper part of your shipsuit off, wincing every time 
  she has to move your arm. "Did... did what again? You just /fell/, that's 
  all. We all do that!"

Under the shipsuit Tance's undershirt is still dry, but he's still shivering. 
  "Can't karkin' cut a claim without breakin' - hsss - somethin'..."

Kesya gathers a few blankets, gently laying them over you as she removes your 
  boots to make you more comfortable. "Hey," she says with a reproving smile, 
  "You didn't break anything /last/ time, did you?" Her brows arch, as she 
  leans over you.

Tance frowns dazedly. "Didn't?"

Kesya shakes her head, "Nope, you even saved /me/ that time. Remember?" She 
  frowns at the crackle between your body and hers as she gets too close, and 
  withdraws to secure the cartons. Presently though, she returns to tighten 
  the blankets around you and to strap you into the bunk. "Remember that?"

Tance slumps back along the pillows, wincing a bit, then blinking up again. 
  "I.... I -- ow -- did?" Is it your imagination, or is the resonance even 
  making his hair fluffier than usual?

Kesya says "Yes... you did, Tance." Kesya's voice is soft, as are her eyes as 
  she looks at you for one long moment. She doesn't know now if you remember 
  why she might be aiming such a look in your direction, but that doesn't much 
  matter right now -- though it eats at the back of her mind. She hurries to 
  the sled controls, calling over her shoulder. "We'll get you back to a tub, 
  and then you'll feel better, okay?"
Kesya tightly straps the cartons to the insides of the sled.

[Kesya gets the sled into motion, once she's sure the cartons -- and Tance
 -- are secured.]

"'Kay...." His reply is soft and slurred, and he says nothing else... perhaps 
  he's fallen asleep.

[The sled hastens back across the Ranges to the JPF....]

Kesya steers the sled expertly in towards the Hangar, her mind a turmultuous 
  rush of questions and emotions. How much does Tance remember? Will be be the 
  same after getting his resonance this high?
Kesya brings the sled to a gentle landing.
Kesya stops the sled gently, and springs out of her seat to rush to Tance's 
  side. "Tance? Tance, you okay?"

Tance jerks a little, restlessly. "Where'm I..."

"Shhh... you're safe, in my sled. We're going to get you to the infirmary, 
  okay?" The green-skinned Singer's soft voice carries to you, penetrating 
  through the haze. "C'mon," she grunts, levering herself under your right 
  shoulder, after removing the blankets and safety straps. "Lessgo!"

*Zap* *crackle* *ping* flows the resonance off of him, but he mumbles, "Jade," 
  as you haul him to his feet. Glassy-eyed, he stumbles along with you.

Kesya has left.

You step out from the cramped interior of the sled "Twilight's Ambition."
Hangar Floor
Contents:
  Tance, over by the wall. 
  Kesya, standing by the sled rack.
  Kesya's sled 
  Himiko's sled 
  Jilayna's sled 
  Inanna's sled 
  Briana's sled 
  Repair Bay 
  Sled Tech Desk 
  Radar 
  Corbin 
  Hangar Terminal 
  A large map, for instructional purposes 
  Sled rack
Obvious Commands ("." for list):
  .wait  .sleds  .desk  .radar  .map  .hangar door  .floor
Obvious Exits:
  Processing  WWSF Transport  Met Transport  Equipment Room  Simulators  
  Catwalk  Sorting  Ready Room

Kesya staggers from her sled, a hazy-looking bedraggled Tance leaning his 
  weight on her. Supporting herself against the sled, she looks around, wide 
  eyed. "Hey!" She calls to the sledtech on duty, waving one arm wildly to 
  catch his attention. "Gimme a hand, quick!"

The tech in question snaps his gaze up, then blinks. Kesya As'shoriah and... 
  Tance Vokrim? He nods, though, hurrying over.

The 'tech is still looking far too serene for Kesya's state of mind. "Hey, 
  shake a leg, will ya?!," she snaps. Her eyes are worried, and the static 
  coming off the singer leaning on her is almost thick enough to see. "He 
  needs to get to the infirmary, quickly. Watch his left arm though.. it's 
  broken. Give me a hand?"

"You got it," replies the tech, after peering a moment at the dazed man Kesya 
  is supporting. Tance is muttering something to himself, something 
  unintelligible about falling, as the sledtech moves in to give help; when 
  his resonance zaps the man, Tance looks up blankly.

Kesya nods gratefully to the man, her low mutters a constant as she tries to 
  reassure Tance and keep him in the here and now. With help from the 
  sledtech, she manages to get Tance off the Hangar floor.
Kesya ducks into the ready room, escaping from the swirling wind.
Kesya has left.

[Kesya and the sledtech hasten Tance out of the Hangar as fast as they
 can manage, Kesya worried about Tance's broken arm and resonance, and
 the tech just trying to hang onto the man with the amount of static he's
 putting off. As they reach the lifts, Himiko emerges from it, and passes
 Tance without recognizing him, uttering a polite "'cuse me" as she
 passes. But Tance is too dazed to really note her at all, as the two
 ushering him get him down to Level 12....]

You walk into the clinic of the infirmary.
Infirmary(#403RAM)
Contents:
Kesya
Dr. Bear
Catering Unit
Obvious exits:
Private Door  Long Term Care  Short Term Care  Lift  

Kesya staggers into the infirmary with Tance, helped by a hapless sledtech she 
  recruited along the way. She helps the singer into a chair, then marches 
  over to the desk and buzzes the button there repeatedly.

Krellin walks softly from the lift area.
Krellin has arrived.
Krellin says "I'm coming, I'm coming. What do you want?"

Tance sits slumped where Kesya and the hapless tech have deposited him, left 
  arm cradled against his side, splinted. The tech is grimacing as he keeps 
  the Singer upright, with all the resonance pouring off Tance Vokrim.

Kesya breathes a sigh of relief as Krellin comes through the door, and she 
  gestures to Tance, trying hard to keep her urgency under control. "It's him. 
  We were cutting black, and I didn't notice how buzzy he was getting, until 
  he could barely hold onto his cutter. He's almost able to /broadcast/, the 
  way he is now. Broke his arm while he was trying to climb out of the claim."

"Better dunk the man in a tank," pipes up the tech. His voice makes Tance look 
  up, blearily, gaze jerking round till at last it finds the medic.

Krellin nods calmly as he approaches Tance, "Okay. I'll set his arm and take 
  him to soak." He doesn't mention that he plans on making Tance soak on 
  Shankill.

Kesya follows closely behind Krellin, watching every move he makes.

Krellin asks as Tance's gaze falls upon him, "How are you feeling Tance?"
Krellin pulls his scanner from the pouch hanging from his belt.

Krellin slowly runs his medical scanner over Tance's body.  You hear a slight 
  hum and lights on the small, black gadget flicker.
Two beeps sound, and a red light stabilizes, indicating a medical condition 
  for Tance...
Numerous bruises and abrasions are healing on Tance's face and arms, his 
  cheeks looking like they're recovering from being rubbed with a scouring 
  pad. From the way Tance is holding his arm, you can tell it is quite broken.

Tance makes tiny little jerking motions as the sledtech hangs onto him, as 
  though the surge of resonance through him was a current of live electricity. 
  "Snowball fight," he tells Krellin slurrily. "Hadda snowball fight."

Krellin slips the scanner back into the pouch as he listens.
Krellin smirks, "Ah, I should have guessed. Perfect weather for it. Did it 
  pack well?" He quickly cuts away Tance's sleeve and administers a painkiller.

Kesya's worried expression breaks a little as Tance speaks, her hands 
  fidgeting before her. She sits beside the zappy Singer, a little, hoarse 
  laugh escaping her. "He got me right in the side of the head."

Someone -- perhaps Kesya -- has already slit the older Singer's sleeve; it 
  rips away easily as Krellin takes off the rest. The sound of Kesya's voice 
  makes him jerk his head around to her, and he abruptly smiles giddily. 
  "Snow."

On Tance Vokrim's other side, the tech from the Hangar lingers, not sure 
  whether he's needed here anymore. "Um... 'scuse me, I better get back..."

Krellin chuckles softly, "And the more important question, who won?" He nods 
  his thanks quickly at the tech.

As the hangar tech hastens off, muttering something about Azaria having his 
  head if he doesn't stay on duty, Tance -- still grinning foolishly at Kesya 
  -- slurs, "Stuffed it down my suit."

Kesya abruptly blushes at that question, her arms folded now across her chest 
  as she watches you administer to the other Singer. "Er... not sure, 
  actually." She grins at the dazed Tance, giving him a rakish wink.

Krellin grimaces slightly as he takes a firm hold of Tance's arm to set the 
  bone. He tries not to rush this part too much even though he'd like nothing 
  more than to get away from the ressing singer. After he sets the bone he 
  begins wrapping the arm in a bandage. He glances between the two of you, 
  "Well, to me at least it appears you won Kesya. But I'm not an expecrt when 
  it comes to snowball fights."
Krellin sprays the bandage and it quickly begins to harden into a cast.

"Snow," repeats Tance thickly, his words coming a little jerky as well, as 
  though the resonance is crackling through the speech centers of his brain. 
  "L... like snow."

Krellin nods, "Yes, snow is lots of fun." He says the next as if he's just 
  thought of it, "Hey, how do you like shuttles?"

Kesya's breath catches at Tance's stuttering speech. "Krellin," she asks 
  worriedly, "His resonance being this high... he won't be hurt by it once it 
  lowers, will he?"

"Shut... shuttles?" mumbles Tance, his brow furrowing.

Kesya purses her lips, glancing from Tance to Krellin. "You're sending him to 
  Shankill?"

Krellin casts a reasuring glance at Kesya, "He'll be okay." He nods, "Yes, his 
  res will get back to normal faster that way."

"No," puts in Tance, sharply. "Can' go. Can't. I can' go."

Krellin lifts an eyebrow, "Unless there's some reason I shouldn't?"
Krellin asks Kesya, not too concerned with Tance's preferences.

Kesya blinks at the Singer's strong objections, and she simply shrugs. "I 
  don't see a reason why not. Especially if it'd make him better faster." She 
  puts one hand on Tance's shoulder, herself so ressed now that the feeling of 
  crystal along his skin is perhaps not so bad. "Why don't you want to go, 
  Tance?"

Krellin does wait for Tance's answer even though he doesn't expect it to be 
  logical.

"Wanna st. Stay. Wanna stay with you, Jade," Tance stammers out. "Can't go. 
  Forget again. Don't wanna forget again. Don't wanna."

Krellin mouths to Kesya, "Can you go with?"

Kesya bites her lip, turning to Krellin. "I can, but... he wouldn't forget 
  stuff just by leaving Ballybran, would he? I'll stay with him if that's what 
  it takes."
The young woman mutters softly, "Graidan's going to just kill me..."

Krellin shakes his head, "No, leaving Bally has nothing to do with his 
  memory." He glances back at Tance, "But try to convince him of that."

As the medic and the younger Singer converse around him, Tance scowls vaguely 
  to himself, shaking his head as though trying to clear it. He rubs the back 
  of his right hand across his eyes, and his fingers quiver a little.

Krellin looks at Tance, "How about if she comes with? It wouldn't be so bad if 
  you had some company on the trip up there."

Blinking rapidly, Tance jerks his brown gaze back round to Krellin. "I like. 
  Like Jade."

Krellin nods, "Would you go to Shankill if Jade were there?"

Kesya smiles softly, weary blue gaze drifting towards Tance.

Blink. Blinkblink. Blink. "Can't," Tance mumbles. "Can't. Can't go. No 
  credits. Can't go."

Krellin smiles, "I'm buying."

Kesya forces herself to sit up, feeling stiff and hazy herself. She shakes her 
  head, "Don't worry about credits, Tance. That black we brought in will set 
  you up well, and I'll pay the trip to Shankill. I owe you for duoing with 
  me, anyway."

More blinks, and abruptly, Tance smiles sunnily to the medic. "Duoed. I duoed. 
  Jade let me. Let me duo."

Kesya sighs in frustration, her shoulders slumping. "Tance, will you /please/ 
  come up to Shankill?!"

Back to Kesya, Tance blinkblinkblinks guilelessly. "Okay Jade," he mumbles, 
  voice a little higher than it should be.

Kesya starts, shoulders straightening. "You will?" She looks to Krellin, mouth 
  working before she finally figures out what to ask. "Is there anything else 
  I need to know, to do, besides just get him up there and in a tub?"

Krellin shakes his head, "No, that's it."

Kesya stands, supporting herself on the back of the chair as she does so. 
  "Okay Tance," she says softly, "Let's go to the shuttles, shall we?"

Tance starts to get to his feet, and wobbles a bit as he goes.

Kesya takes the other Singer's hand, blithely leading him towards the lifts. 
  "Thanks Krellin," she calls back.
Kesya heads toward the lift area.
Kesya has left.

[With the dazed and resonating Tance in tow, Kesya hauls him off to book
 seats on the next shuttle up to the Shankill Moonbase.] 

Lobby of Shankill Station(#0RJhs)
Contents:
Kesya
Obvious exits:
Shuttle Area  Meeting Hall  Administration  Transients' hostel  Catering Foyer 
   Guild Hall  

Getting several odd and some dirty looks from the others on the station he 
  passes, Tance staggers along after you.

Kesya leads you through the crowds in the lobby, making for the guild hall. 
  "Little further Tance."

[Kesya leads her companion on through the front rooms of the Guild
 headquarters on Shankill, back into the private sections for Guild members,
 through the Infirmary, and last into the radiant tub room....]

You walk through the archway into the radiant tub alcove.
Radiant Tub Room
Contents:
Kesya
Maple Bath
Chocolate Bath
Butterscotch Bath
Beige Bath
Obvious exits:
Dressing Room  Infirmary  

Kesya turns the left tap on the tub and it begins filling with a warm, thick 
  liquid.

Tance staggers in after you, looking around blankly as he goes.

The hot, flowing liquid finally fills the bath and the tap shuts off 
  automatically.

Kesya leads you into the empty room, bending to turn the taps on one of the 
  baths. The tub begins to full with radiant fluid, and the young singer turns 
  to cup your face worriedly in her hands. "Tance, how do you feel now?"

*Zap*, right into your fingertips. Tance meets your gaze plaintively. "Where'm 
  I at, Jade?"

Kesya slides her arms around you in a quick, tight hug, then helps you out of 
  your tattered clothes. "You're on Shankill, in the infirmary. We're putting 
  you in a radiant bath, to help you bring your resonance down."

Tance hisses a little, as you undress him, and mumbles, "Res. I'm ressed. 
  Gotta soak."

Kesya nods emphatically, her gentle hands helping you into the radiant tub. 
  "Um hmm, and I'm going to stay here while you do. Okay?"

A good deal of this man's frame appears crystal-scarred; there are square 
  centimeters of his skin that are unmarred, but they are frequently far 
  apart, making the rest of him look as weathered as his face. Unclad, he 
  seems to broadcast resonance all the more strongly, as he clambers with your 
  assistance into the tank.

Chocolate Bath
You are in a large,  chocolate tank. It is deep and long; plenty of room for 
  an adult to stretch out their legs. The top edges round gently outwards. The 
  head of the tub sprouts an unusual number of taps and dials. The radiant 
  liquid rests heavy against your skin, filling your pores.  The fluid is 
  pleasantly hot.
You slide into the tub, forcing your sore muscles to move just a bit more.
You slip the harness over your shoulders to prevent slipping beneath the fluid.

Outside the bath, Kesya sighs softly, seeming more weary than she was willing 
  to admit, more weary than perhaps she should be right now. Expression 
  troubled and thoughtful, she settles in a chair to watch the soaking singer.

Tance sinks into the hot radiant fluid, letting out a sigh as the resonance 
  flowing off him is immediately dampened.

Outside the bath, Kesya smiles softly at the other singer, her head resting on 
  an upraised hand, elbow resting on the side of the tank. "Feel better?"

You sink to your chin, the radiant fluid heavy against your skin.

"Remember this," he mumbles. "Tired. Remember. Always tired..."

Outside the bath, Kesya arches a brow, herself looking ready to drop at any 
  moment as well. "What do you mean, always tired?"

Tance mumbles, "Hurt... get hurt. Get ressed. Lots. Hafta soak. Medics say..."

Warmth penetrates into your weary muscles as you float in the viscous liquid.

Outside the bath, Kesya sighs again, merely watching the other Singer, 
  protectively. It troubles her seeing him like this... he's too scattered, 
  and she doesn't get to see the man she's seen so much of the past few weeks. 
  The man who, many Guildmembers would say, was lost in the years Tance had 
  been singing crystal. They were wrong, of course -- but still, Kesya's brow 
  creases with worry. It still isn't easy seeing him reduced to monosyllables 
  like this.

"You.... You..." Tance frowns with effort, trying to get the words out. "You 
  soak. You soak too?"

Your stress melts away as the thick, warm liquid penetrates into your tired 
  muscles.

Outside the bath, Kesya blinks fuzzily, startled awake by Tance's words. She 
  smiles warmly, leaning forward to ruffle the man's hair. "Maybe I should, 
  hrm? That black got me pretty buzzy too." Standing, the woman trails a hand 
  in the radiant fluid experimentally.

Even Tance's hair seems resonance-soaked, short strands standing briefly up 
  under your palm. He watches you foggedly, smiling a little, still 
  occasionally blinking rapidly.

Your mind drifts aimlessly as the stress of work becomes like a dream.

Outside the bath, Kesya pauses just for a moment, then strips off her 'suit 
  and climbs in beside you, slipping the harness over her head.
Kesya eases slowly into the chocolate radiant bath.
Kesya has arrived.
Kesya slips the harness over her shoulders to prevent slipping beneath the 
  fluid.

Tance stirs a little, blinking; your presence in the tub rouses him just a 
  bit. Was he expecting you to join him in this tank, or to use another?

Kesya has no reason to use another tank, being this one was already full, and 
  you're too rezzed to care much what she's wearing anyway. She doesn't notice 
  your surprised look, her eyes closed as she soaks on her side of the tub.

You feel relaxed and rejuvenated while you float in the tub.

Tance settles back, then, blinking again. "Buzzin'... remember. This too... 
  too much?" Then, he starts to try to sit up again, and suddenly cries, 
  "Jade?"

Kesya stirs slowly, her blue eyes opening with a mild frown. "Mrmm?" She 
  stretches in the vicsous fluid, sea-green hair trailing in the stuff as she 
  turns her head towards yours. "What's wrong, Tance?"

"Did... did I cut... too much? Don't let me. Don't let me forget..."

The weightless feeling of resting in the buoyant liquid is mind numbing.

Kesya shakes her head, a rueful laugh escaping her lips. "No Tance... we 
  didn't cut enough, even." The fluid sworls around as she moves her legs, 
  turning to get a better look at you. "I'll try not to let you forget, Tance. 
  Do you remember cutting the black?"

His worried-child expression at odds with his weathered features, Tance turns 
  his head round to you, pondering. Then he grins vaguely. "Black. We did 
  black.... p... prisms."

Kesya grins at you, wearily. "Close. We cut pyramids."

You notice the fluid temperature is no longer quite as hot, but more a still 
  pleasant lukewarm.

Tance's face falls a little in disappointment. "Got it. Got it wrong?"

The liquid is warm and soothing, like being wrapped in a soft blanket on a 
  cool day.

You feel something brush past your legs in the viscous fluid as Kesya slips 
  off her harness, reaching to touch your shoulder. "No Tance," she says 
  reassuringly. "We cut blacks. We just cut pyramids. We only managed to get 
  off three cartons before we had to leave anyway." Her soft smile seems warm 
  and comforting, even as she pats your arm.

Tance relaxes a bit, smiling shyly now, responding to the comfort in your own. 
  "I cut black," he murmurs, amazed.

Kesya giggles softly, settling back against the smooth side of the tub. "It 
  was an eventful day, I'll say that much." Her lilting voice sounds amused.

Moving a limb in the thick, viscous fluid appears more like slow-motion.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Tance seems to be regaining alertness -- but between 
  the warmth of the radiant fluid, and his own probable exhaustion, it's not 
  very fast that he does. He focuses on you, and says, slur in his voice 
  lingering, "Like doing d. Duo. Like."

Kesya chuckles softly to herself, slipping her harness back on. "Me too, 
  Tance. It's been a long time since I've duo'd with someone." Her trill is 
  heavy now, with weariness and resonance.

Your mind wanders, your body now completely relaxed.

Tance stares a little more at you, then tells you, all at once quite clearly, 
  "You should sleep now."

Kesya blinks, startled at the all-at-once coherent mothering. "Hey," she says 
  amusedly, gently nudging your legs with her foot beneath the fluid, "I 
  thought I was supposed to be taking care of /you/ tonight."

"Don't..." Tance draws in a sigh, sinking back against his harness. "Don't 
  remember bein'... taken care of." Perhaps the radiant fluid has dampened the 
  resonance enough for it to loosen its grip on his brain, for his words are 
  beginning to loosen and flow more easily -- but they're tired, too. "'Cept 
  by.... medics."

Somewhat cooling now, the fluid wavers in that line between warmth and 
  coolness such that it is difficult to feel a sensation of it against your 
  skin.

"Well," the green-skinned woman beside you says blithely, "You're being taken 
  care of now."
She sinks a little further into the fluid, closing her eyes a bit as she 
  smiles. "And I'm no medic."

Tance watches you move back, his gaze tired, soft, tender. "Sleep. Sleep now."

The liquid is now rapidly cooling.

Kesya stiffles a yawn, one hand escaping the radient fluid to cover her mouth. 
  "You're far too convincing," she mumbles, eyes closing. "Wake me if you 
  need..." And here her voice drifts off, as she slumbers.

Tance watches you drift off, still smiling a bit, till at last his eyes drift 
  shut and, too, sleeps.

[End log.]