Log Date: 1/2/97
Log Cast:
	Tance, Jezhrai
Log Intro:
	While Kesya has been striving to get her business on Shankill dealt
with as quickly as possible, and also encouraging Tance to try to interact
with the personnel she's had to see, Tance gets to a point where he starts
feeling rather overwhelmed by the constant string of new faces. Seeing that
he's probably in need of further soaking to lower his resonance, Kesya
gently shooes him back off to the radiant tank room in the Shankill Guild
Infirmary....

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Radiant Tub Room
This large room is dominated by the collection of radiant tubs along the 
  walls, each a different color. A soothing pastel green colors the walls, and 
  the floor is carpeted in a deep forest green. Holos are strategically placed 
  to occupy the idle minds of any singers who are spending long hours here, 
  either voluntarily or under medical orders. A collection of potted plants 
  fill the corners, all of imported varieties. 
Contents:
Maple Bath
Chocolate Bath
Butterscotch Bath
Beige Bath
Obvious exits:
Dressing Room  Infirmary  

Tance appears at the doorway of the room, glancing in uneasily.

From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai lays back in a harness, eyes half-open, a 
  long braid dangling outside the tub. Her eyes open slowly at the sight of 
  movement, but she doesn't react otherwise.

Tance lets out a nervous-sounding exhalation, then edges into the room, 
  heading for the dressing room door.

From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai shivers a little, beginning to move to 
  slip off her harness. She watches the man's movement from the corner of one 
  eye.
From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai slips out of the harness.
From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai gropes outside of the tub with one hand, 
  reaching for a towel. She has to lean a bit as it's just beyond her reach, 
  but finally she snags it... knocking over a whole pile of towels in the 
  process.

Tance jumps, whirls, and blinks at the slight racket.

From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai pushes herself up from the fluid, 
  wrapping the towel around herself. She eyes the fallen pile with disgust. 
  "Just like me to make a mess," she mutters.
Jezhrai climbs from the maple tub, the radiant liquid dripping from her body.
Jezhrai has arrived.

The sensors detect that the tub is empty and drains the spent liquid 
  automatically.

Jezhrai looks at you for a moment.

Tance shrugs his unslung shoulder, and blurts, "'Sallright, I do it all the 
  time, at least right now...." He gestures vaguely at his left arm, in its 
  cast and sling.

You can hear crystal resonance rushing between your ears.
Non-singers around you see: Tance is often distracted. When you are near him 
  the hair on your arms stands on end, which you unconsciously brush down.

Jezhrai chuckles softly. "I'm used to it. I've had my fair share of broken 
  bones." She eyes the cast sympathetically. "Anyone sign that thing yet?"

Tance blinks again. "What?"

Jezhrai smiles as she leans over to refill the tub. "No, I guess it'd be a 
  waste of time, would it? You'll have it off before very long."
Jezhrai turns the left tap on the tub and it begins filling with a warm, thick 
  liquid.

The tub is now half full.
The hot, flowing liquid finally fills the bath and the tap shuts off 
  automatically.

Tance's brow furrows and he asks blankly, "Why... would anybody sign...?" He 
  peers down at the broken limb bemusedly, as if trying to fathom such a thing 
  as signatures on the cast around it.

Jezhrai shrugs. "Why wouldn't they?" Her expression goes soft. "I'm sorry. 
  It's silly of me to think that everyone has a lot of friends. I'm lucky in 
  that." Demurely, she steps back into the tub, discarding the towel as she 
  does so.
Jezhrai eases slowly into the bath.
Jezhrai has left.
From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai slips the harness over her shoulders to 
  prevent slipping beneath the fluid.

Still evidently quite baffled, the man asks, "Friends sign casts?"

From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai ohs, then, and jokingly taps the heel of 
  one hand to her forehead. "It's something folks where I come from do. If a 
  kid got a broken bone, everyone'd sign their cast and generally make a big 
  fuss over them. Kind of a tradition, though I'm not sure how it got 
  started." She settles into the fluid.

"Oh..." says the man, though he sounds like he doesn't quite get it. He looks 
  up again, gaze slightly vague, slightly disoriented. "Not sure if I knew 
  about that..."

From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai raises an eyebrow, even as she lets out a 
  sigh of contentment. "You've... been on Ballybran for a while, haven't you?" 
  she asks, somewhat evasively.

Tance shifts again, absently rubbing at the shoulder from which his sling 
  dangles to support his broken arm. "Long time," he mumbles by way of 
  agreement, then he blinks at the tub you've just gotten into, and blurts as 
  if just remembering, "I have to soak." With that, he approaches one of the 
  other tubs, to fill it.

You turn the left hand tap and the tub begins to fill with a warm, thick 
  liquid.

From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai nods absently, and murmurs, "I see." She 
  smiles then, "Well, you look pretty good for all of that."

The tub is now half full.

Tance looks up, startled. "I do?"

The hot, flowing liquid finally fills the bath and the tap shuts off 
  automatically.
You may enter the bath now.

From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai giggles slightly, pleasantly surprised at 
  the older Singer's startlement. "Aye. It's obvious you're not a recruit, 
  but..." She shrugs.

Tance peers down at his own thin form, and mumbles, "Must mean the 
  clothes...." Distractedly lifting a hand to shove it through his greying 
  hair, he goes on, still lowly, "Recruits. There's recruits here.... I 
  remember..."

From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai chuckles. "Well, the clothes are nice 
  too. Very sharp." She nods. "Recruits here, and down onplanet. They're 
  everywhere," and she grumbles a little, "except when you need them."

Tance glances back over and says solemnly, "Jade bought me the clothes." Then 
  he seems to realize that the tub he'd turned on is full; with that, 
  gingerly, he sits down on the little bench next to it, and starts easing 
  free of his sling.

From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai averts her eyes, half-closing them again, 
  to give the older Singer his privacy. "Jade?" she remarks. "That's a neat 
  name."

You feel the resonance tingling in your blood.
Non-singers around you see: The hairs on your arm stand on end and a chill 
  goes up your spine. You notice a strange expression on Tance's face.

"It's because she's green," the older Singer says earnestly. After a few 
  minutes there is the sound of somewhat awkward clambering, and a muted 
  *floop* of radiant fluid parting for the entrance of a body into it.

Beige Bath
You are in a large,  beige 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, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai ohs. "Green skin?" she 
  asks, then blinks. "Oh, you mean Kesya?"

Tance lifts his head, frowning vaguely again, brow furrowed. Kes... oh, yes. 
  He looks over to you, and nods shyly.

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai smiles. "She's nice. I 
  only met her the once, when I was looking for a shepherd. She had offered to 
  take me, if I couldn't get someone and if she was free."

Tance says earnestly, "She shepherded me."

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

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai ohs, smiling. "That's 
  great." She seems a little confused - older Singer, young Kesya - but the 
  symbiont does play tricks with age, so she doesn't question. Suddenly, she 
  blinks. "That's right. I thought I'd seen you before."

"You did? I... I don't remember...." The other Singer's tone turns even more 
  confused.

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai shakes her head. "No, 
  you wouldn't. It was after that big storm we had not too long ago. I saw you 
  bring Kesya in. You weren't exactly ready for introductions," she smiles.

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

Tance nods slowly, brown eyes flickering between cognizance and absence. 
  "Storm... something about a storm." He then straightens a little in the tub. 
  "Jade got too cold."

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai nods. "I heard she was 
  suffering from hypothermia. But she's all right now, right?" Her eyebrows go 
  up questioningly.

At that, the man nods, quickly, and says in a manner that would be called 
  piping on a much younger individual, "She had to do Training work. So I came 
  in here to soak." He suddenly grins, still vaguely, but looking perhaps 
  proud of that recollection. It doesn't answer your question, at least not 
  directly, but surely someone with hypothermia would not be on Shankill doing 
  Training work....

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

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, The younger Singer ahs softly, 
  smiling. "If she's back to Training, then she must be feeling better." She 
  glances across the tubs to you, smiling.

Tance appears to relax, perhaps because of the radiant soak, and perhaps the 
  kindly conversation. "Better," he agrees, a little more at ease.

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai sinks into her bath a 
  little more, scowling as her braid is dragged in by the motion. "So she's 
  taken you under her wing?" she says conversationally. "That's good of her."

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

Tance considers. "She gives me things... the clothes, and, and food.... and a 
  datapad...." His face slowly brightens, unconsciously; his eyes turn oddly 
  tender of gaze. "I like Jade."

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai's smile becomes warm in 
  response. "I know the feeling. Sounds like she likes you too."

Tance confides, sounding utterly awed by the entire concept, "She let me duo 
  with her."

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai raises an eyebrow, 
  still smiling. "Then she must really like you. I've only cut duo with one 
  other person. It's quite an experience, isn't it?"

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

Tance's eyes go absent again, but a light lingers in them, neverhteless. "I 
  remember the black...."
Tance abruptly beams, ear to ear, and breathes, "She let me cut her black..."

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai sighs softly, and she 
  sounds almost envious. "Black, hm? That must be amazing to cut."

You feel crystal caressing you softly along your nerves.
Non-singers around you see: If you happen to be very close to Tance, the fine 
  hairs on your arms stand on end, but Tance doesn't appear to notice anything.

"It's.... all kind of jumbled now, but.... I still sort of remember...." Tance 
  leans back against the harness, staring into space.

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

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai nods faintly. "Was the 
  same way with my first cut of blue. I don't remember a lot of it, but for 
  the song."

Tance bobs his head slowly, as if he only half-hears you.

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai nods again, then 
  apparently decides to let the conversation go, as it's pretty much useless 
  to try to talk to a Singer about crystal. She leans back in her bath, 
  humming softly.

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

Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai slips out of the 
  harness.
Outside the bath, From the maple radiant bath, Jezhrai gives a shudder and a 
  "brr" as she steps out of her bath again, snagging a towel from the 
  knocked-over pile.
Outside the bath, Jezhrai climbs from the maple tub, the radiant liquid 
  dripping from her body.
Outside the bath, The sensors detect that the tub is empty and drains the 
  spent liquid automatically.

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

Outside the bath, Jezhrai wraps the towel around herself, grabbing another for 
  her hair. As she heads to the dressing room, she smiles to the other Singer. 
  "Enjoy your soak," she says. "By the way, I'm Jezhrai Wynlen."

Tance looks up and blinks, then says plaintively, "I won't remember...."

Outside the bath, Jezhrai blinks, then nods. "I hoped I wasn't that 
  unforgettable," she sighs dramatically, smiling again. "Ah well. I'll 
  survive."

Tance offers anxiously, "I-I'll put it in my datapad..."

Outside the bath, Jezhrai giggles softly. "Great. And, um, can I have your 
  name? For my datapad," she adds, in what just might be a teasing fashion.

Tance ohs. "Tance," he answers. Then clarifies, "Tance, um, Vokrim."

Outside the bath, Jezhrai nods wisely. "Thanks. I'll see you around, CS 
  Vokrim." She smiles one last time and heads off to the dressing room.

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

Outside the bath, Jezhrai wanders out, dressed in a worksuit and braiding her 
  damp hair. She smiles to Tance as she walks through.
Outside the bath, Jezhrai walks out through the archway into the infirmary.

[Tance continues to soak until the tank fluid has gone cold; not too much
 longer after that, he and Kesya meet up again, to return to Ballybran.
 End log.]