<<Sisay gets acquainted to her new tutor: Sister Elsa Morante>>

<<Is Charding falling in love, by any chance? ;)) >>

Siridar-Marquis' Office -- Ginaz Embassy (Kaitain)

������� The Marquis' office is not much more than a large open space with a desk near the back wall, facing the entrance. The wall behind the desk holds a delicately painted mural of the Ginaz emblem. A large map of Marcinko is plastered on one side wall, and a similar map of Kaitain hangs on the opposite wall. The majority of the lacquered wooden floor is left empty, and it already has several light scuff marks. An old-looking sword stand that is just to one side of the desk holds several different swords, and there is a severely damaged wooden column in the corner by the entrance. A discreet door behind the desk seems to lead to a small washroom.

Players:

�Elsa���������������������������������������������� Jacob

Exits:

�Pine Doors <NW> leads to Staff Offices Wing -- Ginaz Embassy (Kaitain)

Jacob mutters something into his desk speaker again, and leans back. "She will be in shortly."

Elsa nods and sits back, waiting for her future pupil to enter the fray, finishing her excellent tea.

A young lady all dressed in black enters, introduced by the guards. She sweats all over and breathes heavily. A quick glance around the room and she notes her uncle, whom she gives a quick boyish bow and a happy smile. She also notes an already acquainted person, the Sister from the Lounge. What is she doing here? Approaching her uncle, she asks, her voice trembling a little: "Your Excellency? I have been summoned...?"

Jacob nods with a warm smile to his niece. "Yes, my niece, do have a seat. I'll have more tea sent in for the both of you. This is Sister Elsa Morante, and she is to be your new tutor." Straight to the point.

Sisay doesn't realize at first. She nods to the Sister and heads for the indicated seat. "Oh, yes..." she says, but right before she would sit down lets out a shriek: "Whaat?" What is going on here? Tutor? Me? HER? No! That can't be! Her sweat gets colder and colder as her cheeks get whiter and her smile perishes from her lips. She looks at her uncle, back at the Sister than turns around, sighing deeply and finally, she falls down on the chair, the scabbard hitting the floor with a loud *thud*

Jacob's eyes narrow quickly and he practically barks. "Sisay, we spoke about letting others help you. Your options are as follows: accept her help, or be sent back to Marcinko, permanently. She is of the Bene Gesserit, and you can learn much from her." His expression softens. "I have no choice in the matter, Sisay, you've forced my hand."

Elsa remains seated and looks over at the excited Lady, a soft but warm smile on her face.

Sisay shrugs and barely whispers: "I... I... know, I accepted the tutoring... thing. But..." she waves her hands towards Elsa, "I'm sure this must be a mistake... she can't be... we have... this surely is a mistake." The puzzled look on her face would be almost amusing in other situations. That witch! She knew it. She knew it from the beginning!

Jacob speaks evenly but rapidly. "Sisay, she just learned of her assignment now. As do you. And she will teach you some manners ... for example, about how to greet someone important to whom you have just been introduced." A sardonic smile.

Using Allgau, Elsa says, "My Lady...I assure you, I am as much pleased as surprised as you are. I am pleased to be able to enjoy a root tea as you so cordially invited me to do so at your fine embassy..""

<<Sisay thinks: Important? She ain't older than me. What tutoring can SHE provide? Well, the sight is anyway far more pleasant than any old hag they would've sent me. Oh well...>>

The Lady raises off her seat and curtseys ever so graceful, a gazelle ready to be slaughtered. "Sister Morante, I am pleased and surprised to meet you again." she says neutrally. Beaming a quick glance towards her uncle, Sisay raises from her curtsey and retakes her seat, holding her scabbard up this time and leaning it against her chair.

Jacob raises an eyebrow and sips from his purple beverage. He leans back and appears content to watch the situation unfold.

Elsa's smile does not falter. "My Lady, I was informed only a few hours ago af my new assignment. I am pleased to see you again, and would love to work with you. I do hope you will appreciate how my speaking your tongue has affected the reason why I have been chosen to be honoured with your further education."

Sisay forces a smile on her face. "In deed, you speak Allgau pretty well. I was fortunate enough to learn this laguage since my birth." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself from the shock. "I would be greatly interested about your... other skills?" she asks in a soft voice.

<<Sisay thinks: Nice trick. But impressing me takes more than that. I wonder, why her? A local genius of some sort? Are all Sisters like this? ...many other questions bounce wildly in her thoughts...>>

Elsa nods slowly. "There will be ample opportunity for you to be introduced to my teaching skills in the near futre, My Lady. And ample opportunity for you to show your eagerness to learn new skills, I'm sure. If I may ask you a question right away, My Lady, I would ask you what you feel you need not learn from me anymore ? I would be most happy to scrap those from your schedule when a small test will prove its unnessesity."

Sisay narrows her eyelids and glances at the Sister thoughtfully. Then she says, with a light shrug, looking at her uncle: "I don't know. I can swim, ride and dance with blades pretty proficient." She blinks and then continues: "Any of these skills you wanted to teach me, Sister?" she asks almost provocatively.

Elsa nods appreciatively. "I will take that into account, My Lady. Riding will be scrapped. Dancing /without/blades could fill that gap, I'm sure. I would love to discuss further methods of your training with both you and Your Excellency, when time permits." She takes a sip from her new tea. "Swimming is good. Your skills with armed combat are most welcome." she adds.

Sisay beams a smile and nods. "I think we can get along very well." She looks towards her uncle for a moment then turning her gaze back at her new tutor she adds: "I am sorry about my... misbehaviour earlier. I was just... shocked."

Jacob takes a last swig of his drink and stands. "I have other business to attend to, ladies, but I do hope that you will continue to converse and get to know each other."

Elsa looks up from her tea "Being shocked is acceptable. Letting that affect your judgment is not." she speaks plainly. "Your Excellency, I thank you for your time and effort, and will undoubtedly see you again in the near futire.."

Elsa curtseys to the Siridar and smiles. "My Lord.."

Sisay smiles. "Quite so, Sister. I do hope you will unravel the secrets behind such a behaivior..." The lady giggles and raises to give her uncle a light hug. "Thank you, uncle. I will see that Sister Elsa is well taken care of." she says in a soft tone.

Chardin enters the office after a discrete knock, his head poking round the door with a pleasant smile. "Pardon me, m'ladies. Trust I am not disturbing anything?"

Sisay notices the mentat entering the room and smiles. She is dressed in her black trainig outfit, with her rapier scabbard carefully placed near her. "Ah, Master Klees. May I present you my tutor, Sister Elsa Morante." She raises from her chair and approaches the Sister. "Sister? This is Master Klees, Mentat and Master of Assasins. One of the few who had anything to do with my education in my past."

Elsa rises from her seat and curtseys to the Mentat. "Pleased to meet you, Master Klees. I have just arrived here, and am honoured to make your aquainatnce.."

Chardin surveys this new figure with obvious interest, an eyebrow quirking even as he offers a genteel and fluid bow. "And I you, Lady Elsa, a pleasure indeed," he remarks around a genial and thoroughly charming smile, a great rarity indeed to see such expression in a Mentat. "The Lady Sisay has been in one capacity or another my charge for several years now, and I have been privileged to see her blossom into the woman she is today. My full confidence is in the Sisterhood and in your own capable talents and skills to take her now where no mere Mentat can, to that poise and elegance which are a woman's province alone, and best honed from those who in turn exhude it the most thoroughly."

Elsas amber eyes observe you curiously, and she looks you straight into your eyes, meeting yours. However, instead of focusing on you, she seems just to focus a little behind your eyes. "You are most kind, My Lord." There seems to be a small glitter in her eyes as she is observing you, but then seems to catch herself staring at you.

Sisay curtseys in front of her Mentat and friend. However she glances quickly between Elsa and the Master, concealing a smile behind her hand as she pretends to wipe some sweat off her forehead. "In deed so, Master, and the credit is all yours." she says in a merry tone which abruptly fades into a cold, neutral one: "But that still made me appear alone at the Imperial Theatre the other day... ".

Chardin seems far too captivated by the oddity of the Bene Gesserit Sister to pay Sisay much mind, indeed his eyes never leave hers and ... is that a faint blush to his cheeks? Will wonders never cease. "It is a pity for a woman of such accomplishment to be without a consort," though whether he refers to Sisay or this new tutor, one can never tell.

Sisay rolls her eyes towards the ceiling, recognizing the syndrome. Well, she was ment for Master Chardin too I suppose. She chuckles politely as she straightens her vest. "If you'll excuse me, I have a training to finish. Master Klees, Sister Elsa still doesn't know the Embassy pretty well...". She doesn't finish the sentance as it is no need for it. Everyone in this room knows he will take _her_ to a tour. I only wonder how 'long' this tour will take.

Elsa lowers her brow a little at the 'consort' word, but seems to decide to glance at Chardin before turning to Sisay "I will come and visit your quarters later today, my Lady." She turns her eyes back to the gorgeous mentat, and replies. " I have been told you are the man to see when matters of in-House nature are concerned...my Lord."

Jacob walks in from Staff Offices Wing through the Pine Doors.

Sisay sighs: "Of course..." but one cannot tell to what she refers. "I can also be found in the gardens, most of the afternoons." she says, walking towards the door, almost bumping into her uncle.