Stage Setup: spyship
Time/place: night at convent/bridge
Temp/season: comfortably cool for Kalquorians/na
Lighting: good overall lighting, excellent task lighting, colored indicators on control panels
Sounds: hum of engines, small beeps and buzzes, low conversation, light footsteps
Smells: Kalquorian musk, an ozone-ish electric scent
Props: Control podiums with computers, Tukui mans navigation, holo-vid screen
Symbols/images:
Tranis’s slight disapproval of Tukui—due to his impetuous nature
Characters: Tukui, Simdow, Tranis, others on bridge
Dialogue and action:
(Tukui
tries to look busier than he is, though with the spyship in orbit, there isn’t
presently much for him to do, all the action is on the small moon below, yet
with the captain on the holo-vid speaking to the first officer, he doesn’t want
to attract Tranis’s attention for the wrong reasons, he’s done more than his
share of that in his short career on the spyship, he listens closely however,
ever since hearing there were women on the moon, every man on the ship has been
eager for information, he wishes it was he who had gone to the colony instead
of Osopa, his Nobek had better be ready with details about the place, if his
taciturn clanmate dares to offer no more than generalizations he’ll—; Tukui’s head
snaps up, did the captain just say the full clans on board would get their
choice of Matara? Tranis notes the sudden interest from his navigator and
visibly winces) T- Of course, if any clan doesn’t feel they can shoulder the
responsibility—the heavy responsibility of caring for a Matara—they need not
claim one. (Tukui’s mind is racing despite it being obvious Tranis was speaking
for his benefit, a Matara? For his clan with only the first hints of growing
rank? Of course he can handle such, all it takes is doting on her and telling
her how wonderful she is, as his fathers have always treated his mother, a
female lifemate! He wonders if Osopa has seen anyone likely and again chafes
that he’s not down there to evaluate them for himself) T- Simdow, make sure
when you pass the news along that you tell prospective clans to consider this
opportunity with the greatest gravity. To consider all the changes having a
lifebringer will make to every facet of their existence. (Tranis’s gaze again
flicks to Tukui as Simdow acknowledges, meanwhile Tukui sends a message on the
sly to Osopa to contact him asap)
Exit line: I realize you have a lot going on, but com as
soon as possible, my Nobek.
POV: Tukui
Conflict: Tranis obviously doesn’t think Tukui is ready for
a Matara
+/-: Tukui’s clan to get a Matara/he can’t pick one out yet
Climax: Tukui over the moon to discover he can claim a Matara, not considering all it entails
