5th of Cylus, 717th Arc
Kinteh and Oniguhr's house
o many questions... It's just a game, mother. And before you ask, yes, we together, yes, she takes care me and yes, we being careful."
Sin chimed, probably a little louder than he should have but his mother always seemed to know how to push his buttons. He turned to look at his father, standing near the door, several large crystal slates under his arm. He was still, just glowing and smiling at his son. No use then. "If I promise introduce her to you later can go now?"
Beira, his mother, looked at him, weighing his words. Well, she was Kinteh now. She did still look like Beira but he could see the crystal influence on her appearance quite clearly. As an ancient, her form was full of detail and precision so Sin could tell much from just looking at her.
"Invite her over tonight then..."
She chimed softly, smiling lightly. At least the dragon of house Beira wasn't in today. "I can't believe you want your father to meet her but not your mother."
Her eyes flashed from Sin to Rudi and his smile faltered for a moment which in turn brought a smile to Sin's lips, even though he didn't have any yet. "No choice. He's the only one who knows the rules..."
For the first time since his mother had stopped them from leaving the house, Oniguhr opened his mouth. "Hey..."
He chimed in a painful manner, glowing a little yellow, something Sin had come to associate with his father feeling hurt or stung when talked about. Sin turned from his father to his mother and back. He was about to say something else but Sin interrupted him. "Tell me honestly you introduced mom to father-father you started dating and I go and get her right now."
The silence after his chimes was loaded with answers.
About ten bits later, Sin and his father, Rudi, or in Uleuda Oniguhr, were walking towards one of the meditation areas. Both were carrying different things. His father was carrying the flat slates from earlier, five to be exact, while Sin carried two small purses in one hand and a larger pack in the other. The big one jiggled like a purse full of coins with every step he took. "So? How long have you know this girl?"
His father chimed casually. Sin turned his head and sighed, which came out as more of a sharp whistle. "Long time.Just not..."
He hesitated. Just not what exactly? "Not sure... You know?"
He chimed, sharper than he had intended. Since he had started taking lessons from Yana he had made some progress but he still needed focus to prevent himself from making mistakes. The subject didn't really lend itself to focus.
"Of course I know. I said the same thing to my father once he found out. He told me the same thing I'm telling you now. It's not such a stretch, you know."
Sin nodded. He wasn't really sure why he'd never mentioned it up until now. Maybe he just liked keeping the secret for the sake of keeping it? With that, both men were satisfied their answers and they continued to walk on in silence. Sin had to admit that he was quite excited. Partly because he was meeting Yana again, although this time his father was present so nothing of that sort of excitement would happen, but mostly because he was able to share something with her that he'd spend a long time working on.
They set up on the floor of the room. The first time Sin had been in this room, he and Yana had shared an intimate moment that had been cut short by a young Yludih and her Ancient teacher. Since then, they had only used the room for proper learning. Sin pulled some of the pillows aside in the middle of the room. Oniguhr put three crystal plates down on the ground, each one next to the other and then divided them up with the remaining two plates, blocking vision from one end to the other. The plates lying down had light grooves in them, dividing them up in small squares, about fifty on each side. Sin carefully poured the contents out of the large bag he had with him onto one of the pillows. Crystals in carious shapes and sizes fell onto the pillow. Some were rough and random while others were clearly carved or shaped to match each other. He quickly sorted them before pushing the pillow over to his father. "Did you have anything specific in mind?"
Sin shook his head, one of the few uses of body language he had at his disposal here. "alright."
While Sin opened the two purses and poured their contents out on two separate pillows, Oniguhr began placing the crystal pieces on the middle board, seemingly randomly picking them and putting them down. Both pillows contained crystals in very basic shapes. There were squares, triangles, rectangles and circles. They were all flat and looked like a kid's collection of some sort. The ones on the left pillow were obviously used and some of their coarseness had been shaved down simply from being handled so much. Sin picked one up from the right pillow and let it flick through his fingers. Where the left ones had been handled a lot, these were totally smooth pieces, almost game like in their appearance. The corners of each piece had been rounded from use and it was quite clear that this set of crystals had been used for several dozens arcs.
He pushed the left pillow towards one side of the slates and the right one to the opposite side. He sat himself down next to the more heavily used ones and started sorting them on his board, handling each one with care. How many games had he played with these ones? He couldn't remember even if he tried. Sin smiled softly as he remembered some of the moves he'd made with these. "There, done."
His father suddenly piped up. Sin glanced over the crystal board cutting him off from the middle board. It was filled with the crystals from the larger bag now. "Interesting choice."
Oniguhr smiled and nodded. "Purely random."
Sin sat back down and finished sorting his own pieces. He held up a square one, so worn down by use and handling that it started looking like a circle.
"You think I make new ones?"
Oniguhr turned to look at him, surprise on his face. "Again? You've only had these for four arcs now. That's your second set already..."
Sin shrugged, another piece of body language he could use. "Worn out. I guess not necessary yet."
He put the piece back down and got up from his seat. There would be plenty of sitting down once they got started. "Does you girl-..."
His father begun asking when the door chimed open.