The Pleasant Side of the Family

Writers: Chelle, Jelena
Date Posted: 2nd May 2016

Characters: Genna, Chupsin
Description: Genna has more family to visit.
Location: Amber Hills Hold
Date: month 5, day 7 of Turn 8
Notes: Mentioned: Sinla, Benani, Zathris, K'ran

Genna

Tourniquet was the first to realize there was a queen dragon at Amber Hills Hold. The bronze popped out of /between/ to greet Lissath. When he realized who it was, he sent the image to his person since he knew his person would be pleased by that.

Chupsin did indeed look up when he saw the image of Genna on her queen in his mind. It had been sometime since he had seen his niece and he was quite eager to see her. She was his favorite, though he'd never admit to it. He had been quite proud of her Impression and bided his time, hearing of her accomplishments. When she had graduated weyrlinghood, he'd shared a bottle with himself to celebrate.

Someday soon, he was hoping to get back to the Hall but he couldn't just leave Zathris without working out a suitable replacement. So he kept his eye on the ones coming in, waiting.

Genna knew she couldn't leave the Hold without visiting her uncle. He was, after all, the one to credit for her getting searched. If he hadn't taken her to that hatching that day, how different would her life have turned out? Oh, sure, she might have been searched at some other point in time, but this perfect timing had led her to Lissath and for that she was eternally grateful. That and he was her favorite uncle, simple as that. So after the conversation with her mother, she did her best to clear her mind and push back the confusing thoughts her mother had set loose in her brain, then headed for the Infirmary.

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"Hello there, long time no see, uncle," Genna said with a small smile as she popped up beside the journeyman healer.

Hearing that voice, Chupsin smiled-which was a rare event most days. The healer put down his pestle and turned to embrace the young goldrider. "Indeed. And what with you having a queen dragon and being able to go between and all. Shame that." There wasn't a hard tone in the admonishment though a hint of disappointment. "Though I imagine you do get busy."

"I do. But I'm glad I'm here now," Genna said with a smile at the warm embrace. "How have you been holding up, uncle, with all the excitement lately?"

"Oh you know Lord Holders who disappear, people that inexplicably get sick and stay sick despite being given medicine that should fix them....always an adventure around here." Personally he was hoping Zathris would show up soon since his concern was for Benani and the children. He was loyal to his Lady, after all. "But hey, keeps me in a job I suppose. And you?"

"Ah, you know," Genna considered for a moment telling him about her troubles with K'ran, but much like her confrontation with her mother, she didn't see how the information would do her uncle any good. "Recordkeeping, delegating, chasing off after people Lissath might have insulted, it keeps me on my toes and all."

"Ah she's a fussy thing is she?" In the back part of Chupsin's mind, he wondered if Genna's experience dealing with her mother hadn't prepared her for the queen but he didn't share the observation. "You could have easily run a Hold too. Ah well, Lady Holder, Weyrwoman, either way I'm proud. I'm thinking about heading back to the Hall in a few turns. After all, a Master might be able to find a wife quicker than a senior journeyman." His voice held just a light bit of sadness. Chupsin's control didn't leave him for long.

"Back to the Hall, eh? You really are due for a promotion, as far as I'm concerned," Genna agreed. She held her uncle in high regard and it was probably some left-over childish awe, but she was actually amazed he hadn't made master yet. "You know, maybe I can help a little in finding suitable marriage candidates, uncle. I have a lot more connections these days." Finding her uncle his wife, wouldn't that be exciting?

"Suit yourself. Your mother and a few others have been trying but so far-no one suitable." Like most holders he did feel the need to leave behind a legacy, a son or daughter who would continue his line even though they wouldn't inherit anything per se. Genna was proof, though, that they had good Blood and he didn't want it squandered just because of his lack of suitability.

"I'll keep my eyes and ears open," Genna said with a serious nod. Though she knew her mother had her resources, Sinla couldn't /between/ all across the continent in seconds and was bound to have more trouble reaching people than she did. "You do have to tell me what it is you are looking for exactly."

"Well naturally she'll need to be somewhat attractive. And able to bear children. I'll need a woman willing to travel if I do go back to the Hall and then on to the next assignment after some turns. Intelligent enough to speak with and likely very tolerant to deal with me. I do like things the way I want them, especially cleanliness." That was the healer part of him. He would not tolerate unsanitary conditions. Just as his work was exacting, so Chupsin was about how his home would be run.

Genna smiled a little to herself at Chupsin's little list, realizing how strange the concept of marriage was to her these days. She'd grown up with the idea of finding a 'suitable' husband, but now it struck her as odd to pick someone based on skills and traits, instead of falling for someone as you get to know them. Though, considering recent events, there was a point to be made if you brought up the durability of marriage against relationships in a Weyr. A small sigh escaped her at the thought, but she quickly composed herself again. "I'll keep my eyes out for you uncle and ask around a bit when I'm in contact with Holders and Crafthalls."

"I would appreciate it. And I would also appreciate it if someone would come to see me more often hm?" He didn't have children of his own to dote on so his nieces and nephews had always drawn his interest. "Any news on Lord Zathris by the way?"

"I know," Genna said, looking away and down at her hands. "It's hard on me uncle, to come back home. There's so much I left behind here, good and bad stuff, yet the place feels strange to me now."

"It feels strange because you haven't been here in some time. Not that I haven't lived in other places on Pern so I know what that's like." Watching her, Chupsin saw her expression and frowned. So perhaps some of what he had asked was true. Something had happened between her and Sinla. "And I'm not saying you have to think about the bad things every time you come. Surely there are other things to consider? Then again, if I had notice I could arrange time to leave." Chupsin didn't have a lot of flexibility but there was some available if he had ample time.

"Well, next time you have a moment, send Tourniquet for me and I'll see if I can pick you up for lunch or dinner, or whatever?" Genna said. "I'm keeping you from work now, I see," She grinned a little sheepishly at the young assistant behind Chupsin who was clearly waiting for him to return.

He brought her in for a quick embrace. "And I'm sure you have other people to talk to like the Lady Holder since you are a goldrider after all." Hopefully she wouldn't think of leaving without saying hello to Benani.

"Hmm, I'm pretty sure lady Benani has other things on her mind right now, but I'll check to make sure," Genna said. As she hadn't been involved in the rescue operations, it felt cruel to come and visit her now with no information whatsoever. But Chupsin was right, it would be rude not to drop by at all. Oh, the dilemmas of politics!

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