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Scheherazade in Blue Jeans
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Snapshot of the Telenias 
7th-Feb-2006 11:59 am
Hearth
The world is dying around him, but he is perfectly calm.

He sits alone in the center of the coffeehouse, aqua eyes half-closed, loosely holding a glass of water. His waist-length hair, a straight fall of sandy blond, is pulled back into a simple black elastic - he is not decorative. Behind him, Tyka and her waitstaff are organizing a makeshift hospital on the tables, on the stage. Before him, Quint and Joseph guard the doors, ready to pull in civilians and repel Hounds. The coffeehouse is full of activity, but around the Telenias, there seems to be a bubble of silence. None will speak to him - none will interfere with his duty.

The age-old duty of the Telenias is to remember. The Telenias, two per generation, are the only Dasaroi to remember the Fall; mercy has been granted to the rest of the Dasaroi. This burden is his alone, his and Martin's.

On the inside of his left wrist, the words teneo casiens are tattooed.

Tonight, his duty is more active.

House Tallart, from where the Telenias are born, chosen, is not as consistent as the seven Great Houses. The Tallarts are wild cards. Unpredictable in their gifts. The Telenias's gift is telepathy - not the keen, deep telepathy of House L'Arath, but an incredible ability to multitask, one might say, bolstered by the additional power given to those who take on the duty of Telenias, of remembering. There is a price, yes, but there is also a benefit.

The Telenias's duty within the Kirayth? He's a living switchboard, connecting the city's warriors. If you look at him with your mind rather than your eyes, you might see him as a spider in the center of his web. You might see him as a living heart - channels of power extending to Quint and Joseph, and farther out into the night to all of the Kirayth. Capillaries extending from the Kirayth to their bondmates.

Fenris directs, and he relays, effortlessly. Reports come in of the Hounds closing off the Carnival District, and the rest of the Kirayth know in seconds.

The first of the Kirayth falls, the psychic backlash streaking like lightning into Telenias.

He does not flinch.
Comments 
7th-Feb-2006 05:15 pm (UTC)
...

*falls over*

Thank you.
7th-Feb-2006 05:17 pm (UTC)
That was a good falling over, right?

And hey - I'm all about the fan service. :)
7th-Feb-2006 05:27 pm (UTC)
Yeah... I think it was "He does not flinch." that did it to me. DAYUM. *glomp*
7th-Feb-2006 05:29 pm (UTC)
He can't afford to flinch, to allow himself to feel. Not that night. Not for one second.
7th-Feb-2006 08:59 pm (UTC)
Something tells me he wouldn't anyway, though.
7th-Feb-2006 05:27 pm (UTC)
Fan service? Where? ;-)
7th-Feb-2006 05:21 pm (UTC)
Sweet!
7th-Feb-2006 05:24 pm (UTC)
Lovely.
What does the tattoo mean?
7th-Feb-2006 05:27 pm (UTC)
Oh, I wish I could find the post about that! *shakes head at self*

Basically, "I remember the Fall/I remember Falling".
7th-Feb-2006 05:44 pm (UTC)
*squint* So does he have a -name-, this life? Did I miss it?
7th-Feb-2006 05:49 pm (UTC)
He does! It's Alexander. No one uses it, though. He defines himself by his function.

(The other Telenias, his mentor, is named Martin, and goes by his first name.)

He defines others by their functions, as well - in the scene I wrote re: the night before the battle, when he sees Kieran and Capri, he refers to Kieran as "Narsan", mentally classifying him as the Kithrayn of his House first, and an actual individual person second.
7th-Feb-2006 05:50 pm (UTC)
This begs the question: does he have real, immediate feelings about any of these people as people, or is he utterly subsumed by the past and his own function?
7th-Feb-2006 05:57 pm (UTC)
Mostly the latter. What he holds in his mind is great-and-terrible, and he feels that it separates him from the rest of the Dasaroi. It's the rare person that he'll let in even as a friend.

Exceptions: Although he does keep himself distant, he has great respect for Fenris. And he has some degree of affection for Capri, who he tutors after the Purges. (What better history teacher than a man who's mired himself in history?) As for the Talthar Kithrayna, though, he views them as almost interchangeable - Jeramie = Nisar = any other Kithrayn ni'L'Arath down through the centuries.

The only person he's actually close to? Martin, of course - the only other living person who Knows.

Martin, incidentally, sorrows for him - his method of dealing with the knowledge is to immerse himself in people, in love, in creating a home and a haven. Rather the opposite of his protege.
7th-Feb-2006 06:05 pm (UTC)
You do realize what you have created, right?

A SPOCK.

You know, the unassailable emotional fortress that causes thousands of women to salivate over daydreams of being THE ONE to crack that icy facade and teach him to LOVE at last!

I see much horrific fan fiction in the Telenias's future. *nods* I urge him, for the sake of his dignity, to become a little warmer and friendlier NOW before his legions of fangirlz do it for him, with far less style and panache. ;)
7th-Feb-2006 06:41 pm (UTC)
Aaaagh! Nooooo!

I will tell him he needs to get a puppy or something.

Warning to potential fangirls: if Capri can't get a character in bed, neither can you!
7th-Feb-2006 06:44 pm (UTC)
*merry snicker*
7th-Feb-2006 06:53 pm (UTC)
Oh, and before I forget... I would love to see him forced into a situation where the past and his memory of it are not contiguous with what's currently happening/how people are acting... by way of forcing him to acknowledge the differences and maybe split his vision a little. Separate himself from his title painfully by making him -wrong- about something.

If that makes sense?
7th-Feb-2006 08:36 pm (UTC)
shayara.craigslist.org must have sooooo many missed connections postings for the Telenias.

"Saw you at Tyka's Monday night 5:30. I got the chai, you had a cup of tea... you seemed not quite into the scene. Maybe we can discuss it sometime? Hit me back..."

"Me: Beefy Kirayth guy, 5'8", bearish. You: shit-hot, wrist tat, playing disinterested at the post office. I bet I can shake that composure. Email works."

etc.
7th-Feb-2006 08:38 pm (UTC)
Ohshit. *dies laughing*
7th-Feb-2006 09:34 pm (UTC)
how about a kitten? Something small, fragile and feral, all spit and fury wrapped up in a package as delicate as bone china....

sounds like someone else we know.

I can just see him crading it... [ok, ok,I'll shut up]
7th-Feb-2006 11:13 pm (UTC)
You know? I've been reading you for awhile now, and honestly finding it kind of hard to get into the Shayara stuff, mostly because it seems like there's so much of it to absorb. This is the first piece of it I've seen that's made me really sit up and take notice, and think that maybe it's time to go obsessively read all of the rest of it. This isn't an insult to the earlier stuff I've seen, it was more that I had late-adapter syndrome, and didn't want to go through all the archives, but this, damn. Yeah. Just thought you should know. :)
9th-Feb-2006 01:58 pm (UTC)
Yay! :)

I'm putting out a primer soon that should help people ease into it.
7th-Feb-2006 11:59 pm (UTC)
This almost immediately made me think about The Giver...the idea of a character who knows so others don't have to and the balance of the rewards and consequences of this knowledge.
9th-Feb-2006 01:58 pm (UTC)
Have not read that... who's it by?
9th-Feb-2006 04:25 pm (UTC)
It's by Lois Lowry, I read it in middle school. I'm surprised you haven't come in contact with it before.
2nd-Feb-2010 03:57 am (UTC)
This was great - this is the first of the Shayara stories I've read, and you really did a great job of drawing me into the world.
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