Horizon: RPG: Simon/River: Letters
Title: Something to Write Home About
Character: Simon (esoteria), River (hisalbatross)
Timeline: (TBA), sometime in 2512.
Rating: G
Summary: Letters between Simon and River after she leaves for the academy.
Dear River,
So, your first day of school. Was it as interesting as you hoped it would be? Are the other kids in your class dunces like me, or are they more your intellectual equals? Dare I ask if you have...a friend? I, of course, couldn't care less, but Mom and Dad are wondering.
Life here is pretty much the usual. People get cut up, I sew them back together. Usually after cutting them up more first. Mom and Dad continue to go socialize at dinners. Same old, same old. We're relying on you for exciting news.
And, please, no dinosaurs. I've already lost a head to one; your classmates don't need to lose theirs too.
Hope you're having fun, meimei. Write back soon. It isn't the same here without you.
-Simon
Simon-
School is... well it is exciting being somewhere new, and I've already been moved up a grade. It's wonderful being surrounded by so many eager learners. I've made some friends. Not as many as I'd hoped, but some. Some of the boys are... well you know how boys can be.
No dinosaurs yet. I fear the troops are far too unprepared. Oh well, I'll continue my training. I have however been taking dance lessons. I've been studying ballet, ancient "modern", and various forms of archaic ballroom. It's been fascinating!
I think they're getting ready to move me up again because I have a meeting with one of the heads of the school tomorrow. I'm a little nervous, but very excited. It seems like it's all been moving so fast. Sometimes I feel a little out of place, but in the end, most of the other students are very nice, and at least I get to dance.
How are mom and dad? Tell them I miss them. I'm glad to hear that all is well on your end. I can't tell you how proud I am of you Simon. You'll be head of the best alliance medical facility yet, and I'll be there to share the dirt on what a brat you were when you were young.
I have to run, you must tell me everything that's been going on. I miss you and I can't wait to hear from you again.
All my love,
River
Dear River,
Mom and Dad are suitably impressed by your progress, but I expected that all along. You'll have to do a little more to impress me. Develop psychic powers and then we'll talk.
As for the meeting with the head, don't flaunt your intelligence too much. You may be smarter than all of them combined, but they still have power over you.
Finally, I want the names, ages, IQs, and addresses of all the boys you come into contact with. I know full well how boys can be.
Don't work too hard, meimei.
Love,
Simon
Simon-
I've just started a completely new program here. It's not what I expected, but they have promised that it will allow me to learn in a way that I have never considered before. I've been moved to a new room. It's nice... I'm by myself now. It's a little strange. I know I've always had my own room before school, but I had gotten used to living and being with all my peers. They're more strict here. They say it is to facilitate growth and learning; we can't wave home anymore though. They said it hampers our creativity and ability to think, and that any communication from now until the end of the program should be through letters. I don't mind though, I like writing to you.
Sadly, the boys are gone now. They're back in general education, which as I was finding a little slow. I'm nervous about the new program they have us working on, though I'm excited to try something new. It will be interesting. I'm not supposed to be talking about it, but I know you won't tell on me.
I miss you bao bai. Sometimes I get so lonely for you, for playing in the backyard, and listening to mom and dad talk about their days. I know this is an exciting new adventure for me, and I do want to be here, but I'm sure even the great explorers of earth-that-was missed their families while discovering their world. I'm not sure when I'll get to come home and visit now. The breaks that the general education program offered seem to be moot now. They're a little more strict here. Apparently you have to be very focused in order to teach the already gifted. It's really is very exciting.
You must tell me all about your friends in the great wide world of Medicine. Now that I'm to be a VERY serious student I must live vicariously through your wild and crazy adventures.
It's lights out time, so I have to go. I love you Simon, and I miss you greatly.
Write Soon,
River
Dear River,
You're going to have to wait a few years before you can hear about my friends; you're not yet old enough to hear about our adventures. Although Eric Wang did manage to perform a triple bipass surgery after three hours of sleep and no breakfast. The patient even lived, surprisingly enough. It's a boring miracle, but a miracle nonetheless.
So your school's gone strict. Good. You could use a little discipline. It's the only thing that doesn't come easy to you. It's disappointing about the waves, but surely they'll still let us visit for your birthday. Mom's already planning an elaborate celebration for her little girl's first birthday away from home. She'll be heartbroken if she doesn't get to execute it.
Sleep well, meimei, and study hard.
-Simon
Simon-
You scoundrel! Remember that you're trying to save lives, not end them with careless indulgences in ballyhoo. Besides, if mom finds out you know a life will end, either yours or hers... possibly both.
Speaking our beloved mother, I must report that she will be sadly crushed. I spoke to the administrator when I got your letter. Apparently we will be going on a field trip around my birthday, and that the duration will depend on our progress in the course. They're being very mysterious with us. I think it's to allow us a fresh perspective when we actually attempt to surmount the presented goals.
I must say that I am disheartened to know I will be spending my first birthday without my family. Who will sing off key and possibly spit on the cake when he tries to help me blow out the candles? (I know you were young but I've never forgiven you for that!)
I'm sort of having a hard time making new friends now. The program's goal is to allow us the most development and use of our minds, so they have us really focusing on individual progress. There hasn't been much time for games, or adventures, or even getting to know my fellow students.
My dance classes have ended. They said next semester I can begin another. You have to promise not to tease, but sometimes when I'm in my room I pretend that I'm a dancer in a show and that everyone is watching and applauding. Then of course the independents march in with their dinosaurs and I realize you've been kidnapped and I have to go save the day. Don't worry though: I always save you.
I'm glad you're making friends, you'll have to cause some ruckus for me. Tell mom and dad I love and miss them, and don't let mom be too sad on my birthday without me. I miss you all so very much. Write me soon please.
All my Love,
River
Dear River,
I will have you know that I do not indulge in such recklessness. I take my job very seriously, thank you very much.
I'm sorry to hear you don't have time to make friends, but I'm sure that will change once you've settled into the new regime. Change is always hard to deal with. I remember my first year of medical school...but I won't bore you with the details. You'll find friends, meimei. I promise.
And why am I always the one to get kidnapped by dinosaurs? One of these days something will happen to YOU and I will get to march in and save the day. Just you wait, young lady, just you wait.
Wo ai ni, meimei
-Simon
Dear River,
Have you gotten any of my letters, or have they deprived you of paper too? It's been awhile since we've heard from you. Please write soon.
-Simon
Dear River,
I hope you're doing well, meimei. We're worried about you. The Academy won't tell us anything about what's going on. Please write soon.
-Simon
Dear River,
Please write to me if you get this. Even if it's just "I'm alive." SOMETHING.
-Simon
My Dearest Simon-
I'm sorry for not writing sooner. I was on my field trip. We were wihtout mail while we workd on growth and development. I wanted to write you, but I coudn't cause of being busy.
Did you have a good time at the D'arbanville's Ball this year? I found it duller than last year. Perhapps if they had held it somewhere with a bit omre class? Honestely, sometimes you just can't depend on the so called sivilized members of society.
Im miss you terrobly Simom. I keep havning the most peculiar dream. Do you remember last years at the lake? When I went swamming and got a cramp? I dream that I'm swimming again and you're trying to saue me, but the independants have unleashed their Tyranosaure. Is that terribly odd? I guess no more gaems befor bed. Altough I guess yu finally get yuor chance.
Tell mom and dad I am okay. I might note b writing for a while because I am working at school. I had not time to write this letter, but I new you were worried so it was quick. I'll write later, don't be too worried. Sorry it is slopy.
your mei Mei.
River
Character: Simon (esoteria), River (hisalbatross)
Timeline: (TBA), sometime in 2512.
Rating: G
Summary: Letters between Simon and River after she leaves for the academy.
Dear River,
So, your first day of school. Was it as interesting as you hoped it would be? Are the other kids in your class dunces like me, or are they more your intellectual equals? Dare I ask if you have...a friend? I, of course, couldn't care less, but Mom and Dad are wondering.
Life here is pretty much the usual. People get cut up, I sew them back together. Usually after cutting them up more first. Mom and Dad continue to go socialize at dinners. Same old, same old. We're relying on you for exciting news.
And, please, no dinosaurs. I've already lost a head to one; your classmates don't need to lose theirs too.
Hope you're having fun, meimei. Write back soon. It isn't the same here without you.
-Simon
Simon-
School is... well it is exciting being somewhere new, and I've already been moved up a grade. It's wonderful being surrounded by so many eager learners. I've made some friends. Not as many as I'd hoped, but some. Some of the boys are... well you know how boys can be.
No dinosaurs yet. I fear the troops are far too unprepared. Oh well, I'll continue my training. I have however been taking dance lessons. I've been studying ballet, ancient "modern", and various forms of archaic ballroom. It's been fascinating!
I think they're getting ready to move me up again because I have a meeting with one of the heads of the school tomorrow. I'm a little nervous, but very excited. It seems like it's all been moving so fast. Sometimes I feel a little out of place, but in the end, most of the other students are very nice, and at least I get to dance.
How are mom and dad? Tell them I miss them. I'm glad to hear that all is well on your end. I can't tell you how proud I am of you Simon. You'll be head of the best alliance medical facility yet, and I'll be there to share the dirt on what a brat you were when you were young.
I have to run, you must tell me everything that's been going on. I miss you and I can't wait to hear from you again.
All my love,
River
Dear River,
Mom and Dad are suitably impressed by your progress, but I expected that all along. You'll have to do a little more to impress me. Develop psychic powers and then we'll talk.
As for the meeting with the head, don't flaunt your intelligence too much. You may be smarter than all of them combined, but they still have power over you.
Finally, I want the names, ages, IQs, and addresses of all the boys you come into contact with. I know full well how boys can be.
Don't work too hard, meimei.
Love,
Simon
Simon-
I've just started a completely new program here. It's not what I expected, but they have promised that it will allow me to learn in a way that I have never considered before. I've been moved to a new room. It's nice... I'm by myself now. It's a little strange. I know I've always had my own room before school, but I had gotten used to living and being with all my peers. They're more strict here. They say it is to facilitate growth and learning; we can't wave home anymore though. They said it hampers our creativity and ability to think, and that any communication from now until the end of the program should be through letters. I don't mind though, I like writing to you.
Sadly, the boys are gone now. They're back in general education, which as I was finding a little slow. I'm nervous about the new program they have us working on, though I'm excited to try something new. It will be interesting. I'm not supposed to be talking about it, but I know you won't tell on me.
I miss you bao bai. Sometimes I get so lonely for you, for playing in the backyard, and listening to mom and dad talk about their days. I know this is an exciting new adventure for me, and I do want to be here, but I'm sure even the great explorers of earth-that-was missed their families while discovering their world. I'm not sure when I'll get to come home and visit now. The breaks that the general education program offered seem to be moot now. They're a little more strict here. Apparently you have to be very focused in order to teach the already gifted. It's really is very exciting.
You must tell me all about your friends in the great wide world of Medicine. Now that I'm to be a VERY serious student I must live vicariously through your wild and crazy adventures.
It's lights out time, so I have to go. I love you Simon, and I miss you greatly.
Write Soon,
River
Dear River,
You're going to have to wait a few years before you can hear about my friends; you're not yet old enough to hear about our adventures. Although Eric Wang did manage to perform a triple bipass surgery after three hours of sleep and no breakfast. The patient even lived, surprisingly enough. It's a boring miracle, but a miracle nonetheless.
So your school's gone strict. Good. You could use a little discipline. It's the only thing that doesn't come easy to you. It's disappointing about the waves, but surely they'll still let us visit for your birthday. Mom's already planning an elaborate celebration for her little girl's first birthday away from home. She'll be heartbroken if she doesn't get to execute it.
Sleep well, meimei, and study hard.
-Simon
Simon-
You scoundrel! Remember that you're trying to save lives, not end them with careless indulgences in ballyhoo. Besides, if mom finds out you know a life will end, either yours or hers... possibly both.
Speaking our beloved mother, I must report that she will be sadly crushed. I spoke to the administrator when I got your letter. Apparently we will be going on a field trip around my birthday, and that the duration will depend on our progress in the course. They're being very mysterious with us. I think it's to allow us a fresh perspective when we actually attempt to surmount the presented goals.
I must say that I am disheartened to know I will be spending my first birthday without my family. Who will sing off key and possibly spit on the cake when he tries to help me blow out the candles? (I know you were young but I've never forgiven you for that!)
I'm sort of having a hard time making new friends now. The program's goal is to allow us the most development and use of our minds, so they have us really focusing on individual progress. There hasn't been much time for games, or adventures, or even getting to know my fellow students.
My dance classes have ended. They said next semester I can begin another. You have to promise not to tease, but sometimes when I'm in my room I pretend that I'm a dancer in a show and that everyone is watching and applauding. Then of course the independents march in with their dinosaurs and I realize you've been kidnapped and I have to go save the day. Don't worry though: I always save you.
I'm glad you're making friends, you'll have to cause some ruckus for me. Tell mom and dad I love and miss them, and don't let mom be too sad on my birthday without me. I miss you all so very much. Write me soon please.
All my Love,
River
Dear River,
I will have you know that I do not indulge in such recklessness. I take my job very seriously, thank you very much.
I'm sorry to hear you don't have time to make friends, but I'm sure that will change once you've settled into the new regime. Change is always hard to deal with. I remember my first year of medical school...but I won't bore you with the details. You'll find friends, meimei. I promise.
And why am I always the one to get kidnapped by dinosaurs? One of these days something will happen to YOU and I will get to march in and save the day. Just you wait, young lady, just you wait.
Wo ai ni, meimei
-Simon
Dear River,
Have you gotten any of my letters, or have they deprived you of paper too? It's been awhile since we've heard from you. Please write soon.
-Simon
Dear River,
I hope you're doing well, meimei. We're worried about you. The Academy won't tell us anything about what's going on. Please write soon.
-Simon
Dear River,
Please write to me if you get this. Even if it's just "I'm alive." SOMETHING.
-Simon
My Dearest Simon-
I'm sorry for not writing sooner. I was on my field trip. We were wihtout mail while we workd on growth and development. I wanted to write you, but I coudn't cause of being busy.
Did you have a good time at the D'arbanville's Ball this year? I found it duller than last year. Perhapps if they had held it somewhere with a bit omre class? Honestely, sometimes you just can't depend on the so called sivilized members of society.
Im miss you terrobly Simom. I keep havning the most peculiar dream. Do you remember last years at the lake? When I went swamming and got a cramp? I dream that I'm swimming again and you're trying to saue me, but the independants have unleashed their Tyranosaure. Is that terribly odd? I guess no more gaems befor bed. Altough I guess yu finally get yuor chance.
Tell mom and dad I am okay. I might note b writing for a while because I am working at school. I had not time to write this letter, but I new you were worried so it was quick. I'll write later, don't be too worried. Sorry it is slopy.
your mei Mei.
River