|Role for angst!
||[Aug. 2nd, 2004|07:55 pm]
There is nothing better than a baby geek.|
Ferrett is walking Amy through her first roleplaying session. She has created a character and he is taking her through an introductory session, just as he has done for each of the new players who have come into the game. She is in the midst of making the first big decisions for her character, facing intrigues far beyond her actual life experience.
She is thrilled beyond measure by the coolness of her character.
They started this morning and got interrupted by some activities. Every once in a while, she would burst into a description of her character and how cool she is. All I can do is grin with glee.
Her big sister has resisted for years. Erin has always been the kid who refused to admit that she had a geeky bone in her body - all the while implicating herself by correcting my Star Wars quoting or entangling herself in arguments over the Matrix. She would catch herself in the midst of it, and let out a shriek of dismay, slapping herself in the forehead. Ferrett and I would point at her and shout, "One of us! One of us!" For this summer, she is giving into her Geek Side and joining us in roleplaying and other such activities. This, to her, is her last geek hurrah before college.
Amy is different. She is gleeful in her geekiness. At 12, she is barely beginning to bloom into young womanhood -- and not in a particular hurry to get grown up. She's getting to be a really pretty girl. She's still a kid, but the woman to be peeks out now and then.
This one, I can see at game conventions, playing along and getting all that geek boy attention. There's a chainmail bikini in this girl's future!