Shrine was on a mission! She bustled around the hospital corning anyone and everyone that was on her list. Shrine was in charge of Sacred Heart’s yearly charity event. Every year it was a massive headache, but worth it. This year they were raising money and other donations for the care of the refugees that were arriving in masses to Oed every day. This year Shrine was certain she had a winning idea. And it was all thanks to Major General Tenkiller. That little show at the speakeasy drew a lot of attention to the nurses in attendance, and that’s how Shrine got the idea. She cackled loudly at that. The aging nurse got several odd looks and people had learned in the last 3 days to give her lots of room. It was charity season and she was on a mission and taking prisoners.

Her last had been Jal’na. Oh yes, Jal’na was going to participate. Not much rattled the Klingon PT, but Shrine…well Shrine was unique and could sour blood wine with a look. Jal’na wasn’t even sure what she agreed to, but she just agreed to avoid Shrine’s wrath. Shrine just had to find the last two victims participants on her list. Dr Fayth and Yavia Crockett. Luckily for her she knew where to find them.

It was after shift change and that meant they would be in Sharah’s office on the 4th floor and heading for the car that was always waiting for them. Well they might just miss their ride if they didn’t agree. Shrine cackled again and stepped off the lift stopping in front of the SFCMO’s office.

The door opened and Yavia came to an abrupt halt. “Shrine!” She blinked, “is everything okay?” She backed up as the formidable woman strode her way into the office. “I’m here about the charity.”

Shrine