Posted by Civilian Urg’tohn, Son of the House of Duroc (Klingon Warrior) in House Duroc Embassy- Righting the Wrongs

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in House Duroc Embassy- Righting the Wrongs
Eela had Cort contact Lord Duroc’s office and request an urgent meeting with Duroc and Luis Vargas. It felt like it was a long time coming, even though the response she had received was relatively speedy for such a complicated situation over such vast distances.

The response they received was curt and short. It was simply a time.

At the appointed time, Eela was driven over to the embassy and she stepped out feeling vastly different than she had the first time. This time she was not putting out a fire and feeling like she was walking into a battle. This time she had fought a very different kind of battle elsewhere and had lived to tell the tale. Her armour was off too. As she walked up to the open front gates, this time she was still dressed in formal work wear, but of a less structured kind: wide legged black trousers and a floral blouse in vibrant greens, teals and pinks on a black background. Her long dark hair was loose.

Approaching one of the guards, she gave a respectful bow of her head. “Lord Duroc should be expecting me,” she said simply, adjusting her usual black leather work bag on her shoulder.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov

The guards, two large Klingons, nodded once in acknowledgement and they tapped their comms and barked something into the device. Soon, a pair of guards came walking forward, a Klingon and a human. The Klingon said “Welcome, Lieutenant Governor. House Duroc is honored by your presence. Please, follow us. Lord Duroc is waiting for you.”

There was an efficiency to the whole proceedings that Eela appreciated and anticipation crawled over her skin knowing all that she knew about the situation.

They led her inside and down the dark and foreboding hall to the door Dasca k ew led to Lord Duroc’s office. As they approached the door, Luis Vargas approached from the opposite direction. He stopped short and said “Captain Dasca.” with a salute of his fist over his heart.

“Mr. Vargas,” she said with a bow of her head, quite intentional with her civilian address. She was equally intentional about keeping her entire demeanour neutral.

The door opened and an agitated Lord Duroc stepped out, glared at both of them, and then grunted and motioned them to follow him back inside.

Once everyone was in, the door shut and Urg sat down. “Sit, both of you. Captain, what news do you have?” he asked.

Lord Duroc

Dasca took a seat, letting her workbag slip off her shoulder into her lap and she reached in to pull out two padds before setting the bag to hang off the corner of her chair. For a moment she gazed intently at Urg’ton, her hazel eyes lighting up. “Lord Duroc, I do believe you owe me a drink or three,” she said, her lips curling upwards.

She shifted her attention to Vagas and her gaze was pensive. “Luis, I want you to know, one officer to another, that what happened to you is a stain on all of Starfleet, not just to those that were involved. It should never have happened and should never have gotten as far as it did. You deserved better. I’m not foolish enough to try to convince you to stay. I can see you are happier here and I do believe that despite the terrible things that have happened to you, you will do wonderful things in your life.” It was her intuition and not just a bunch of fluffy words. She handed the first padd to Luis. It was an official revocation of the charges against Lieutenant Luis Vargas and also confirmation of an Honourable Discharge, backdated and effective the day he set foot on Oed V. The order was notably in Eela’s name, though it had been confirmed by Starfleet Command.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.