Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Dasca’s Apartment - Let Us Make Mr. Melvil Dewey Proud

Posted by Civilian Karilan Massat (Owner, Quill and Parchment Books) in Dasca’s Apartment - Let Us Make Mr. Melvil Dewey Proud
Massat and one of his most trusted technicians sat in the lobby of one of the larger and more well-appointed apartment buildings in the city. They had arrived thirty minutes early, Karilan knowing that Star Fleet and Colonial security would want time to verify him and his employee and to make sure they were supposed to be there. The Lieutenant Governor was not in, and they were told to wait. Dutifully, they took their freshly-security-checked tool cases and crate of materials and sat down and waited for her to arrive.

“This place is so cool!” the young Antican said in a whisper. Karilan smiled and said “This isn’t a library, Fren. You can speak normally.” “Right… right. It’s just I don’t think I have ever been in a building this nice.” Karilan nodded and said “Our leaders work quite hard and diligently to make sure that the colony operates as best it can. Personally, I believe they deserve a nice place to call home. And besides… this building is owned by Star Fleet.” Fren nodded absentmindedly as he continued to look around.

Massat, Owner, Quill and Parchment Books

A minute later and a good ten minutes after Dasca had told tole them to expect her, she entered the building appearing very much as the harried woman she was. She paused, breath out a breath and approached. But despite her obvious stress and being lateness, there was a curious development unfolding with Eela Dasca. When she had first arrived, and indeed even that first day she had ventured into Quill & Parchment to work, Eela had favoured structured and dark formal business clothing. But little by little pops of colour began to appear, followed by chunky jewellery and prints. It was if she had been some ancient black and white media and someone had turned a dial to allow colour to seep in.

Today was no different. Simple navy trousers and a white blouse were paired with a oversized coat that was embroidered all over in large floral motifs. She clutched her usual black leather work bag over her left shoulder and gave them an apologetic smile. “My apologies. After decades of being a punctual Starfleet officer, apparently meeting times are suddenly suggestions. You can tell how happy that makes me,” she deadpanned.

Karilan nodded in understanding and said “It no problem, Lieutenant Governor. We are happy to be able to help you in this, and thnank you for allowing us into your home.” Fren nodded enthusiastically in agreemnet, but stayed silent.

Eela allowed herself to relax and offer a genuine smile to Karilan. “But it’s nice to see you, and”-she bowed her head to the Antican with them-“I’m Eela. Thank you for coming.”

She looked over at the security desk and caught the eye of the Lieutenant who had cleared the pair. “All good, Coleman?”

He gave a crisp nod. “Yes, ma’am,” he said.

“Perfect, come on, let’s go on up,” Eela told them.

She led them through the lobby and they could see that a hallway veering off to the side led to a pool. But Eela took them past several lifts to the last one and pressed her fingers to a scanner. The doors opened and she entered, mentally letting herself decompress after yet another insanely busy day. “I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.”

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

“Not at all.” Karilan said as they stepped inside and let the doors close. “No! And your building is so amazing!” Fren said excitedly and Karilan gave the Lieutenant Governor a small smile. “Fren is one of my best technicians. He hopes to join Star Fleet one day and be an Engineer.” Fren nodded enough that a normal person would have a concussion, but said “Oh yes!! I cannot wait!! Two more years and I will old enough!”

Massat, Owner, Quill and Parchment