Posted by Civilian Karilan Massat (Owner, Quill and Parchment Books) in Dasca’s Apartment - Let Us Make Mr. Melvil Dewey Proud

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

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“Absolutely,” she said, grabbing another glass and mixing another of her concoction. The saava was a hard fruit to classify. It was not quite citrus and also rather sweet. But she thought it would go nicely with the stir fry. Topping both with the sparkling water, the fizz and jumping spray of the water made her smile. Such a simple thing really, but there was a child-like delight she had for those tiny sensory moments.

Taking both glasses to the round dining table that was a part of her more casual dining and sitting area, Eela took a moment to look out onto the balcony and she could see even the growth on certain plants from even the other day. She braced her elbow on the table and rested her chin on her hand, watching him cook, the sounds of work going on just on the other side of the kitchen. “You know, this is the most people I think I’ve had in here at once. It’s a bit strange,” she said with a chuckle. She was also resisting the urge to get up and help. Eela was well used to people doing things for her, but she had discovered since the accident her body preferred to be on the go, and certainly her work encouraged busyness. So it was just strange to sit and not be intentionally doing meditation or something else that encouraged to let it all go.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

“Well there will be less and less as we go on.” Karilan said. “I expect it to be just Fen and I by the end of tomorrow.” They rounded the corner and came in with two plates with a generous amount of food on each. He set a plat in front of her and sat opposite. “And I must say, the crew that is installing the floor is absolutely amazing. They use a microtransporter to remove-” and they caught themselves and smiled. “Apologies, the engineer in me going googley-eyed for some of their equipment. I hadn’t realized I had been out of that work-world for quite so long.” They lifted their glass and said “To new friends and very old books.”

Massat

She lifted her glass and tipped her head down. “Cheers,” Eela said with a beaming smile, before taking a sip, pleasure traipsing across her tongue. Yes, it was an odd combination but she really did enjoy it.

Lifting her fork, she pointed it at Karilan, narrowing her eyes in mock-scrutiny. “And never apologize for loving something. The things that capture our fascination and excite us are a part of what make life so wonderful. “So, by all means tell me about what they are doing that you are fascinated with,” she said before digging into her stir fry, and giving a nod of approval. It was hearty and warm, bright and flavourful. Her soup would have been fine, but this was definitely nicer.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.