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

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Dasca’s Apartment - Let Us Make Mr. Melvil Dewey Proud
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“We all need a bit of a respite every now and again.” they said with a smile. “And it was my pleasure to do it.” They took a few more bites in silence before saying “So how are you doing, settling in? I know things are probably vastly different than you are used to. But how are you feeling? About the transition and the new environment? And do not worry, I promise I do not spread gossip. You are my friend. I would not jeopardize that.”

Massat

Eela nodded, sensing their sincerity. She finished chewing, swallowed and twirled the fork in her fingers before answering. “I’m settling in better than I thought I would. I really like it here, much to my surprise. But… it’s been a hard transition. I don’t think I fully understood at first just how much I’ve given up to be here, or rather how many huge changes in my personal life were required of me. I’m ninety light years from where I have was trying to rebuild my life, so I’m finding myself rather introspective. I’m gaining perspective on everything that’s happened the last few years and not all my realizations are positive ones. And there’s nothing inherently wrong with that, but I’m trying to work through what to do with this new knowledge, if anything. Some days it’s rather overwhelming,”

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

“Overwhelming.” Karilan said with a knowing smile. “That should be the single word motto of this colony.” and they laughed softly. “I do not know of anyone, myself included, who was not overwhelmed by this place when they first arrived. Which is odd. I have lived in much larger places. More crowded, more affluent, more impoverished, more complicated.... but this place? This place is like…” and they thought for a moment. “It is like perfect storm of opportunity, failed dreams, pride, resentment, poverty, wealth… and honesty couched in terms of mistrust.” and they laughed again, a bit louder. “I do love it here.”

Massat

She listened as she ate, having long become an expert at eating quickly, even as she was giving someone her full attention. But sitting here with Karilan was vastly more enjoyable than sipping her soup from a mug as she had planned. “Do you miss Starfleet?” Eela asked. Her answer to the same question had changed since she had arrived here and it was probably one of those tiny details that had made her transition here easier in some ways.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Karilan thought for a moment and said “I miss the work. I truly enjoy working on ship’s systems. And the challenges that such an environment provides is unmatched. But I do not miss the politics. And the inevitable self-imposed caste system that came with the structure.” They ate a bite and pushed the mostly empty plate to the side. “I miss the individuals that make up Star Fleet, but I do not miss Star Fleet… if that makes any sense?”

Massat