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Oed V

Seven Palms Hotel - Manners. Maketh. The Man.

Posted by Civilian Kodek Vonn (Colonial Intelligence Agent) in Seven Palms Hotel - Manners. Maketh. The Man.

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Seven Palms Hotel - Manners. Maketh. The Man.

Posted by Civilian Kodek Vonn (Colonial Intelligence Agent) in Seven Palms Hotel - Manners. Maketh. The Man.
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They had a Breen on staff. Fantastic Or at least covertly. Good Gods what kind of place had Eela tangled herself up in? “I’ve been read the riot act, you don’t need to try to scare me into anything. I got the message and I am leaving,” he said.

~Cory Fletcher

The helmet moved back and forth as a tsk tsk tsk sound came from it. It looked back up at the man and the voice said “Then the answer is ‘No’, you do not understand. You see, Mr. Fletcher.. father of Carridee Sevren and Jourin Dasca-Fletcher… grandfather of Alais Sevren… father-in-law to Kian Sevren… and newly divorced ex-husband of Lieutenant Governor Eela Dasca… I am not here to yell at you. Nor am I here to try and scare you. My instructions…” and the Breen slowly rose to their feet and moved towards him, their over 2 meter height now standing far above and uncomfortably close to him, “… are to ensure you regret ever coming here.”

Vonn

Cory had to stretch his neck to look up at the being who clearly was not just saying words for the fun of it. Fear touched his eyes. “I already do,” he said quietly, all trace of the smart-ass tone evaporating.

~Cory Fletcher

“No… you don’t. But you will, I assure you.” A gauntlets hand moved slowly and inexorably to the front of his shirt and grabbed a handful of material. Slowly, Cory rose off the bed until he was eye-to-visor with the Breen. In a flash of movement, he was pinned to the wall, his feet off the ground. “You will leave. You will never return. You will never instigate contact with Eela Dasca again as long as you live. You will discuss what you did with no one save a therapist. And if she so chooses to discuss what you did with those you have in common, you will immediately acknowledge your actions and beg. on. your. knees. for her forgiveness.” The Breen raised him up higher and pressed him harder into the wall, making breathing a difficult task. “Should you fail to fulfill any of these conditions… should you ever try to set foot on Oed V again without Eela Dasca’s explicit permission… Mr. Fletcher… I will come for you… I will find you… and I will spend the next standard year mailing parts of you to places where your flesh will be sold as food. NOW do you understand what my words mean?! NOW do you regret coming to this place?!” the visor screamed at him.

Vonn

There was something about a lack of air that really changed a person’s perspective. And oh how he listened as the Breen laid out the exact list of exceptions. At the end, all he could do was give a succinct couple of nods.

~Cory

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