Posted by Major General Charles Tenkiller (Vice-Commander, Colonial Customs and Defense Agency) in Tenkiller’s House- Tipping Point, Day 2

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) in Tenkiller’s House- Tipping Point, Day 2

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Tenkiller’s House- Tipping Point, Day 2

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“We need to do inventory of what they sent over first and see what recipes they intuited I’d want to do. If you can help me unpack, I’ll be there in a second, just need to send a message,” Eela said, going back to her comm and the message from Dash. She didn’t need to reply, but she wanted to.

| Something unexpected happened and I needed to be away from everything. I’ll let you know when I’m home and then maybe you can come over? I can explain everything. |

The reply from Dashiel was immediate. | Just say when. |

She hadn’t planned on telling him all of this, but as the implications of the situation revealed themselves Eela knew it was’t fair. She believed in honesty and so if there was any hope of continuing this thing that was starting between them, then there needed to be disclosure. This was a lot of baggage to ignore and to do so would only be to their detriment.

Sharah and Yavia shares a happy grin, but didn’t comment. If Eela wanted to share they were more than happy to listen, if not they would not invade her privacy.

Eela smiled, almost giddy and then realized too late that it was too late to keep any of that to herself. Shoving her comm in her pocket she adopted the most nonchalant expression she could and moved back over to the crate, book in hand. “Alright, what do we have, besides clearly more stuff than I even had,” she said eyeing the items from the crate as she pulled out an envelope and peeked in. “Ajballo leaves? Those must have been fun to find. More and more Eela was wishing she could have been a fly on the wall and witnessed Karilan and Kenzo interacting. They were such guarded people that she was fascinated how it all had gone.

~Eela

Sharah began pulling out jars of items and either reading labels or opening containers and peeking inside. She was uncannily accurate, able to correctly identify by sight alone, herbs that looked similar on different worlds. Yavia was clueless but enjoyed watching to see if Sharah would get stumped. She created labels for anything that didn’t have one. Sharah grinned, “This reminds me of when Uncle Olly used ro come visit and he would quiz me.” It was a happy memory out of a very difficult childhood.

Sharah

“You too, huh?” Eela said. “My maternal grandmother was also a herbalist, so I have it on both sides. It was always fascinating watching my father with his mother-in-law working together. I’d come in and sit on a stool and that’s when the quizzing would begin. I remember the different ingredients but he was mindful not to teach me how to make anything until I was old enough to understand how it could affect someone. Just because they were plants, didn’t mean they weren’t powerful.”

Tenkiller returned with a satisfied smile on his face. “And done.” There was a undercurrent of borderline malicious mischief coming from him and his eyes had that ‘I did a thing’ look to them. He went to Eela and handed her a bundle of gray fibrous strips bound in some kind of string with beads along them. “Sage, from my family’s ranch. You know how to cleanse with it?” he asked.

Tenkiller

Eela accepted the Sage with a nod. “My people have a similar sort of ritual. Thank you for sharing yours with me… Skip,” she said, testing the first name basis with him. It only felt slightly off because they had mostly interacted in professional setting and conversations. This was the first time outside of the evening at the art gallery that he had seen her outside of work. Eela also liked the idea that the cleansing of her home would be a group effort. Her new chosen family was coming together to help her feel safe to return to her home. There was something lovely in all this.

“Yavia, we’ll need a couple pots, a small one and a medium sized one. Both with about a third of water. It doesn’t need to be exact.”

Dasca eyed Tenkiller again. “Dare I ask what you did?” she said, uncertain is she wanted to know but uncomfortable with things coming back to haunt her that she hadn’t even known about.

~Eela