Posted by Lieutenant Tandra Mika (Counselor) in Retail Therapy

Posted by Civilian Jal’na of House Duroc (Head of Physical Therapy - Sacred Heart Hospital) in Retail Therapy

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Retail Therapy

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“Yes, it would” Eela said, looking over Yavia as she returned. She pushed the irritation from the call away (nothing a strong drink could deal with later) and focused on the loveliness that was the Deltan. “The troublemaker in me wants to say wear it and don’t care a shred what anyone else thinks,” she said with a wink.

Yavia winked at Eela, “Oh you and I are going to have so much fun together. I may wear it just to irritate Shrine.”

Jal’na laughed loudly from the dressing room. “Better you than the rest of us!”

Eela laughed. “Remind me another time to tell you about the time my fellow psychology cadets and I went out clubbing one night and we all ended up in the Commandants office the next morning. For the record, it was not my idea to steal the shuttle.*

Upon exiting the dressing room in the navy blue jumpsuit, Mika saw Yavia and grinned. “I agree, that one’s not for the auction. It’s very nice, though.” As for the grey dress suit Jal’na had picked, Mika thought it was a great choice. The navy jumpsuit looked good for Mika. It fit her perfectly, and it seemed to help her confidence how good it looked. The lace sleeves came down to about an inch above her wrists and the waist section fit snug around her body. “What do you think?”

~ Mika

A warm smile flooded Eela’s face. “It suits you very much. I can tell you feel at ease in it.” And as far as Eela was concerend, that was the thing that mattered most.

Sharah nodded with a huge grin. It was very flattering in Tandra. “You should get it, just because. You look gorgeous. But even if you don’t get it now, at least you know where to get it later if you do.”

“I am getting this one. I really like it.” Mika replied.

Yavia walked up to Mika and leaned her shoulder against hers. “With us dressed like this, we will single-handedly make all the credits the fundraiser needs.”

Mika giggled and smiled. “You could do that all on your own. Don’t need me for it.” She nudged Yavia, “Not just because of the dress, either.”

“Jal’na, my dear, not even going to show us the red one? It looked so lovely,” Dasca said, adopting an innocent expression though underneath she was brimming with mischief. She could intuit something based on the Klingon’s myriad of emotions today and a particular cultural concept, but sometimes a dress was just a dress.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Yavia’s head snapped up and around. Did Eela say ‘red dress’? Jal’na paused and gave the Lt Gov a look. “I let you out of therapy for this!” Jal’na’s face suddenly had a copperish tint to her cheeks. The red one had been stunning, she didn’t need to look for another.

Aha! Confirmation, but Eela kept that tightly under wraps. “And I’m grateful. And I fully understand I’ll pay for it dearly later,” she said, grinning.

“Jal’na?” Yavia asked with a hint of mischeviousness. She stage whispered to Mika, “I do believe she is keeping juicy secrets from us.”

These were her friends and Jal’na wanted to tell them, but she was enjoying the teasing and the secret, for a few more minutes.

Jal’na

Mika looked at Jal’na and smiled, “I have to agree. She doesn’t have to tell us though… Not if she doesn’t want.”

~ Mika

“Naturally,” Eela said. “Well, I better go change out of this. As much as I love the idea of strutting into the Tower in this lovely gown, I think it might be too distracting.”

She slipped back into her change room.

~Eela