Posted by Major General Charles Tenkiller (Vice-Commander, Colonial Customs and Defense Agency) in Plaza Exchange - Skipping Class
It was a quarter to one when Tenkiller arrived at the Plaza Exchange, Oed’s own bazaar and mecca for deals… both legitimate and otherwise. The vendors were out and there was music and the stomach of street food and everything was vibrant colors.

Tenkiller leaned up against the wall of a nearby storefront. He was no longer in uniform; now he was dressed in blue jeans, brown boots, a Western-style red and white checked shirt… and a cowboy hat pulled low over his eyes to shield them from the bright Oed sun.

Tenkiller

Ilena was a good friend. A small request and half an hour after Charles left, Ilena called the house saying Sharah was needed at the hospital. In her office she had changed into jeans and sandles, with a sleevless deep red button down. She used a single clip to pull her Medusa like curls out of her face and tucked her combadge into her pocket.

10 minutes to 1 Sharah was moving her way through the entrance to the Plaza Exchange. If the PE was vibrant on the senses it was no less so on the telepathic senses. She was listening for the one presence in the crowd she wanted to find, and avoiding others. She felt him immediately, spotting him through the crowd took a bit longer. The four gods help her, he was wearing that hat. ‘Charles, it should be illegal for you to look that good.’

Sharah