Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in Un-Conscientious Objector

Posted by Civilian Jezem (Upstanding Citizen) in Un-Conscientious Objector

Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in Un-Conscientious Objector
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Shivan paced back and forth in his own apartment. By Eryn’s rules, he was supposed to report this. But… It would be so easy to just do. Or not report. Either way. He’d received a request that was.... less than squeaky clean. It was exactly the sort of thing he used to do. He hadn’t been able to turn it down on the spot. He’d told them he’d ‘see’. To come back in a few days.

Maybe he should put it out of his mind. He would go think of something else. Do something else. He decided to go to Jezem’s (because what else would he go do?). He showed up at Jezem’s door and knocked.

~ Thyr

A few minutes later the door opened and Jezem poked his head through, “Ew, you’re all shaky and sweaty,” At least, Shivan had the look of sweaty given how nervous he seemed, “Come in and spill because something is clearly bothering you.” Jezem stepped aside, allowing the Andorian the space to come in. The house was much the same though there were an unusually amount of flowers. There was always fresh flowers somewhere but now they were every where. Displayed on ever open surface Jezem could find room for them. He was running out of vases.

“You want some flowers for your shop?” He asked Shivan.

Jezem

Shivan remembered what Séan said about his girlfriend, that doctor. “Happen to meet Séan’s girlfriend?” He asked, seeing all the flowers. He nodded to the question, “Sure, people like that crap. You pick though.” He shrugged to answer the previous question, looking down at himself “Nothing too important. I was working.” That would explain the sweat that wasn’t because of nervousness. Not the sweat that was. Or the shakes.

~ Thyr

“He has a girlfriend?” Jezem wondered out loud, because of course that would be the first thing he would comment on. Shaking off that train of thought and motioning for Shivan to take a seat on the couch, “Okay. And did something happen while you were working?” Did something happen to spook Shivan? Jezem showed none of his concern in his body language or face. It was too soon for the Syndicate to have caught Shivan’s trail.

Jezem

“He visited after you poisoned me because I missed our meeting. He made me agree to let her scan me because she was a doctor before she was a counselor,” Shivan said, clearly delighting in gossiping about their shared shrink. “They’re not dating yet but he said he’s into her, and she was flirting hard with him while she was there. Her name’s Tandra Mika.”

Jezem’s eyes narrowed at that name. Tandra Mika. The counselor’s boss. He made a mental note to look into Miss Mika and see what kind of person she was. Something about her. . . There was danger there.

Shivan recognized the look. “You know something about her I don’t?”

“I had my own run in with her, don’t worry about it.” Jezem

He took the offered seat. “It has nothing to do with our shared past.” Shivan shrugged. “It’s.... I had a request to acquire and sell a weapon.” He told Jezem what it was. An illegal Klingon blade. It was exactly the sort of thing Shivan had previously been in the business of supplying. “I didn’t say yes, of course, but… I can’t bring myself to tell Eryn, either.” No, he was still considering calling the guy back. He was offering big bucks for the job.

~ Thyr

Jezem stared blankly at Shivan, momentarily struck speechless. “Thyr,” Jezem began through gritted teeth, “You have your shop because you promised you would report suspicious activity to her. If you take this job and you don’t tell her then you will lose your business and you’ll be arrested, you imbecile!” This is why Jezem never believed Shivan when he said he wasn’t that dumb. Because this? This was total idiot behavior.

Jezem

“I know, I know!” Shivan growled back. He sighed, “old habits die hard, I guess. I swear, I wasn’t gonna take it! I thought about it, sure, but more as a missing the old days thing than a throwing my life away thing.”

~ Thyr

“Now isn’t the time for short-sighted thinking,” Jezem said sternly, “What you have now is hells of a lot more stable than what you were doing and our work on the old ship.” Criminal life was grand, except when the jobs were slow, or terrible, or people tried to stiff you on the pay or kill you so they didn’t have to pay or it just plain sucked because you had to share tight quarters with other criminals who were not shy about setting boundaries.

Jezem pinched the bridge of his nose, “Report to Eryn what you saw and see what she wants you to do about it. Sisters, this is what had you so nervous and sweaty?”

Jezem