Posted by Lieutenant Séan Iven (Counselor) in How Careful is Too Careful?

Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in How Careful is Too Careful?

Posted by Lieutenant Séan Iven (Counselor) in How Careful is Too Careful?
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Shivan waited in his shop. He didn’t always meet Séan in his own shop but that was where he’d decided on this week. He sat in the workshop, looking over the weapons sold to him in the last day. There were two, a pocket knife and a dagger. The door was locked. The light was off. Whatever Shivan was inspecting the weapons for, it wasn’t their quality or construction. One needed more light for that.

~ Thyr

Séan arrived at the shop as planned. He knocked on the locked door and waited for a response. He was curious about the weapons Shivan seemed to be examining and was looking forward to continuing their conversation from last time.

Counselor Iven

Shivan finished what he was doing and went to the door, unlocking and opening it. He let Séan in, then closed and locked it again. He led Séan up the stairs. He stopped at the front door to his apartment, jiggled the doorknob, then unlocked and opened the door. Then he waved Séan in, closed and locked the door, moving the doorknob up slightly. “Make yourself comfortable in the living room,” he said. He headed further into the house, checking each room before having a seat on the sofa in the living room.

~ Thyr

Séan followed Thyr into the apartment, noting the careful locks and security measures in place. He took a quick glance around the living room as he entered, appreciating the decor and the sense of privacy the space provided. After Thyr’s invitation, he settled into a comfortable seat on the sofa, positioning himself where they could have a clear line of sight and conversation.

“Thank you for having me over,” Séan said with a warm smile, his posture relaxed yet attentive. “I think we’ve covered a lot of ground in our previous conversations, and I’m here to continue that if you’re ready. As always, the focus is on you and your feelings, thoughts, and whatever you want to discuss.” He paused, giving Thyr a moment to gather his thoughts. “Is there anything specific you’d like to start with today?

Counselor Iven

“Yeah,” Thyr said, “Jezem and I got mixed up with this Caitian who stole illegal weapons from a Klingon gang that want to operate here. Jezem had me house the Caitian and we were attacked in the middle of the night. She was so dumb, they tracked her down like nothing.” He was venting more than anything, but the event had worried him. He took a seat on the sofa.

~ Thyr

“That seems… risky.” Séan said after a moment of concern. “Shouldn’t Jezem want you to be as far away from illicit activities as possible? If a Klingon gang knows where you live then you’re at quite a bit of risk.”

Counselor Iven

“Generally he does want me as far from anything illegal as possible. But he has a point - the less major criminal enterprises here, the better. So if we take out this gang, that’s better for me. But until then…” He eyed the windows.

~ Thyr