Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Starfleet Complex- Impromptu Chats
She was early for her meeting, which almost never happened these days, especially now that the Vren were here. It seemed every minute of every hour was accounted for, even when she was supposed to have downtime. However, tomorrow was Saturday, and though she had the gala in the evening, she had been adamant about having her ritual morning wander through the farmer’s market.

In the expansive central courtyard, Eela sat under the shade of a thin trunked but wide-canopied tree with her leather work bag at her side. Since she was within the complex itself, her security was not with her, and it was one of the rare times she was unaccompanied outside her home or the Tower. Still dressed from the Vren earlier, she wore a rich purple sheath dress with a half collar and batwing cape that covered just her shoulders and upper arms. Legs crossed at the knee, she tapped a PADD against her thigh, her face set in a frown.

She was overjoyed to have Caridee and Kian here, but the reality of her daughter’s presence had hit hard sitting in Kenzo’s office. They were tiptoeing around it, and like the good therapists they both were, they knew when and when not to push a topic. That had not been the time to dig into anything, but the undercurrent of events with Cory had sent a complicated and emotional wake through the family members and it was something that would not be easy to reconcile.

Hell, even allowing it to come to mind right now was a dangerous action. There was too much else going on and she had to many things she was juggling. Could she handle one more? As that thought crept into her brain, the overwhelm swept over her. She tried to push it back and down deep where it was safer, but it just wouldn’t cooperate. Tears stung her eyes and she tilted her head upwards as if that might stop it. Damn it! Not now, not today. Ugh!

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

“Ma’am, is everything alright?”

Alston had been passing through the courtyard on his way out of the building. He had stopped by for an official visit, but now that business was complete, he still had an investigation to conclude. But as he was passing through he couldn’t help but notice something looked to be upsetting Dasca.

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