Posted by Lieutenant Séan Iven (Counselor) in Starfleet Complex- Impromptu Chats

Posted by Civilian Alston ‘Fox’ Mace (Colonial Intelligence Agency Asset) in Starfleet Complex- Impromptu Chats

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Starfleet Complex- Impromptu Chats

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She pulled breath into her lungs and slowly let it out. Eela gave the two men a small, if weary, smile. “You know, every now and again, for brief moments, I forget that I am always watched. It should bother me, but I guess I’m just used to it at this point.” Dacsa shook her head and gazed at Mace. “I am as fine as I can be given the chaotic flurry that my life is. But don’t worry, I’ve got this,” she said with a wink, her confidence having easily slipped back into the mix.

Dacsa shifted her attention to Iven. “Lieutenant, I don’t think we’ve met formally yet.”

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

“No Captain, this would be our first time.” Séan responded quietly.

“Ah, but if people remembered just how often that they were being watched, it would make some jobs a whole lot harder,” Alston said with a chuckle. After a moment he met Dasca’s eyes. While she showed confidence at the moment, he could see that the mask was only so deep. But at the moment it seemed like she was not needing or wanting the extra attention, and given his current position, he was more then willing to give it to her. This time.

With a nod, Alston broke eye contact, and pushed a smile onto his face. “In that case,” he said reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small linen business, “if I can ever be of any service, feel free to contact me.” He offered the card to her.

Eela took the card with a tiny smirk, the unexpected gesture seeming to play into the secret of the man that only a very select few knew, including her. “Thank you,” she said, studying the card.

It was something he had picked up back when he was first starting his ‘trading’ business, a touch that his wealthier clientele appreciated. The card itself was very simple. Solid black, with the white outline of a fox on one side, and a comm frequency for a private messaging service on the reverse. In a digital world, something tangible had served him well.

“Captain,” he said with one last nod before continuing on his path out of the courtyard.

• Mace

Dasca gave a bow of her head as he left and tucked the card into her work bag.

He watched the other man leave then turned his attention again to Eela. “This is a rather public space for a formal introduction and I want to respect your privacy. Would you mind if I sat and we took a moment to get to know each other informally?”

Counselor Iven

She gestured to the space on the bench beside her. “By all means, Lieutenant, join me,” Eela said, letting her gaze drift back out over the courtyard. Her public facade was firmly back in place, but her gaze was still soft. She wasn’t going to hide from him, even if she felt the need to protect herself a little in this open space.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.