Posted by Civilian Joseph Karlson (Police Commissioner) in A long awaited return - Spaceport (open RP)
It was a standard day at the Spaceport, people coming and going, and the hustle and bustle of everyday travel filled the wide hallways of the Oed V spaceport. Most travelers had a look about them, tourists gaping at the city proper and returnees looking for loved ones or just regulars minding their own business. CCDA officers patrolling or assisting civilians, Starfleet Officers roaming and the occasional Colonial Police Constable chatting with members of their sister organization. It was a lovely normal day. That is if you ignored a man standing around in neon green shorts and a red floral Aloha shirt, blue duffel bag, and a bright yellow cane sauntering down the hall whistling a jolly tune. He could have been in his early fifties but his face showed hints of his true age, although now he did look younger than he had just six months prior, his deep-set wrinkles and round spectacles gave hints of a higher age. Nobody would guess at first glance that the man in question had passed his seventy-first birthday. Joseph Karlson, former Lieutenant General of the Federation Marine Corps Special Operations Division, former Oed Governer, and current Commissioner of Colonial Police was in an exceptionally good mood today. He’d just spent the past few months on a vacation cruise with his wife of 46 years and it had been the most refreshing trip of the past twenty years. Traveling the stars in a luxury liner gifted to him by his elder brother and traveling across the outskirts of the Federation, hitting every major vacation spot possible, spending time breaking up petty pirate gangs, and dropping medical aid where needed was just the vacation the two of them needed. That and spending much-needed time with their children. His wife stayed on Trill to spend some time in meditation with her parents and their eldest daughter.

“Hey old man” He turned his head and his smile widened as he saw his younger daughter Tal’lia jogging up to him. Tal’lia Veyo still wore her Marine Flight Officers Uniform, Her rank pip of Major prominent on her collar. She gave her father a firm hug “Lia, it’s good to see you again” She’d joined them in the early parts of their trip but had to cut it short due to a border crisis near Cardassian space. She pulled out of the hug and gave his colorful outfit a critical look “That’s an interesting look, dad” She had a half smile on her face “Well I felt this was the best way to go back to work, I think it’ll give my deputy a stroke” He answered with a laugh.

Commissioner Karl

Jal’na sighed, she was being trailed by Tearson and Desh. They were all bedecked in their house armor, and Jal’na other than the medallion she wore, was dressed as any other person. Did they really have to follow her here? She had come to meet D’amash and Kliw. D’amash had been stubborn and refused to leave when the ship came back with all of her parents’ things, even their house. D’amash had several requests for pieces before he left. He had promised not to take additional jobs, but he wouldn’t leave until he was finished. He hadn’t wanted to come, but Konjah’s viciousness was causing no end of trouble and fights. D’amash wouldn’t let it stand, and never lost a fight. He had no delusions that Konjah would continue to harass him and his mate, but Kliw needed a change. He wanted a happy and honorable life for her, and this seemed as good a place as any to give it to her.

Jal’na spotted the commissioner in his wild clothing. She grinned, it was so different than the public serious side she had only ever seen. He was a good friend of Urg’s though, and she supposed it would be wrong to not at least say hello. Though she wasn’t sure the man had any idea who she was. “Commissioner, it is good to see you back on Oed.”

Jal’na, Lady Duroc