Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in The Quill & Parchment: TMODJ (PRSIM)

Posted by Civilian Karilan Massat (Owner, Quill and Parchment Books) in The Quill & Parchment: TMODJ (PRSIM)

Posted by Civilian Kenzo B’tren-Hyrushi (Governor) in The Quill & Parchment: TMODJ (PRSIM)
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Karilan held her hand on Eela’s face. “Whatever you think you need, you must get it the right way. If Mr. Jones is d-… if he is as you say… then there is going to be an incredibly detailed and far reaching investigation. And any whiff of impropriety, collusion, government cover up… that will do far more damage to Oed than this. You are the Lieutenant Governor, Eela. How would that look if you are interviewing people before even the police? How would that look?” and she looked her straight in the eye and said “How would Kenzo react to that?” She shook her head slightly. “No. Love, you are in shock. As you should be. You need to tale a step back. Allow yourself to feel… even if just for a few hours. But go home, Eela.. Go home and stay out of this until it is time for you to be in it. Go. Call Kenzo. The two of you have dealt with blows before. You need to be a team now.”

Karilan

A part of her brain knew there was logic and good sense in what her friend was saying, but it all just seemed… wrong. Eela was a do-er. She was not good at sitting on the sidelines waiting for others to do the work. She rolled up her sleeves and got in there with them.

A tiny nod was Eela’s only response. Still there were no emotions, nothing for her to even quell.

Eela stepped out of the shop, moving with slow and careful steps, her intense focus of earlier evaporated. She did not, as Karilan told her to, go home. No, she wandered down the street to Sloane Square and found herself on a bench. Goodness knows what her security detail though as she was a woman of few words right now. The number of people who knew what was going on was exceptionally small, after all. And all Eela could think was that she would go see Jeanette in a bit once the woman was home, or at the embassy. Dash was like family to the Mathis’. This was nothing short of devastating for them.

~Eela

How long she sat there was unknown, but a soft clearing of the throat of one of her Security detail broke the silence. “Ma’am, we have to go. The Governor has called for you. We are to take you to his home right away.”

Security

It was barely dawn yet and fewer people were moving about the colony than even half an hour from now. Most were shift workers. Soon, those that had an early start to their days, or people like her whose schedule was rarely consistent, would take to the streets and transportation modes and the energy present would escalate dramatically. It was beautiful that energy. Vibrant. But right now, the darkness and quiet suited her. She didn’t want to contend with a ton of people who had no idea that things had just imploded. She hadn’t even be aware enough to grab a coat but the morning chill too didn’t even register on her senses.

Eela registered the agent’s words, but the only acknowledgement that she had heard them was her slow rise from the bench and that she moved to the slider without needing to be corralled.
~Eela

Back inside the bookstore, Karilan walked slowly back to the coffee bar and looked at her new employee. “Mr. Torres…” She began softly, “…I… I’m so sorry. I know you and Mr. Jones were close. And that was no way to find out. Please, have a seat. I’ll make us both something.” She gestured to one of the tables and then went about making a special coffee fou d only on Delta III.

Raf pulled the last bag out of the crate and then collapsed the container, sliding it to the side. He moved to the table and sat down with a sigh.

She set a cup in front of Torres and took a seat. “How do you feel?” she asked gingerly.

Karilan

His hands slipped around the mug, soaking in the warmth just until the point where it became uncomfortable. “He and I… we’ve lost a lot of the people we’ve known. Dash was the only one who truly made it out when he was younger.” Raf lifted his gaze to meet Karilan’s. “And honestly I’d rather have heard it from her than from some news report. I guess… I just never thought Dash would go before me, ya know? Given our lives and all.”

~Raf Torres