Posted by Major General Charles Tenkiller (Vice Commandant, Colonial Customs and Defense Agency) in ???? Means Family

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Charles strummed his guitar loudly and said “Oh hell no!” and he laughed loudly. “You may not corrupt her, but they sure as hell would!” and he laughed again before looking at his dad and shaking his head. “Only in all the good ways, though. I promise.” At that moment his comm chirped and he looked down and scowled. ‘’ ‘scuse me.” he said and set the guitar down and moved away to take the call. He radiated anger, irritation, and disappointment… and concern.

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Sharah nodded, “They are very good people.” She raised her brows at Yavia and then turned to Mary with a mischievous grin, “and I’m sure they would love to tell the younger sister of Major General Charles Tenkiller all about his courtship of the outrageous Nurse Yavia Crockett.” Yavia glared at Sharah, “You know, maybe we shouldn’t go visit them.”

Sharah laughed and then was quiet, turning to look at Charles. Yavia sensed the turmoil in him too. Sharah didn’t intrude on his thoughts, but there was her familiar mental touch and sense of support and willingness to help.

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Cecil watched Charles leave and then looked at the gather women. “Happens a lot, I bet.” he said and he picked up the guitar and strummed softly. Donna’s eyes tracked Charles until he was out of sight and then she said, almost as if she had made the call herself, “It’s Abigail. She’s done something wrong.” Mary’s jaw clenched and suddenly Sharah and Yavia could no longer feel Charles. Or anyone. A veritable emotional and telepathic wall slammed down around everyone on the patio. Even the constant background of the planet that Sharah felt became distant and far away.

Yavia nodded, “It happens to all of us. It’s nice to be able to come home to people who understand.”

Yavia blinked, momentarily disoriented at the sudden lack of awareness and looked around. She got up and knelt in front of Sharah, steadying her. She could tell by Sharah’s expression it happened to her too. And sudden drastic changes in input were like severe vertigo on Sharah.

Donna and Cecil took a breath, and Donna patted Mary’s hand. “It’s okay, hun. Chuck’ll make it right, no matter what.” Mary sighed an exasperated sigh, but nodded. “That’s what I’m afraid of. Whatever she did, she deserves whatever she gets.” Cecil went from strumming to silent ans gazed intently at Mary. “And you know that the boy’ll never play favorites. If she’s in trouble, then she’s in trouble. Charles’ll just make sure she gets a fair shake, I’m sure.” Mary sighed again, and slowly all the feelings and ‘noise’ of the planet returned.

Yavia looked over at Mary, “That…was impressive, Mary. But we’ll talk about it later.” She went and sat down next to the younger woman and put an arm around her. “Don’t take on other’s troubles. She’s responsible for herself. Oed is a unique place. It has a way of making people find the path they should be on.”

Charles walked back to the patio, jaw set ND took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He looked only at Sharah, because only she would grasp the true magnitude of the situation. “Abby is in custody. Assault and vandalism. She apparently, in a fit of racist rage, threw a bucket of paint on two passing individuals who are not human.” He took another deep breath.

Yavia looked up at him and sighed as he explained and braced herself for what was coming next.

“It was Lord and Lady Duroc. They were on a date, just the two of them. She apparently hit Lady Jal’na in the face with the bucket… in front of Lord Urg’tohn.”

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Yavia’s jaw dropped and she began to curse, rapidly, fluently in Deltan. If dragons were real, Yavia would have been spiting fire like the mythical creatures.

Yavia