Posted by Civilian Kenzo B’tren-Hyrushi (Governor) in Governor’s Home - TMODJ (PRISM)

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Governor’s Home - TMODJ (PRISM)

Posted by Civilian Karilan Massat (Owner, Quill and Parchment Books) in Governor’s Home - TMODJ (PRISM)

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“I have a mobile burn unit, but quite frankly it will take hours to treat the severity of the burns and a little at a time. It can only do small areas. I would like to take you to Sacred Heart and put you in the burn chamber. 40 minutes most and you’ll be finished.” She held a hand to prevent protest, “I do understand the need for privacy. I can arrange with Dr. Helaky to have you transported right to the chamber and back here afterwards. No one has to know you were there.” Ilena took a steady breath, “To be quite frank, Governor, you and Cpt Dasca can not both be down. Cpt Dasca is not fit to maintain her role as Lt Governor right now, though she is already trying to do so.”

Lt. Ilena Rox, Surgical Nurse

“I appreciate your dilligence, Lieutenant.” Hyrushi said as he stood up and looked around for his shirt. “But as I said, I will fine in a few hours. As if it never happened. Such is the nature of what transpired.” He found his shirt and slipped it on. There was no indication of pain as he did so, but he did move slightly gingerly as he pulled the shirt across the burned and bandaged areas. “And you are correct. Both the Lieutenant Governor and I cannot be incapacitated simultaneously, so therefore I will resume my duties. He finished buttoning his shirt and began walking to the door. “Please see to Commander Fayth. I will see to everyone else.” he said, and promptly walked out the door.

Hyrushi, Governor

In the other room, Eela’s attention shifted and she gazed at the open door and exhaled a sigh. “I can feel Kenzo again,” she said, and something in her eased. She was still deeply concerned about Sharah but there was nothing she could do but sit in bed. She looked over at Karilan, reached out, and took her friend’s hand, gazing intently as she observed the sensation on her skin. “There are inevitable things that are going to have to happen. It won’t be long before the police will be wanting to talk with me, and I desperately want to help them figure out what happened to Dash. But they are going to want to talk to anyone who has had contact with him. That includes you and Mr. Torres. If I could shield you both from having to deal with that at all, I would, but I can’t, I know that. But…” But what? “I hate feeling this helpless. Every cell in my body wants to do something.” And yet she was exhausted by the weight of everything she had experienced and was still processing. But she was feeling it all, and as hard as that was, it was a good thing.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Governor

Karilan patted her hand. “Don’t even give that a second thought. Mr. Torres and I have already spoken at length about the issue at hand. If and when the authorities wish to speak to him or I, my attorney is waiting. But I can assure you… there is nothing he or I know that pertains to Mr. Jones’… um… tragedy.”

Karilan Massat

She should feel reassured, but right now she was not- or at least, not entirely.

A beep from her comm drew her attention and Eela knew it could be only one of a very select few people, given that access to her was being highly restricted at the moment. She reached over and drew in a deep breath, popping in the comm piece again and answering the call. “Hello Elema.... Mhmmm.... yes, I expected as much sometime today… obviously I can’t come in but I can take it over video if that will work for him. Otherwise he will have to wait…” She snorted. “I have no doubt, but given everything it’s the best I can do and I truly have no issues having the conversation… Okay… thank you. Talk to you later.”

Eela exhaled and gave Karilan a wan smile. “Speaking of police, a certain commissioner is needing to speak with me, which I expected and have no issues with. If anything, I’m eager to, if only because it might help everyone figure out what happened to Dash.” And she needed that knowledge right now. Would it help her process? Maybe, maybe not, but given what she had experienced, she felt convinced that if they could find all the pieces, something might make sense. Or maybe she was flooing herself, who knew?

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Karilan rose and said “Okay. Let’s get you dressed and we will go see him.” matter-of-factly. She looked around and found Eela’s clothes and began pulling things out and tossing them in the bed.

Karilan

She couldn’t help but smile at her dear friend. “A nicer shirt would be nice, since my daughter grabbed stuff for me apparently, but I’m just going to talk with Karlson over video. Elema is setting it up and I can use the PADD I have if we prop it up.” Something pricked in her mind as she watched Karilan and she understood that something had shifted since this whole thing began. The Karilan that had intervened at the Quill was not present. “But Karilan… first…” She carefully shifted herself over on the bed, patted the space beside her, and reached out her arm as an invitation for Karilan to join her.

~Eela

Karilan set down a pair of pants and moved to sit beside Eela. She looked at her and said “Hmm… something is on your mind. I can see that. What is it?”

Karilan

As Karlian settled in beside her, Eela wrapped her arm around Karilan and held them close. She rested her head on theirs and reached her free hand for Karilan’s giving it a squeeze. Her shields were thinner right now but that was okay and useful in this moment. It took less energy to maintain or to raise or drop. She intuitively understood that something deep had shifted today and wanted to honour it in the best way she knew how.

She let that image of Karilan she had conjured in Karilan’s bedroom that day where Karilan stepped more fully into themselves, bestowing kisses upon Eela and cementing something deeper than either had expected. The beautiful aurora shifted from her mind to Karilan’s through touch and Eela revelled in it, understanding that now of all times she had to connect more, not less. Sutanna, she whispered to Karilan’s mind. You are beautiful light for me, and this is the Haliian word for an aurora. It is the name my heart chose for you. I know everything is chaotic right now and things have been scary, but I will be okay. I’m not right now, but I’m better than I was. And yet, I’m still aware that I am on the edge of being chaos again myself. I need something from you my Sutanna. I need you to be my conscience, my guide, as you so often have been, as you were earlier this morning at the bookshop. I need you to question me when it is needed, challenge my thoughts and actions. I’m not sure I can do that myself right now. Is this something you can do?

~Eela