Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Eela’s Apartment- Processing (TMODJ)

Posted by Civilian Karilan Massat (Owner, Quill and Parchment Books) in Eela’s Apartment- Processing (TMODJ)

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Eela’s Apartment- Processing (TMODJ)

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For a moment Eela tore her eyes away from the canar and Karilan, and looked over the bedroom that was so different than any one she had had in her life this far.
Only a few people, like Karilan, had seen her bedroom and most might have been surprised to see how different it was from the rest of her penthouse. Like everywhere else, it was filled with soft colours and a multitude of textures, and there were the same floor to ceiling windows in places, but that’s where the similarities ended.

From the ceiling were swaths of cloth in shades of dark and pale blue. They dropped the visible ceiling creating a cozier space. Her bed was large and had a thick duvet and different soft blankets. The furniture was all a darker wood and was more ornately carved than anything else in her home. While the windows were also able to be tinted, she had actual drapes with a white, green and blue floral pattern framing them. They overlooked a corner of her patio garden that most people didn’t see and in the daylight was filled with blooming flowers she had planned out carefully to provide a constant succession of colour.

The hard floors were covered in plush rugs in similar colours and laid out so her strides never struck something harshly. In the corner nestled amongst the windows was a plush chaise lounge in a midnight blue with pillows and another blanket where she could relax and read. Beside that was a console table where the canar rested in its blue velvet bag.

There was a door to a large walk-in closet opposite the bed, and another door next to it that led to a luxurious bathroom with a separate large tub and walk-in shower.

Eela nodded, as much to herself as to Karilan, and moved over to the canar, the object even now she felt somehow betrayed by. “The brain of many humanoids is geared towards a negativity bias, because paying attention to the bad things can keep us safe. So then, to counter the bad experiences we need several positive ones for each negative one. The more intense a negative experiences, the more powerful the positive ones need to be to counter it and bring us back into balance.” She turned and smirked slightly. “I might not have been a practicing therapist for a rather long time but it’s funny how easily it all comes back to me.”

She inhaled deeply and let it out, her shoulders relaxing. “What you say makes sense on many levels. My unease with the canar, and with the accidental trauma it facilitated, can only be countered by many positive experiences with it.” Eela reached up and rubbed her eyes. “It’s something to consider when I’m ready. The connection the canar creates is…” A brief but blissful expression passed over her face, as a thread of remember joy swept through her body. “It’s so hard to describe. And while it’s most often used in moments of intimacy, it’s not required. But for me, it’s been the predominant way I wove its use into my life.” She looked back at it briefly. “But even now I think that had a lot to do with the fact that Cory was not comfortable with it, and so I saved it for others who were. It was never a whim, and always a joy.”

Shaking her head, she moved over to the right bedside table and picked up a hypo that rested there next to a PADD. She changed the pre-set dosage from pain relief ot sleep and pressed it to her neck, the hiss telling her she now had fifteen minutes before she started to feel the effects. She picked up the PADD and began tapping. “I log all my medication usage. I’ve had to since my accident. There’s been so much of it and I had terrible memory problems even after I was released with from the hospital. It was as much a protection for me as it was a way for others to monitor for issues.” A simple sentence with layers of meaning. Yes, she was saying a lot, but as best Eela could understand right now, this was her way of letting Karilan into her world more. If they were going to be so deeply entrenched in her everyday life, especially here in her own home, then she wanted them to understand not only what they were getting themselves into, but what Eela dealt with that sometimes she just kept to herself or didn’t think it something most people would be interested in.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Karilan nodded and said “That is good idea, and thank you for letting me know. Now do you want some time to yourself, or do you want me to sleep in here with you? I can be right down the hall if you need some time to decompress.”

Karilan

Indecision swept through her and Eela was conflicted, but it had nothing to do with Karilan. She was fighting an internal script that was getting louder the longer the day wore on and the more tired she was, the harder it was to fight. She took two deep breaths, holding each briefly before slowly releasing them. “Stay,” she whispered as the fear became more apparent to even herself. She didn’t want to wake up alone and terrified. Karilan’s presence would be reassuring and much like earlier today she was likely to be more at ease in her sleep, even if she was sedated. “The muscle relaxant will make me pretty drowsy in about another ten minutes, so I have time enough to get ready for bed, but not much else.” There would be no ‘decompressing’. “And I like the idea of you being here.” It wasn’t so much about that fact surprising her, but that earlier was easy to deem a one-off out of an extreme situation. Her health crisis meant being alone was not an option and Karilan’s presence had been a welcome one. She had felt safe with them beside her. Now? Now it was a conscious choice. A tiny smile tugged at her mouth. If the earlier Karilan and Eela from Karilan’s clothing adventures at their apartment could only see this moment now, they might just laugh a little. Had it been inevitable? Eela didn’t know but she wasn’t second-guessing her current inclination.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Karilan blushed slightly and said “Well, if you like the idea then so be it. Now…” and they walked around to Eela and took the PaDD frm her hands and set it on the bedside table, “… go get ready. I’ll go get some things and be right back.” They leaned forward and took Eela in their arms and gave her a tight hug before letting go and walking out of the room.

Karilan