Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Eela’s Apartment- A New Place to Begin
After seeing Kenzo, Eela returned to her apartment and gathered what she needed to set herself up to be comfortable in the living room while she tried to rest her body for the remainder of the day. She knew Karilan would be be around later and also that she needed to make the call. So she contacted Séan and he agreed to make a house call, especially since she wasn’t mobile. All she said about it was that the aftermath of the Kuusakritz was a literal pain.

When Iven arrived a block and a half from the Government Tower, he found a modern and clean building with the security desk set to the left in the large open lobby. From there, one could see the sets of lifts, with one set farther at the back on its own. To the right was a hallway and large windows that showed a glimpse of a pool. The junior grade Lieutenant working the desk, a Denobulan female greeted him and seeing that he was on the approved list, did a very quick screening. “You’re all clear. Captain Dasca’s apartment is on the twelfth floor and that back lift will take you straight up there. We’ll let her know you’re on your way up.”

Up the lift, Séan would step out into an entry way in front of a large door that was flanked by two CCDA agents. The small upper floor had only the one penthouse apartment.

Contrary to how things went usually, one of the agents actually unlocked the door and let the counsellor in under Dasca’s instructions. It was a temporary procedure until her physical health improved and had been in use all day while she was home.

Her apartment was essentially a giant rectangle broken up into visible and hidden spaces. Iven was standing in a large foyer, which had a closet to the right and another door on the left that led to a storage room. But there were also two comfortable arm chairs in a floral pattern on either side of a console table. On the walls were a couple of art pieces: a delicate pencil drawing of some sort of shop with jars of items on shelves behind the counter, and a watercolour style painting of an aurora sweeping over the night sky, illuminating a lush looking hillside. The sight lines from the front door looked right into the open plan dining room, which held double doors amongst the span of floor-to-ceiling windows and led onto the large patio that spanned two-thirds the length of the penthouse. There were no buildings right beside hers that blocked the view, so one could see the central part of the colony in and around the Government Tower.

The dining room had a solid wall on the left (the kitchen was on the other side, and it was divided from the living room on the right by two smooth pillars and a transparent fireplace. A long hallway bisected the entire place, passing in front of the foyer. The hard floors were a black matte stone with white veining, and the walls were painted a light taupe colour that added warmth.

I’m just to the left of the dining room,” Eela called out.

He found her lying propped up on pillows on her left side on the left of two plush white couches that flanked a low coffee table. A mug and PADD sat on the table, along with a piece of sheer grey fabric and her antigrav brace. A plain black cane rested against the table. Eela was wrapped up in a thick knit blanket and she offered him a weak smile. “Hey, thanks for coming over. There’s coffee in the kitchen but the kettle has water in it and there’s loose tea in the cabinet above it if you prefer. I’d help but my hostess skills are a little out of commission right now.”

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Séan stepped into the foyer of Eela’s apartment, taking in the modern and inviting atmosphere. The Denobulan security officer greeted him warmly, efficiently confirming his clearance before directing him to the twelfth floor.

As he entered the spacious living area, Séan admired the tasteful decor and thoughtful arrangement of furniture. The artwork on the walls added a touch of elegance to the space, while the large windows offered a stunning view of the colony below.

Following Eela’s voice, Séan made his way towards the cozy seating area where she lay propped up on pillows. He returned her smile with a gentle one of his own, noting the fatigue evident in her expression.

“Thank you, Eela,” Séan replied, his tone warm and reassuring. “Coffee sounds wonderful, but I’ll help myself to some tea if you don’t mind.” He moved towards the kitchen area, taking care not to disturb her belongings as he retrieved the kettle and prepared the tea.

Once he returned to the living room, Séan settled into one of the armchairs opposite Eela, placing the steaming cup of tea on the table between them. “How are you feeling?” he asked softly, concern evident in his eyes as he regarded her.

Counselor Iven