Posted by Civilian Karilan Massat (Owner, Quill and Parchment Books) in Batarael, Day 1- Gather

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Batarael, Day 1- Gather

Posted by Civilian Sharah Fayth (Director of Medical and Social Services) in Batarael, Day 1- Gather
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She watched the exchange with Urg and Eela’s offspring with interest. For a Klingon, he was quite personable and she understood his motivations in speaking so candidly with Jourin. Yet Caridee saved her brother, in a way only siblings can and then easily reaffirmed the reason for the gathering, reminding Urg in a polite way, that now was not the time. Astrid smiled softly as she turned and moved to the drink table to get herself an alcoholic beverage.

Cort grabbed a plate and moved over to the table under the pergola that had been expanded to seat more people. He smiled at Sharah and Kenzo as he passed.

A moment later, Roger appeared with his own plate full of a small selection of many of the different dishes on offer.

“I see you got some of the fish,” Cort said with a smile.

Roger grinned. “Kapp’ala. Her favourite celebration food. I’ve watched her make it a few times over the years. You think it’s going to taste salty given it’s cooked in a mound of salt, but it doesn’t penetrate the scales. It’s a shame I’m not a bit more skilled with cooking. I’d have asked her for the recipe years ago. But the replicator does a decent job,. You just lose the smell of it cooking that permeates your space.”

Cort laughed and dug into one of the many different side dishes on offer.

Cort Belanger, Executive Assistant to Lt. Gov.

Astrid Rousseau, HotJ

Eela swept over, sans grandbaby, with a plate in hand and came to the drinks table, pouring herself a glass of white wine. She nudged Astrid with her elbow. “Well, what do you think of Haliian parties? Mind you, this is tame so far, but give it awhile,” she said with a wicked gleam in her eyes.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Astrid turned to her friend and laughed softly. “MY My, Eela, I didn’t know you had such a playful side.” Her eyes took in the room and all that were present. Some she knew, and some she worked with but didn’t truly know. She bit her lip, reticence clear. “I find I am … shy.” She admitted with a whisper. Now that the prospect of specifically making friends beyond her current circle of dear and trusted was before her, she didn’t know how to start. Talk to people about business and law and she was confident.... Talking about personal life? She quickly downed her half full glass of chardonnay and looked a bit pale.

Rousseau, HotJ

Eela simply slipped her arm through Astrid’s. “Well then, you’re in good hands my dear. Just stick with me.”

She leaned back and turned her head to look over at the lounge area of the patio. “Hey Roger!”

A red haired older human whom was sitting with Cort learned foward. “Yes?”

“Care to fill in Astrid about my nickname? I think she’s under some false impressions,” Eela said.

Roger laughed. “Her nickname is Koonita, which is a Haliian word that means ‘one who causes mischief whether by accident or design’. It goes along with the phrase, ‘Adan ne quo koonita’ which translates to ‘the cause of mischief is as it again’. I assure you she regularly earns her nickname, and in all the years I’ve known her I’ve never known it to not be true in some capacity.” His words might have sounded like a condemnation, but there was nothing but affection and regard in his tone and expression.

Eela exchanged a deep look with him before she looked back at Astrid. She shrugged with her free shoulder, even as a glimmer remained in her eyes.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Roger chuckled and gazed at Astrid. “If you really want to understand, you should ask her about some of the trouble she’s gotten into over the years.”

Kenzo arrived with a plate laden with samples of almost every thing. He took a seat next to Roger and said “I may need to impose upon your familiarity with Halian cuisine and custom, Admiral. This is not something I have been exposed to before.”

Hyrushi, Governor

Roger gave Kenzo a friendly smile. “They’re predominantly pescatarians, and I swear if Eela’s food choices are anything typical, they alos have quite the sweet tooth. ” He ganced up at Eela as she and Astrid came to join them in the lounge area. “What’s that one dessert you used to make on he Berlin? I swear it was the one dessert our captain actually enjoyed since he was decidely not a man who enjoyed sweets.”

Eela grinned. “Tintinada,” she said. “It’s hard to explain, but it’s a layered dish of a sort of custard and different fruits. But there’s a extremely flaky pastry layer over top and each serving is drizzled with cream that’s infused with herbs. So it’s sweet, but there’s a tang from the fruit and herbaceous bite from the cream. The kids hated it when they were little, but to be fair, it’s a bit strong for younger and more delicate taste buds.”

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Sharah made her way over to Jal’na. Her friend was much taller than her, but next to her husband she was tiny. “Well what do you think Jal’na?” She was eager to talk to her friend, and see how she was doing.

Dr. Fayth, DoMSS

Jal’na grinned, “I think this is good for Eela. I also think my husband is saying what we are all thinking. Though, I have to admire that Deltan for trying to intervene. Eela’s daughter has redirected the conversation for the moment, but Urg won’t let it go.” She grinned at Sharah, “You know how he is about those that he considers under his protection.”

Jal’na, Lady Duroc

“If that is how he is with those he considers under his protection-” a voice said from behind them as said Deltan approached them with a wary glance at Lord Duroc, “- then I shudder to think what he is like to those he considers enemies.” She looked at Jal’na and Sharah, extending a hand to the former. “Your husband is quite the imposing figure, Lady Jal’na. I am Karilan Massat, one of Eela’s friends.” The Deltan was beautiful… or maybe handsome?… but it was almost impossible to tell which.

Karilan Massat, Owner - Quill and Parchment Bookstore

Jal’na reach out and shook Karilan’s hand. “Just Jal’na please. The ‘Lady’ only serves in the council.” Not that she would ever deal with them unless necessary. “Oh yes, you own the Quill and Parchment. Eela told me you installed the casings for her books.”

Jal’na, Lady Duroc

Sharah smiled. “Hello Karilan. It’s nice to see you again.” Her smile was warm and genuine. She didn’t know Karilan very well, but she knew how much they meant to Eela.

Dr. Fayth, DoMSS

Karilan smiled at Sharah and said “Hello, Doctor. It is a pleasure to be seen.” and they laughed softly.

Karilan Massat, Owner - Quill and Parchment Bookstore

Sharah laughed, “How have you been? I need to come by your shop soon. I’ve run out of things to read.”

Dr. Fayth, DoMSS