Posted by Elias “Eli” Trenor (Medic) in Creating Threads

Posted by Vashkilu (Infiltrator) in Creating Threads

Posted by Elias “Eli” Trenor (Medic) in Creating Threads
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Papa was not on the bridge. And she knee he wouldn’t be in his quarters, so the only other place was the medical bay. She flounced in, all the energy of a tidal wave. “Papa!?” Her voice singsonged out. “I want story time!” Her laugh followed her words.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

He looked at her his heart sang when she called him pappa, “Little old for story time aren’t you” he said, intentionally trying to stir the pot. “I thought you wanted to be treated like a woman?”

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash pouted even as he saw her eyes flash. “But Papaaaa I never heard the stories as a child, how else will I learn them. You said I have to know our history and traditions. That the matriarch has to keep them alive.” But she was reaching for, aiming, and throwing a pillow at him.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator
Eli caught the pillow then tossed it back at her, grabbing a second it was one. Fffwap. “Take that” he said his pillow smacking her in the side of the head.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“Oh!” She glared at him, snatched up both pillows and launched them at him. Her aim was good, but not like Eli. “If this combat training, I need more pillows!” she ducked behind the biobed laughing.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Eli chased after her, she was nimble so he just tried to work her to a corner but using his reach to hit her with a pillow before she could move. His laugh boomed through the infirmery.. “Stand Still girl” he boomed

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash laughed, it was light and joy and carefree. She loved his laugh and it was so rare. “No. I will not surrender!” She rolled under a table, the advantage of being small. Papa could move and was nimble for his size, but he was still a big guy. She found a roll of gauze and launched it over the table like a grenade.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Eli snag the gause in the air and set it on the counter, “Might need that later” he said with a snort. “Ya” he said swinging the pillow under the table.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“AH!” Vash half screamed, half laughed as the pillow swiped at her under the table. She fell back on her butt and then rolled looking for something else soft to throw. Three more rolls of gauze came flying at him as she darted toward the back of the medical bay.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

“Ok Ok, ” he said. “I give up, what bring you her, ” he said starting to clean up.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash grinned and hurried over to him, even though she sensed an all too easy win. “Do I need a reason to come see you, Papa?” She hugged him tightly.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator
He wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on her head lightly. “Of course not, I’m always happy to spend time with you” he noted.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash sighed happily. Papa was never conditional with his affection and it didn’t have limits. Vash always spent time with him, but now that she was really his daughter, he was going to have a hard time getting rid of her. He was so strong, solid, nothing could moved him. In that, her inner child was starving and Eli Trenor was the healing balm.

“Tell me more about our people. The legends, the mythology.” She was eager, wistful, hungry for it and her place within it.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Eli smiled, “lets not do that now”, as he did not really want noril hearing all of it at at the moment, in fact he still had to figure out how to keep noril out of the more private details of the clan. “There are things I would rather not share with noril listening” he noted, some of our traditions are sacred and only for tribal ears. “Lets talk about you little bird, what do you want? how do we free you from your depts. so you can be truly free?”

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash looked up at him, not tell Noril? Then she nodded. She could respect that reason. “Alright. Ummm…well there are two ways.” She moved over to the biobed and hopped up. “The first is that I pay my debt myself. This is somewhat easier because all slaves of Orion blood have this right. I have to pay off any debts I owe, plus my cost to my father and then purchase my freedom from the Syndicate.”

“The other might prove more difficult. Someone would have to buy me. They would take on my debts and then buy me from my father. Once they had full ownership, not a lease, which is what Noril and Sisnil have. I return to my father if anything happens to them. So they would have to buy me from my father. He may not be willing. Then they would have to purchase my freedom from the Syndicate. The cost would be higher because they would charge a ‘administrative fee’ to do it.”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Eli sat in a chair next to her, “What if I hired you to work for me, in here during your off time, and other tasks like maid stuff like that?” is there a way for me to pay you to do things that will build money faster?” he asked

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash nodded. “It is in my contract with Sisnil and Noril that I may take independent jobs and keep the earnings, as long as it does not interfere with my duties to them.” That sounded awful to others. But it was actually quite good. Everything in the Syndicate had to be written and contracted. Having it written protected her and allowed her to increase her earnings. Which she had wanted, because her goal had always been to get away from her father’s house.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

He looked at here “what be a reasonable wage to have you help me inventory and run tests and also act as an assistant during surgeries, I would also like to hire you to clean my room, and the occasional message to toss in some effect”..

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash grinned, “You’re finally going to let me give you a massage?” She rubbed her hands together in anticipation. She tipped her head to the side, “Inventory and business services - three bars of gold pressed latinum per quarter. Untrained for medical assistance - 1 strip per day. 5 slips a day for cleaning, and 3 strips per massage.” Vash didn’t like the idea of taking anything from him, but he would insist. If she went lower he’d just pile the money on, if she charged what she would actually charge, she wouldn’t be able to look at herself in the mirror.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

He looked at her, “seems reasonable though I don’t know you’ll have to give me a free message so I know what i’m getting for 3strips” he noted. “Medical will be as needed retainer, 1 bar per month, everything else seems fine”

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash looked at him, “You know you don’t have to do that. I don’t want your latinum.”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

He stood up, “I want my daughter free” he said “now lock the door to the room and you can give me that message”. He said, he did not want people to see his scares they were very bad, even Vash had only seen them the one time and only briefly they were scares on scares where the wounds had healed and then been reopened. He took off his shirt and set it down on the chair.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Vash told herself she wouldn’t grin and laugh. He was so serious when he said that. It was cute and attractive. Yes Eli was her father now, but she could still appreciate that her father was the catch of quadrant, for the right woman. And she would be hell on warp drive to make sure the wrong women stayed away from him. She locked the door to the bay and turned. She’d seen the scars and she hated them. She hated he didn’t have the same kind of medical care that he’d given her. She grabbed a few pillows and set them on the biobed, one under his chest and the other under his thighs. She had to lower the bed though. She was short.

She knew where he kept the oil, he’d used it for her enough, and she stepped over to the cabinet and retrieved it while he laid down. She poured the oil into her hands and rubbed them together to warm it, then more oil. She started by working the oil into his skin, coating it until it gleamed. Then she began to work the muscles and tissue into relaxing. Her hands were strong, firm, but never painful. She kept her Deltan senses open so she could feel if he had any pain. “I can use my Deltan senses to help the pain if you want.”

Vashkilu, Infiltrator