Posted Sept. 25, 2022, 7:50 p.m. by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) (Lindsay B)
Posted by Major General Charles Tenkiller (Vice-Commander, Colonial Customs and Defense Agency) in CCDA HQ - One Small Shift In Respo sibilities, One Giant Shift In Perception (Tag Lt. Gov.)
Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in CCDA HQ - One Small Shift In Respo sibilities, One Giant Shift In Perception (Tag Lt. Gov.)
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Eela had laughed along with them, feeling a tension in her release. She felt more confident that they understood that she hadn’t made this request for a change in security detail as some sort of stunt to earn her political goodwill. She wasn’t that kind of person. Her candor here was a symbol of the unflinching honesty that she had always carried with her. The only difference at this point in her life was that she had had to relearn tact and then had it tested heavily in the Diplomatic Corps. She exhaled and leaned back in her seat. After a couple more moments, a smile slipped onto her face. “Alright then. I think we can all agree that this is going to work out just fine. And that means we can get down to more practical matters.”
She then reiterated her residential situation. “I have a housekeeper, Sinna Elz, who has already been through the clearance process. And my health care team all have access to the penthouse as well, as most of my physio and massage therapy will happen there. And Cort, my Exec Assistant will have access as well. But yeah, I’m drawing a blank on the best way to prevent unauthorized access. Biometrics are a great barrier to the building and the floor, but a clever person with skills might be able to fake those. And the lift opens right up right into the foyer. There’s no door to guard, so people essentially walk right into my home. And I’d like to not terrify the other people in the building, so please, let’s talk options since I’m not at all used to whatever this is supposed to look like. I’ve never had people guard my home before.”
~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov
Nords shifted slightly and leaned forward. “Your concerns are solid ones. So just spitballing here, but what if we did all plainclothes detail? Maybe rent some apartments in the building and have covert observation posts tied into regular building security? You could even leave Fleet Security in charge of building security. We’d just be your personal detail and such. Might save some egos, rather than just kicking them out entirely.”
Tenkiller said “It would be tricky, but we could do it. Fine line between covert observation and somebody thinking we are babysitting if they found out. But I like the idea of a constant presence in the building. Captain? Thoughts? Think you’d like some of your neighbors being CCDA assests?”
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“Like might be too strong of a word there,” Dasca said dryly before giving a half-smirk. “But I can admit that beyond a certain practicality and convenience for all of us, it would make me feel better to know that response time to the twelfth floor would be cut down significantly should I need assistance. A panic button system I would assume?”
Her right ring finger tapped the table top a few times as she mulled over the next thing she wanted to bring up. “The other thing I was mulling over was a list of pre-cleared individuals. I have four people in my life I would never deny access to either my home or my floor of the Tower. I’m not suggesting we let them have unlimited access, but I would consider it preferred access. None of them reside on the colony so they’d have to come through customs or official clearance first anyway, but these four people are my two adult children, Caridee and Jourin, my former first officer Benjamin Meyer- who is a starship captain himself these days, and my oldest friend Rear Admiral Roger Kellen, whom I’ve known for over thirty years and knows me better than anyone in this galaxy, including my almost ex-husband. I know it might be a lot to ask, but I’m hell-and-gone from the people I care about most and I want them to know they have an important place in my life. That my role here isn’t a barrier.” She looked around the table to suss out whether her idea had merit or not, or would be shot down without question. She was fine either way, but she thought if she could make the idea of visiting her a tiny bit easier, people might actually feel welcome to make the crazy ass long trip out here. Caridee seemed determined to in any case.
~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.
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