Posted Jan. 23, 2023, 6:47 p.m. by Civilian Karilan Massat (Owner, Quill and Parchment Books) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in A New Day, A New World, A New Life
Posted by Civilian Karilan Massat (Owner, Quill and Parchment Books) in A New Day, A New World, A New Life
Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in A New Day, A New World, A New Life
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“Yes, thank you, Karilan, I appreciate it.” Eela led her companions back downstairs and into the space in the back that had become like a secret hideaway. She didn’t mind sharing it with Jeanette and Dashiel though. If she had, she’d have never brought them to the Quill in the first place.
“Nice spot,” Dash said with a nod of appreciation before fixing his gaze on Dasca. Perhaps it lingered a little longer than it should have but he knew he found her fascinating so perhaps she’d forgive him his intrigue.
“I like to come here to do intensive work when being in my office either leads to distractions or I just need a change of scenery,” Eela said.
Jeanette smiled as she settled into a chair that the table and rested her bag next to her on the floor. “I can see why. It’s very cozy without being oppressively small.”
Settling into work, the trio discussed all sorts of topics related to the upcoming arrival of their diplomatic guests (such as they were), and Eela explained a bit about her own experiences those first days on Oed and the shift in mindset she had had to have in order to cut through the noise that people were tossing at her. While Kenzo had a specific framework for how he saw Oed and its people, so too did Eela. Hers was all about the heart of the place when you dug down deep and why that made the colony special, different than other places.
An hour and a half later, after plenty of coffee (all three were fans of the brew) and some lovely pastries, they felt they had reached a good place. “Does that help?” Eela said to Mathis.
The ambassador sat back in her seat and chuckled. “I want to say yes, and it actually does, but there’s another part of me that is a little overwhelmed. I think I’m going to go for a walk on my own and just take things in and see how it inspires the statement. But I should be able to draft one by this evening.” She looked to Dashiel. “I’ll send it to you for a cursory pass before we send it on as a very rough draft?”
Jones nodded. “Sounds good to me. I was going to go back to the office and see what we need for set-up and then do those filings for the Corps we were talking about.” Mathis nodded.
“I’m going back to the Tower too. I’ll come with you if you don’t mind, as I want to double check the state of the offices they set aside for you at our request,” Dasca added.
They left the alcove and Mathis waved to Massat before she stepped out, her own security ready to go where she went.
Eela stopped at the front counter and folded her arms on it, smiling at Karilan, feeling that her instincts about Mathis and Jones were spot on. Jones waited patiently for her by the door since they were heading out together. “So… books. The bookcase system you recommended was delivered ages ago and have been taking up space in my hallway. Delivery of the the crates should be in four days. How do you want to handle this?”
~Dasca & Co.
Karilan finished checking out the client they were with and smiled at Eela. “Well, we can’t have that just sitting around, now can we?” They thought for a moment. “I have a vendor in tomorrow, but I am free the next day. Would it be possible for myself and one of my technicians to come and assemble your display? Say around four in the afternoon?”
Massat, Owner
Her brows furrowed into her ridges as Eela looked upwards and tried to walk herself through her schedule. After a moment she just gave in and pulled out the padd from her workbag that she used for connecting to her schedule and messages. “One of these days I think it would be novel if I actually knew my schedule for the week without having to look at it,” she said dryly. “That is apparently not today.”
Toggling to the day after tomorrow, she skimmed the times and gave a half shake of her head. “Yes and no. I have a meeting till 1615 hours, but it’s at the Tower so it’s a very quick walk to my apartment. Let’s do 1630 and if I’m running late”-she leaned in a little-“which I hate, I’ll have Cort call ahead and let building security know. You can wait in the lobby and when I get there I’ll bring you up. Sound good?”
~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.
Massat smiled and said “Of course. I am at your disposal. Please let your security know I will be bringing some tools and various supplies with me. Nothing large, but the tool bag tends to send security staff into a state if I do not warn them.”
Massat, Owner
She laughed. “It doesn’t take much, I assure you. Not that I blame them in the least. Just be prepared for them to search it thoroughly and for you and your technician to be screened and logged in the system.” Her expression spoke volumes. It was annoying but necessary.
Reaching a hand out, she touched Karilan’s arm with her fingertips, her warm smile matching her emotions. “Thank you for your hsopitality as always. You don’t know it just yet, but something important has happened here.”
~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.
Massat laid a gentle hand on top of hers in a most Hallian manner and said “Of course I know it… friendship has begun.” and they smiled at her. “As to anything else that may have happened,-” and they cast a knowing glance at the alcove, “-perhaps someday we can speak of it over wine and good food.”
Massat, Owner
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