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Tenkiller's House- Tipping Point, Day 2

Posted March 22, 2023, 5:40 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Tenkiller’s House- Tipping Point, Day 2

Posted by Major General Charles Tenkiller (Vice-Commander, Colonial Customs and Defense Agency) in Tenkiller’s House- Tipping Point, Day 2

Posted by Civilian Yavia Crockett (Nurse - Sacred Heart Hospital) in Tenkiller’s House- Tipping Point, Day 2
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If there was anywhere she could be herself and not be self-conscious, it was here in this house. And so Eela danced. No, she didn’t spin the way she wanted or do anything bouncing that would aggravate her spine, but even without her brace it was clear that Eela knew how to move her body. Even more so after three nights ago. She flowed with the music, gave into it and let the words seep into her until a big grin settled onto her face.

~Eela, Dancing Diva

Sharah doing a hair toss was either impressive or scary. There was a reason she called her hair Medusa like. Her curls had a mind of their own. But Yavia…well with no hair to toss she just randomly used Sharah or TK’s hair and would laugh. As the song ended they both ended up with an arm around him and each kissed his cheeks. “We need to do that every day.” Yavia laughed.

“Lizzo every morning? Hmmm… starting the day with classical music. I like it.” Charles said with a smile. “And good morning to all the beautiful women in the house! I am willing to bet that no one else on Oed spent the night with three more lovely and amazing women. Four, counting Lizzo.”

“Don’t know who she is, but I like it!” Eela said, still grinning, the rush of energy still flowing through her body. The music was energetic and meaningful. though of a different style entirely, it reminded her of that old Icelandic band that her and Benji had discovered they both loved just after he came to the Steadfast that had resulted in one epic karaoke performance all of two weeks before everything went terribly wrong.

“Morning Eela. How did you sleep?” Sharah glanced at the clock. “Yavia, we gotta get ready. We are supposed to be there early today.”

Yavia

Charles looked at Eela and said “I’m off till 1400. I can help you with the apartment, if you want.”

Tenkiller

Eela gazed at him a long moment and then nodded. It wasn’t so much that she needed help with the rituals but to have someone there with her to face that odd demon? Yeah, that would be nice. “I’d like that, thank you.”

She moved over before they could disappear and still feeling that moment of bonding the dancing induced, Eela stepped up to Sharah and wrapped her arms around Sharah. She said nothing but allowed all the affection and gratitude she felt to seep out of her.

Sharah took a step back and did an awkward shuffle when two people are trying to get out of each others’ way. Eela wasn’t trying to get around Sharah though, she was going to hug her. It was a tidal wave, engulfing and everywhere as it crashed into her. As soon as Eela turned to Yavia, Sharah hurried down the stairs and closing the door to her room behind her.

Eela let her go and then hugged Yavia as well, but as she pulled back, she smirked at the Deltan. “You know, I’m definitely reconsidering wearing the silver dress for the showcase on Thursday. I think I’m in the mood for a little impractical.”

“I’m glad, Eela.” Yavia turned to Charles, sharing a look with him. “Please tell me you have time to make those breakfast sandwiches before we leave?” They were amazing. Of course Sharah would be happy with apple butter and toast. Then with another look Yavia hurried down the stairs after Sharah.

Sharah

Returning her attention to Charles, Eela smiled. “Don’t worry about the trouble of breakfast unless you really want to, but either way, don’t mind me. I have a morning ritual to do.” Standing out there yesterday had made her try to recall the last time she had practiced Ku Ralai on a daily basis. Since at least her accident, for sure. Six years, really? Well, that was going to change right now. All these small things she had given away or somehow lost were being reclaimed one by one.

In her pyjamas, Eela stepped out the back door and made her way outside to greet the new day with gratitude and to connect with the world of Oed.

~Eela


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