Posted March 27, 2023, 2:58 p.m. by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) (Lindsay B)
Posted by Major General Charles Tenkiller (Vice-Commander, Colonial Customs and Defense Agency) in Tenkiller’s House- Tipping Point, Day 2
Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Tenkiller’s House- Tipping Point, Day 2
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) 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.”
Charles looked at Eela and said “I’m off till 1400. I can help you with the apartment, if you want.”
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.
Eela stood there trying to digest what was going on her eyes gazing towards the stairs with concern even as she withdrew mentally. She had hugged Sharah before without any issues, but this was clearly different. Sharah had felt more distant to her since yesterday and she wished she understood. She looked at Charles questioningly.
He waited until he heard the door close and shrugged, but his face showed concern. “Sharah feels others very intensely. The more intense the feeling is for you, the WAY more intense it is to her.” He wasn’t going to go into Sharah’s personal business, but he had to say something so he said “Her empathy filter is not really effective at times, so she can get overwhelmed easily. V will help her recenter. And don’t worry. You didn’t know. She isn’t gonna be mad or anything… she just needs some internal quiet.”
Eela nodded, comprehension settling over her. “And our emotions were all closer to the surface from the dancing, too. I will be more mindful going forward.”
He started cooking, making his trademark breakfast sandwiches of egg, cheese, and bacon. Although it was noticeable that he was making a vegetarian version for Eela.
Decades of travelling space and interacting with different cultures as made Eela adaptable. She was willing to try anything at least once, even if it might not always mesh well with her own preferences, and this was especially true with food. It was, as her and Kenzo had discussed, a great connector, even if you disliked something. Especially given the state she had arrived at this house in, Eela hadn’t really been in the frame of mind to state preferences, nor did she feel it necessary.
His gesture, as seemingly small as it might be to others, did not go unnoticed. Eela touched his arm and smiled. “Smells great. I’ll just be a minute,” she said before pointing outside.
Slipping out the door in her bare feet and down to the spot she had come to yesterday. Eela waited till she could feel that tenuous connection and then lifted her hands up to the sky, beginning the Ku Ralai, the ritual greeting of the day. She used to do this everyday, but it had fallen out of her practice after her accident along with a lot of her other spiritual practices. One by one she was bring them back, collecting them as the precious pieces of herself they were.
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