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Eela's Apartment- Processing (TMODJ)

Posted Feb. 20, 2024, 9:44 p.m. by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) (Lindsay B)

The slider pulled up to the secured side entrance, which became necessary after a few of the press had camped out hoping to get some comments. Her security team was not only larger than usual, but they were not taking any chances and Eela had been very clear that she was not ready to speak to anyone publicly. Not yet.

Caridee got out first, shifting the bag on her shoulder and offered her mom a hand. Eela took it, feeling the stiffness increase by the minute. Stress always made her body hurt more and given everything else that had happened she wasn’t surprised. As they entered the lobby heading for her secure lift, Eela ventured over to the security desk. Haskins was on again. “Hello, Ensign.”

“Ma’am,” he said, rising to his feet. “I’m so sorry for your loss,” Haskins said with utter sincerity.

Eela could only nod. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe or appreciate the sentiment, but it was going to be like this for awhile and she wasn’t sure how much more she could manage today. “Karilan Massat will be arriving anytime now. Please let them come right up as soon as they are cleared. They’ll be staying with me for the time being.”

“Of course, Ma’am.”

The two women headed up to Eela’s penthouse on the twelfth floor. The familiar guards at her door were a strange comfort and she gave them both a nod as she unlocked her door. Soon she was standing in her foyer and going through the motions of taking off her coat and boots.

“How about a hot bath?” Caridee suggested. “It would help your muscles.”

Eela nodded and moved to the right down the hallway towards her bedroom. The door was open and she stood in the doorway, her body paralyzed as she took in the signs of the morning and last night. Her silk robe cast on the bed, the covers still flung to one side. Hints of her perfume, of the scented candle she had lit. It all washed over her body and she could pick out all the sensations. Everything was still so engrained in her mind and though it was hard to separate out, she let the feel of his hands on her skin drown out the other touch memories she wanted to banish. Pressure on her shoulder made her spin. Caridee.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” she said softly, taking her mothers hand and letting that precious bond between mother and daughter flow between them.

“I know.” Eela took in a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment to steady herself. Looking at her daughter again, Eela sighed. “The tub is in my ensuite.”

“You don’t have to to go in there until you’re ready. Is there a tub in the other bathrooms?”

She nodded. “In the main bathroom across from the guest room.”

“Then if you’re not ready to go in here tonight, then you can use the other one. You can even sleep in the guest room. We’ll figure it out, I promise.”

Eela squeezed Caridee’s hand and just stood there, closing her eyes and trying to figure out where she was at exactly.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.


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