First Secretary Aitas, Aurelio & Sakon - Bearing Gifts

[Aitas]

((Varati’s & Saavei’s Apartment, Marrakech District, Amity Outpost))

Aitas was carrying the wine. And a few other bottles, all half-wrapped up in her long emerald sleeves. She’d dressed almost as if for work, with silver filigree for jewelry and plain black pants to cover the still-sore spot on her leg. It was healed, or mostly so, but it twinged on occasion.

For his part, Aurelio held a small, flat container that he’d been particularly coy about. Aitas had briefly caught the scent of chocolate earlier, but she knew better than to inquire too deeply. Whatever her father had made would no doubt be revealed later.

Sakon, for his part, showed no indication of subterfuge, or guilt. The container he carried was about the same size as the one Aurelio held, though Sakon held his far more lightly.

Aitas tapped the door chime and then took a half step back, waiting.

Maro/Saavei/Varati: Response

Aitas: It’s good to see you both. We’ve brought gifts, ::she hefted the bottles and tipped her head at her father.:: Someone insisted on making dessert.

Sakon: I can’t spend all my time in the labs, after all. Berit tells me it’s good, at least.

And Berit, of course, was a completely unbiased source. 

Maro: Response

Saavei/Varati: Response

Aurelio leaned in a little. His smile was wide.

Aurelio: Do we get a tour, too? 

Aitas laid a hand on his shoulder, and Aurelio straightened up and tried to look a bit more serious. He almost succeeded. 

Maro/Saavei/Varati: Response


Tag/TBC

Aurelio Sakon Igre

Child (how is he almost eight already?)

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Sakon

Xenobiologist

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First Secretary Aitas

Federation Diplomatic Corps

Amity Outpost

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