NOTE: I do not own SMAC/X and/or its characters. This is shorter then the last two. Just needed to be in its own chapter.
Chat
A tiny beep came from Deirdre's beside table. An early morning call on her day off?
"Typical." She muttered
She opened her comm
PRIVATE MESSAGE/ SCRAMBLED SOURCE
TO:
CC: P. ZAKH
/PRIVATE/
UP FOR A GAME TONIGHT?
Deirdre stared at the message, 'What?'
She had mixed feelings about this. She was angry, yet relieved that the 'genius' (as some called him, she teased him about it) decided to get a life.
Kathleen knocked on the bedroom door, already letting herself into her private residence. A hot breakfast in her hands.
"I thought I instructed not to be disturbed?"
"You were already awake" Kathleen answered politely. Deirdre still gawked at the comm message "Why the confusion M'lady?"
Kathleen was a highly developed empath, Unlike the res t of the aid that were employed before her, Kathleen was chosen my the Gaian Council as their way to keep an eye on her, thanks to previous 'events'. This made Deirdre resent Kathleen more then she should.
"I received a message from an old friend."
"M'lady, aren't all your 'friends' from the first colony dead?"
"Not this one."
Kathleen continued to babble about Deirdre behaviour towards certain subject and the council, also talking about duties to 'get on with' on her day off. Deirdre however stop listening and went back to the comm.
PRIVATE MESSAGE/ SCRAMBLED SOURCE
TO: P. ZAKH
CC: D. SKYE
/PRIVATE/
MY PLACE OR YOURS?
/CHAT OPENED/
/CHANNEL SECURED/
P: YOURS?
D: YOU GOING TO SHOW UP?
P: YES
D: PROMISE?
P: BOTTLE OF BRANDY FROM EARTH SAYS 'I PROMISE'
She close the comm and looked to Kathleen.
"Kathleen, the council can wait, I have a guest on their way for urgent business. I want the tightest of security and secrecy on this." Kathleen was stunned. As an empathy she could feel emotions, she was taught to be in tuned with Deirdre's. Deirdre knew this.
All guest from out of base where to go past the council.
"You have your orders."
Kathleen bowed and rushed off to make the necessary preparations.
Deirdre flipped through her contacts to make a call.
"Lucy? Deirdre here. I need a favour off you."
v v v
"Lucas, make sure nothing goes wrong."
"Yes Academician."
"Aircraft has arrive, sir." He was promptly informed over the speaker.
Lucas followed the Academician. "I await your safe return, Academician"
"Anything goes wrong on the project, contact me."
Lucas was bright eyed towards the Doctor.
"Also, feed my fish while I'm gone."
"But Academician, you do not have any—"
"That was a joke Lucas."
