>
> (ooc: ael has come and gone? or hasn't arrived yet?)
>
(she left him in the gardens. he came home alone)
> Carrhae met Kitanya's gaze and raised an eyebrow. Had Matthew been
> relieved of duty? She had not spoken to him since they went to Ops
> together that morning. Evidentally, his day had only gotten worse.
>
> "We will be there momentarily. t'Llhweiir out," she replied, her concern
> noticable to the very discerning ear.
>
> Then to Kitanya, "Shall we go?"
>
> (response)
>
> (ooc: assuming yes) Carrhae and Kitanya walked as swiftly as the press
> would allow to the 'lift. Once they were inside, now alone except the
> guards who still shadowed Carrhae (ooc: btw, i'm sure kitanya's gotten
> stuck with some too--if not, carrhae'll be glad to arrange some for her).
> "I'm afraid that being together has now guaranteed some media attention
> for you, Kitanya."
>
> (response)
>
> Fortunately, Security had successfully cleared the decks where private
> quarters were, so the women were unharassed as they made their ways to
> Brennan's quarters.
>
> When they arrived, the annunciator was sounded.
>
The door opened for them. Matt was on the sofa, his feet up on an ottoman,
the expanse of the Earth below him as he sipped his cognac and enjoyed his
Cuban cigar.
(ladies?)
