> Upon Basco's arrival, she asked her, "Doctor, has Matthew recovered > sufficiently to have a visitor?" > � > "I believe that he can see a visitor, but please keep it short.", she said > flatly.� There were too many ears that may hear, so discression was the order > of the day. > � > "Please come with me.", Basco said taking the Admiral back into the isolation > ward.�
Understanding the need for discretion, t'Llhweiir simply nodded and followed the doctor. > They stopped at the door, and after giving things a casual check... > � > ��� "He came out of his healing trance just over an hour ago, and I am > keeping his condition guarded for the time being.� To protect his > privacy....� Go on in, but please keep it short.� It will be harder to > maintain his cover story if you stay too long.", she said with a wink. With a smile, t'Llhweiir replied, "Thank you, Doctor. I will keep the visit brief." > She entered to find Matthew sitting up in bed, reading the news. She stood quietly studying his bowed head and remembering how it had felt to have him die in her arms. She wanted to reach and touch him to reassure herself that he was, indeed, well. It was one thing to know him special nature and quite another to have experienced its effects for the first time. Anyone who knew the self-assured admiral would have been surprised at the uncertainty in her eyes. Carrhae clinched her teeth and drew a steadying breath through her nostils. Finally, with a whisper, she managed, "Matthew?" (response) t'Llhweiir ends ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ | Randye Jones |) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru /| Spacedock Role-Playing Game ( | ) [EMAIL PROTECTED] | Boldly goin' where no musician has gone before! _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
