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Sleepers Sleep or Awaken [prt 8]

Posted on Mon Oct 13th, 2014 @ 4:36pm by Samanthia Akiashiro

Mission: Vagrants, Vagabonds, and Thieves
Location: Archa IV : University City

Samanthia awoke the next day to the native avians singing outside her window that over looked the courtyard with its garden like park. She stretched happily, hearing Sally moving around the apartment and the soft aroma of food cooking. She got out of bed and did her morning rituals.

"Breakfast is ready, Miss Samanthia!" Sally called from the kitchen as she set the table for two.

Samanthia scampered out wearing the hot white number she wore to the "Dive" back on SB-332. She moved with ease, carrying her sensible high heels and wearing a pair of scruffy tennis shoes. Setting the High heels next to her purse as she passed the little table that sat next to the door to the apartment.

"Smells wonderful Sally," Samanthia gave the young Archian Girl a smile of warmth as she sat down at the table.

Sally beamed with pride as she sat the plate of food before Samanthia and one at her spot. "You're gonna make a lot of guys get whiplash with that outfit!" She giggled, "My daddy and mom will kill me if I wore something like that."

"Same here. But fortunately for me. I'm an adult now." Samanthia smiled as she took a bite of the breakfast Sally had fixed. "Your outfit compliments you nicely." Getting an eye roll from Sally, but could see that Sally was pleased with the compliment.

They ate in silence and helped each other clean up the breakfast mess once the meal was over. They both left the apartment together and caught the surface transport to the University Campus. Making small talk about the courses offered at the University and what Sally was majoring in.

They split up once they reached the Campus Transit stop, each going their own seperate ways. Samanthia smiled softly as she moved towards the main admin buildings to see her Councilor about the upcoming semenster and courses offered.

She smiled as she still turned heads of others as she passed by them on her way to see the her Councilor. She called ahead letting him know that she was on her way. Hopefully it'll be a quick meeting and then off to meet with "Mr Isotep". She had the latest brochures of upcoming classes being offered.

Samanthia felt a presence next to her as she made her way across the main courtyard that was enclosed on three sides by the 'u' shaped building that housed the main Administration offices. She glanced at the man that was walking beside her. "Greetings Mr. Isotep," Speaking softly, slowing her pace down a bit.

"Hello, Miss IIawah," 'Mr. Isotep spoke matching her pace. "I've heard of the civil unrest up on the station that you was involved in." He gave a soft chuckle.

"It's been resolved," Samanthia spoke softly back, wishing he would just go away and wait till the proper meeting time.

"I warned you about drawing unwanted attention to yourself. Should've let the cargo go." He spoke glancing at her. "I didn't want to miss you, knowing that you would schedule a school meet with your eductational councilor. You know how those meetings never seam to keep to schedule."

With a quick glance at her watch, Samanthia smirked, "Three hours is plenty of time to take in account of the meeting running late with time still to make the meeting with you."

"Will there be any reprecussions from your little visit to the brig?" Mr. Isotep spoke moving ahead and planting himself in her path, facing her.

She came to a stop, looking up at the taller man. "I don't know but my family, the Akiashiro's are taking an advantage of it. Securing their level from intrusion of the refugees." She motioned towards a bench that was one of many that lined the walkway.

They moved to the indicated seat and sat. "I may have an assignment for you. If you can pull it off without drawing attention you did with your cargo that was hot." He frowned in disgust at the developing situation. He needed to get information and the usual 'agents' of his were not suitable for the operation.

"I was delayed in picking it up. I wasn't informed of the surprise intence scrutiny of Security for inbound cargo. Oherwise I'd made the pick-up earlier." She shrugged, enjoying the cool morning, but not the company. "What you need from the station this time?" She spoke resigned, wishing she never gotten involved with SFI and it's counterpart S31.

"Just be available is all." He spoke looking at her. "You look beautiful and I look forward to lunch with you." He stood up and moved off towards one of the side building, leaving her to her own devices.

She scowled as she stood up and moved on her way. Her day was practily ruined as her mind drifted to what he wanted her to do. It sounded like some of the old cloak and dagger crap, she wanted so desperately to get away from and settle down to a nice husband and children.

Even during the meeting with the Councilor, she had to pull her mind to business at hand. She settled on at least one course to take the next semester. The Professor Wildebeasty was reknown throught out the campus as an unorthodox instructor and very popular with the students. She was assured a slot in his class and several Seminars and Lectures that went with the course.

Samanthia smiled and shook hands with her Councilor and picked up the necessary forms which Students from the Starbase that had access to personal shuttles to get the necessary clearance to use their shuttles to and from the Starbase and University City.

She spent the next few moments filling out the forms and returning them to Councilor's Secatary to be filed in the proper departments both the University and Government Agencies. She then took a refresher tour of the campus, seeing the new building mixed in with the renevated older buildings in keeping up with the modern times.

With time to spare, Samanthia arrived at the cafe that was chosen for the meet with 'Mr. Isotep.' She took a seat near the building out in the beer garden portion of the establishment. She relaxed enjoying the general banter of a few patrons that was already there...

 

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