Tegaea Alcori
Siobhan shrugged. "I wonder if she's already been bedded. Maybe the poor dear has yet to know a woman's touch. I reckon Tempest may soon be zapping would-be lovers of her little cousin." The image seemed to amuse her. "Perhaps we should introduce Livia to her. They can talk about...sciency things, work on projects and all that. It might even humble Livia a bit."
Siobhan was not anti-intellectual per se, but her academic interests were grounded in what she considered to be practical. If the pursuit of an esoteric subject would not yield practical results that would benefit her in a clear way, it did not interest her. She had, as she put it, graduated from the school of life instead of that of the class room in an ivory tower. She gave her wife a nod and fetched herself a glass. "Yes. I'm happy that you're getting more deeply involved in Firemane affairs," she added after a moment. Of course, one imagined that Sio's tolerance of contrary opinions had some clear limits.
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"Yes, ma'am." With those words, Elpsis saluted the Brigadier, then turned on her heels. She spared Diona in the cell a glance, then left. Once she had stepped outside of the cell block, she exhaled. For good or ill, Diona would be part of her unit. She would have to find a way to work with her. A way to not see Serene Springs when she looked her in the eye. And she would have to kill her if she became a threat.
She ran a hand through her scalp, then fished her communicator from her pocket. She dialled Natalie's number. It took a few moments before the Essionian picked up. "Yes?" she spoke curtly without preamble. There was very loud music in the background. It was thunderous, filled with loud, distorted guitars, a dense bass-and drum sound and vocal locals.
"Elpsis. How far are you on the countermeasure?"
"Work in progress."
"Got an ETA? And can you turn that down? How can you work when it's that loud?"
"I work best with some music on," Natalie countered, but obliged somewhat. Elpsis' eyes hurt less. "Be ready tomorrow."
"You sure? This is serious. I'm not letting any of the slaves get blown up because we didn't do the job right. I can send some techs over to help out."
"I'm aware. Lives at stake, and all that. I know what I'm doing. And your people will just trip over each other trying to impress the boss. I've got Mara. Nice girl. Bit mousy, but smart."
"Fine. Just as long it's done. And, Natalie, Diona's joining my platoon."
"I see." There was a pause. "Maybe you'll be wanting a killswitch before long."
"I don't do chit like that. If she becomes a threat, I'll burn her alive."
"I know what I'd have done, but I'm not you. Do what you think's right, girl. Make sure the line doesn't get blurred. If she's a resource, use her. But don't read more into it. Gotta go. See you tomorrow."