Tales of the Mourning Dove

[Kyte_]

Thomas Kai appeared, at the door, his face framed by a short dark crop and horn rimmed glasses. While polite and respectful, his manner concealed something Sasha could not quite put her finger on. Confidence, perhaps? Surely but it seemed the confidence that comes with knowing ones abilities and limitations. Thomas appeared confident, yes but also very capable. He walked with a smoothness and grace that was almost feminine, yet not. There was no mistaking that this was indeed a man. Sasha felt a hint of a smile upon her face as she touched the upper right corner of the holo file and watched it fade to an inky black. Thomas quickly retrieved the folder, having posted himself to her immediate left. Sasha rose and looked into his dark, almond eyes

Thomas She began, I am still getting up to speed here, so bare with me. What is on the agenda?

This is totally understandable, Miss. We are currently performing system checks on the Mourning Dove and outfitting her with a few enhancements to her drives and navigation systems. These updates will be completed, I expect, by the time you have settled in to your office on Newark. Your BWT is similarly undergoing similar updates. Kiku is currently ordering tailoring supplies and overseeing the custom touches to this ships interior. The introduction of the newest Kusari holo and nano technologies allow for a wide range of possibilities.

Tailoring supplies? Sasha questioned.

Yes, Miss. Kiku is a very talented girl. In addition to her training in administration, she is an accomplished musician, chef, interior designer and tailor, he concluded.

So then my wardrobe

Will not be a problem, Miss Castille Thomas smiled.
Thomas then reached into his jacket pocket and produced a delicate bracelet.

Your main offices are indeed in Newark, Miss, but you also maintain offices in Kusari, specifically on Roppongi, in addition you have compartments available in all IND bases. May I have your wrist, Miss?
Sasha extended her left arm and Thomas adorned her wrist with a delicate multi strand silver bracelet, which seemed to have no claspthe bracelet seem to fuse upon her wrist, forming perfect circles. It was lovely.

Thank you, Thomas, it is beautiful she smiled.

It is form following function; Miss Castille this bracelet serves as your neural net interface and primary communication device. It allows you to speak with myself, Kiku and other members of the IND. It has a memo function, holographic function and top-level access to the Company databanks. Information is sent to your optical auditory receptors as long as you have skin contact with this bracelet. It is voice activated, you simply address the person you wish to speak with and the neural connection will be established.
Thomas extended his arm to show her his own bracelet. He smiled and conducted her to the airlock and they began their tour of Newark Station.

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