ILLUMINARRPG: Illuminarrpg: (5 -1207) Davelahn

[Al Muir]

Mission: A Cure Delayed

Day: 5

Stardate: 2445.10.29



(Vulcan - ShiKahr- Bazaar- Café Donabula- Davelahn – 1207)


Davelahn was perplexed.  He had many dealings with humans over the years with his businesses but he never truly understood the emotional outburst and where they get some of their notions.  It is as if they only listen to part of what is being said and then makes assumptions about the rest.  And sometimes those assumptions come out to be true.  Quinna was not different.  Given as little data as she had she made some unbelievable leaps over the logic of his conversation.


They had both danced around the truth of the matter.  Quinna had out right been untruthful, although he could understand her retinance of revealing and information about her crew mates to a virtual stranger.  He had hoped that they could have played their question game a little longer, firstly for him earn some credibility, and secondly to get closer to the information he needed before revealing his true purpose.   He, himself had not been completely open.  He could sense Quinna’s … fishing attempts at information about him, but chose to ignore or talk his way around them.


But apparently Quinna had grown weary of the game and had forced the issue.  Devalahn had to make a decision.  He had to either reveal more or give up on his quest.  He sat back in his chair and sighed deeply.


“I do not believe that your question is correct, Dr. Quinna Solice,” Davelah said softly.  “It is inaccurate for what you have said yourself. I believe the question is not have you missed anything, but rather have you revealed anything.  And to be honest, I am uncertain.”


“I think maybe I should leave,” Quinna stated as she reached for her bag.


Davelahn moved quickly, but gently.  He put his hand on hers to prevent it from moving and looked into her eyes again.  “Please do not leave,”


Quinna sat back in surprise.  The look she gave him revealed the course he must take.  He could no longer hold the eye contact and looked away.


“I wanted to be certain before I revealed too much,” he began to explain.  “I will be completely forthcoming.  When I heard that the Illuminar was coming to Vulcan I knew that I had to come.  I was already fairly certain of the reason, and my sources confirmed some information, such as a certain Federation doctor looking into events from some time ago.  I was 97.8% certain that your Vulcan companion was who she was, but I need to have 100% certainty.  I had to see her.  I had to be sure.”


He looked back at the doctor and his face held something that most would not expect from a Vulcan.  It held anguish.  “I learned as much as what you didn’t say as what you did.  You have had suspicions about me from the beginning, and I am uncertain where they came from.  So let me ask one more question.  Then if you wish to leave I will not stop you.”


(reply Solice)


“The girl,” he said even more softly, “her name is T’Mur?”


(reply Solice)


He hung his head and nodded, “She was… is… my daughter.  I just wanted to see her.  It is not very logical, but it is what it is, and logic is not always the path.  Most people feel that Vulcans are cold and unfeeling.  That is not precise.  Vulcans do feel, and when they do they feel it deeply, like the love for their child.”


(reply Solcie)

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