Kobol's Legacies

Bethany stood staring at the message on the flimsy paper in her hands. The ship's communications officer had brought it to her personally, finding her in the kitchen attached to the ballroom where the members of the Orchid Grower's Society would gather later for their annual function. Seeing that it was sent by Dani made her less worried, but no less concerned. She looked up at the young man and forced a small smile, thanking him for bringing it. "Is there any way I can send a message to Babylonia immediately?" she asked, relieved when the young man nodded. The young man held out a small pad and pen he was carrying. "I can write it down if you prefer?" he offered, noticing she was still holding the flimsy paper.

( "Yes, please, if you would," she told him and started to recite. )

( Persephone thinks on fond memories. )

( "Don`t be afraid," spoke Persephone against mouth, "we`ll make everything happy..." )

“Yes, Dylan’s talents with his hands and food? Like none I’ve known!” Bethany laughed, a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she handed Persephone a glass of delicately pink liquid. “Try this, my love, and tell me what you think? Anika brought back from Sildaraon this week. It’s a special new blend, and of course I adore the colour! Reminds me of the buds outside my bedroom window at home just before they bloomed,” she added as she sat down next to Seph on the lounge. "I was thinking of naming it 'Virgin's Kiss'!" There was no mistaking the mischief in her expression now, the glass reaching her lips and tilting slightly to allow her to sip at the contents.

( Persephone arched eyebrow with amusement at the comment. )