Model Of The Stars

Episode 30: Confession

*Starting Scene*

The majority of Virago's passengers have gathered at the cafeteria, deciding it to be the best place to discuss exactly what will be done upon reaching Earth 03 while enjoying a well-deserved meal. Currently, Harper's with his sister and brother-in-law at a table closest to the kitchen area, where Patema's urgently grabbing plates to serve her friends as the other cooks prepare more food. This is to make up for the additional people so that whoever haven't ate yet will not be neglected later on.

At the same time, Eve's seated across from the trio due to Doyenne putting her in charge of going through their options with them as she inquires in a serious tone, "Well?"

Kairi politely rebuttals with a halfhearted grin, possessing her arms folded atop the table. "My deepest apologies, but I'm still trying to discern why Miss Doyenne has left such an important conversation up to you."

Fey, poised towards Eve's right, nods amidst mildly gripping the bench beneath her via both hands and bluntly remarks, "Your concern is understandable. I wouldn't trust Eve with this either."

Eve glares at Fey, anger overflowing. "Shut it, Fey!" The jacketed woman reverts her vision to the three in front of her and attempts to exhibit a composed conduct. "I didn't ask her, however, it oughta' be apparent that she's heavily fatigued from everything. Please, accept me as her substitute."

A hint of surprise establishes itself on Fey while thinking, "Amazing. Eve normally gets very defensive when her viability is questioned, but she stayed cool-headed."

Kairi veers her gaze eastward because of Harper being stationed that way, quickly receiving a sharp nod from him, prior to viewing Eve again as she displays a content attitude. "Good answer." She looks at her husband out of the corner of her eyes, who's at her left. "Take it away, dear. I heard you and Tate chatting over some troubling stuff during our trip here. It can really complicate matters once we arrive home."

Orian, leaning his back upon his seat, glances at his wife until calmly divulging towards the pair ahead of him with his arms also entwined, "My team was ordered to combat the Taurians' Terminators with the knowledge's supposed confirmation that the rest of their forces were occupied elsewhere thanks to the Galactic Government."

Gabriela joins in, recently locating herself at the available spot to Eve's left, and emits a lackadaisical behavior. "It didn't appear like that to me." She mounts both elbows onto the table to have her hands give leverage to her head, compliments of her partially bending forth.

Orian switches his focus to Gabriela. "Exactly. Way too many, actually. My gut tells me that information was withheld to mask personnel deaths from the so-called UNPRECEDENTED INCLUSION, labeling them K.I.A." The male briefly pauses and applies his sight to Harper. "Though it's comprehensible that folks with major slack are utilizing it to annihilate those they believe are nuisances to them." Orian points his left index finger at himself. "Yours truly for example."

Kairi clenches her hands into fists, rage building inside her.

Suddenly, Fey inquires with minimal emotion portrayed, "Did you bite the hand that feeds?"

Orian locks eyes with Fey. "Not completely. I simply convey an ideal that they aren't that fond of."

Gabriela promptly asks, curiosity shown, "Which is...?"

Orian sincerely replies after returning his attention to Gabriela. "Nothing's more important than going back to your loved ones."

Kairi instantly brims delight, freed from her fury, before drawing herself near Orian to whisper into his right ear seductively, "I can't wait to get you in bed, I swear...!"