Just because Lirssa was reconciled with the result of the hearing did not mean she was happy about it. No sense in causing a ruckus, though. In this case, she broke the rules outright. No matter the outcome, sometimes you have to take the consequences of doing the right wrong thing. Of course, the notes, credit chip, and open invitation to travel on the Sam Hellion to wherever it was going from Ensign Olian?s family were a nice offset from the curt verdict of the Academy Board.
Everything in balance, Lirssa thought with a twisted smile as she walked the roof rail of a dilapidated grain silo. Bubber never really applied it much to life when he said it, or if he did she didn?t catch it then. It was always about learning to do a new trick, climb a little higher, or her not going with him to jail. It wasn?t often she thought of Bubber anymore. A little guilt always knotted at her back when she realized it.
Having time on her hands was also a new sensation that formed a similar knot at her back. High Spires House was still doing business, unfortunate but fortunate. One of those things that she is glad has worked so well, and wish it didn?t have cause to. Most of the children cared for there now she did not know. The ones she had brought to it had all found families. Good ones, for as much Lirssa could tell. She had spent no few hours in the past week hunting down the families for a little unmandated surveillance.
The question was, though, what she would have done if she had not seen the good care of the children? Likely gotten herself into a big stew again, gone in temper blazing, and let the outcome shake itself out. It was her way. It was always her way. Follow her gut, act ? don?t think.
Lirssa stopped her walk at the edge and looked out over the patch of city. Her toes curled to hug the roof, free of the thick soles of the boots looped around her shoulders. From below, no one looked at her for long. The sight of a person on an old roof had long since been accepted as city scenery. A city where it took your own sense of life to judge right and wrong.
Damn, she had to be lucky to still be alive. Not just alive, but where she was now. From Bubber?s little forest foundling to starship pilot and claimed daughter of two-time elected governor. Never would have seen that. Always imagined herself dying young.
Guess there was always time for that, yet.
Everything in balance, Lirssa thought with a twisted smile as she walked the roof rail of a dilapidated grain silo. Bubber never really applied it much to life when he said it, or if he did she didn?t catch it then. It was always about learning to do a new trick, climb a little higher, or her not going with him to jail. It wasn?t often she thought of Bubber anymore. A little guilt always knotted at her back when she realized it.
Having time on her hands was also a new sensation that formed a similar knot at her back. High Spires House was still doing business, unfortunate but fortunate. One of those things that she is glad has worked so well, and wish it didn?t have cause to. Most of the children cared for there now she did not know. The ones she had brought to it had all found families. Good ones, for as much Lirssa could tell. She had spent no few hours in the past week hunting down the families for a little unmandated surveillance.
The question was, though, what she would have done if she had not seen the good care of the children? Likely gotten herself into a big stew again, gone in temper blazing, and let the outcome shake itself out. It was her way. It was always her way. Follow her gut, act ? don?t think.
Lirssa stopped her walk at the edge and looked out over the patch of city. Her toes curled to hug the roof, free of the thick soles of the boots looped around her shoulders. From below, no one looked at her for long. The sight of a person on an old roof had long since been accepted as city scenery. A city where it took your own sense of life to judge right and wrong.
Damn, she had to be lucky to still be alive. Not just alive, but where she was now. From Bubber?s little forest foundling to starship pilot and claimed daughter of two-time elected governor. Never would have seen that. Always imagined herself dying young.
Guess there was always time for that, yet.