Once within range, and the customary call prior to transport was complete,
the ambassadors from the "Council" were beamed over to the Klingon
Battlecruiser.
{Ahhhh,} though Valtris to herself. It was so nice to feel the familiar
tingling of a Klingon transporter. While you weren't supposed to be able to
tell the difference, she thought there was. The familiar dark surroundings
of a Klingon ship made her feel at home. The Hovtej was a beauty, though
she wondered at the name ... astar scientist? It was not exactly something
you would think of for a warship.
She saw Klothos standing at the in front of the transporter pad area. It
had been a long time since she had seen his face, and she was not sure she
was glad to see it now.
Klothos stepped forward and extended his hands in greeting. "Welcome to the
Hovtej, Madames and Mister Ambassador." Valtris was surprised at his warm
reception. He was not known for his love of other races.
Commander Na'Tral looked around. It was worse than she had imagined. There
was a smell, an undescribable smell in the air. It was definately not a
Federation Starship- pristinely clean, completely neutral smelling air....
This was going to be an interesting trip.
Taking the outreached hand of the Klingon Captain, in turn, the female
answered, "Thank you for having us aboard, sir." she replied politely with a
good firm hand shake.
{anyone else???}
