> She walked to the bed and lifted up a maile lei. "For the groom. I
> figured it would go with any color you wore."
>
> He smiled warmly. "Thank you. It is perfect. As is everything. I
> cannot tell you how much I appreciate all that you have done for us,
> this day, and all the others."
She returned it to lie beside its twin. "The other is for Samuel," she said.
"Has he arrived yet, do you know?" Matt asked. He was hoping the admiral wasn't having second thoughts about his role in all this.
> Downstairs at the transporter console, a signal came through. A
> cloistered monastary in Ireland was calling. Father Patrick Francis
> O'Malley was requesting transport.
Upstairs, a single chime sounded from a nearby wall comm. Kalina said
to Matt,
"I have to go. Your celebrant has arrived. I'd like to talk with him to see
if he needs anything further for the ceremony itself."
"I doubt he will. You'll like Father Patrick, though. This I can assure you."
She walked quickly down to the garden, arriving just moments after the
gentleman
appeared on the transporter padd.
"Aloha," she said to him. "I'm Kalina Haleakala."
"Father Patrick Francis O'Malley," he introduced himself. "A pleasure, ma'am."
> figured it would go with any color you wore."
>
> He smiled warmly. "Thank you. It is perfect. As is everything. I
> cannot tell you how much I appreciate all that you have done for us,
> this day, and all the others."
She returned it to lie beside its twin. "The other is for Samuel," she said.
"Has he arrived yet, do you know?" Matt asked. He was hoping the admiral wasn't having second thoughts about his role in all this.
> Downstairs at the transporter console, a signal came through. A
> cloistered monastary in Ireland was calling. Father Patrick Francis
> O'Malley was requesting transport.
Upstairs, a single chime sounded from a nearby wall comm. Kalina said
to Matt,
"I have to go. Your celebrant has arrived. I'd like to talk with him to see
if he needs anything further for the ceremony itself."
"I doubt he will. You'll like Father Patrick, though. This I can assure you."
She walked quickly down to the garden, arriving just moments after the
gentleman
appeared on the transporter padd.
"Aloha," she said to him. "I'm Kalina Haleakala."
"Father Patrick Francis O'Malley," he introduced himself. "A pleasure, ma'am."
"Before you join Matt, do you wish to meet with Carrhae?"
"Of course," he told her, smiling widely. "I already know way too much about Matt, including the fact that he is likely to keep me tied up with a length confession before the celebration. Let me first meet the woman he clearly does not deserve."
(eh?)
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Randy
Randy
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