>Valtris bowed in front of the General and Admiral. "It is a pleasure to >meet you, General. Please allow me to welcome you to Spacedock on behalf of >the Klingon Empire."
>"Thank you, Ambassador. Have you been assigned to this post long?" >"I have represented the Empire on the station longer than most of the other >Ambassadors have been aboard, sir." >"Plantoc, Shall we move to the reception room.", Lasiter suggested. >"I believe that it would be more appropriate and comfortable than lingering >in the hall, Admiral," she replied with a smile. "Would you be so kind as to >escort us in the right direction?" >Lasiter smiled slightly as he asnwered, "Of course. If you will accompany me Madam Plantoc, >General A'amon, Ambassadors..." >Lasiter led the procession down hall to Ambassadorial wing of Spacedock, and into the room that was >to be used for Council receptions. As a sign of the times, security was oddly tight and visable. >The room resembled 10 forward from the Enterprise-D, except it was one level- aka no step. In place >of the bar was fish tank. The opposing windows held a wonderful view of the moon. A buffet table >was set out with cusine form all of the Council Members, but the prodominent food and theme was >Venasian. Three stewards awaited with finger foods and beverages. "General A'amon...I hope you will find the beverages and food suitable. I personally designed the menu in consultation with the Plantoc." _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [email protected] http://mail.starbase1.org/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_starbase1.org
