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"General A'amon...I hope you will find the beverages and food
suitable. I
personally designed the menu in consultation with the Plantoc." "I am impressed by your selection, Admiral. It is not easy to arrive at some ingredients for Venasian cuisine. I am sure we will enjoy the refreshment." He turned at some new arrivals. "Yes," he smiled, beckoning them over, "Allow me to introduce to you some members of my staff. This is Torell Janaki, Head Secretary." Torell was a typical Venasian male - slender, pale, with gold-flecked blue eyes and vestigial webbing. While Venasians would tell others that there were definite distinguishable differences between members of the different families, about the only thing which set Torell apart from others was his Secretary's uniform. He came forward and gave a crisp tilt of his head, but otherwise said little. "This is General Darena T'landran, Fleetmaster." A Venasian woman with a severe almost-Vulcan hairstyle came forward. "Admiral," she said with brisk efficiency, "It is an honor to meet you." The Ferengi Grand Proxy had hung back while everyone was speaking. He was not overly comfortable with large groups of people. He had a feeling that most of his colleagues did not see him as measuring up. He was intrigued by the Venasians. They always seemed a bit mysterious to him and they were becoming even more so as he met more of them. Valtris had bowed her head as the General introduced each member of his staff. She knew few Venasians, but these folks made her wary. She was not sure why. One would think that the current representative to the Council would disturb her more with her Borg implants, but these three made her spine run cold. "It is a pleasure to meet your staff, General," said the Plantoc in response to the introductions. "I am sure that they serve you and your people well." (anyone?)
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