Wilson sat at her designated seat and opened her padd. She did a check to
see
if anything new had come of the investigation of the Backriver (ooc: the
first
shuttle?).
(OOC: Randye, I will send you some notes off list.)
(ooc: got 'em. thanx)
After reading the results, Wilson jotted down two questions she wanted to make
sure she asked during the meeting.
David hated rooms like this-he liked bright rooms. He took his seat.
K'Tael settled down into the seat that had a card with his name before it.
He glanced around and wondered why the setting was so gothik in nature. It
almost seemed like they were meant to be intimidated or to feel awe at the
entrance of Admiral Smallwood.
Ariel made her way over to the viewport that was set up in the room. It
allowed for a nice view of the Bay. It reminded her a bit of being home in
Quebec, which, thanks the St. Lawrence River had a similar feel to
the area. It
was one of the things that she missed about serving in space.
(response?)
(ooc: thought there were no viewports. just viewscreens. vacation-itis?)
At 8:59, Admiral t'Llhweiir entered the meeting room. She quickly scanned the
faces present to see who had been invited.
(ooc: any reactions?)
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| Randye Jones
|) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru
/| Spacedock Role-Playing Game
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