With that, he departed and made his way to the nearest turbolift. After
taking a moment to scan the station directory in the car, he selected the
desired deck and was on his way. The doors parted to reveal a hallway in the
diplomatic area of the station. While the rest of the space was somewhat
spartan, the hall was fairly ornate. The entrance to each embassy was
ornately decorated in the style of its people. Some of the embassies were
for foreign powers like the Klingons while others were consulates for
various Federation members.
It was quickly obvious which of the spaces was reserved for the Klingons.
Even with today's modern technology, the Klingons always seemed to decorate
with heavy use of dinginess, darkness, and rust. Chase enterred the embassy
and made his way over to the reception area.
The space was dark and seemed to be lit with a red tinge. Since Klingons saw
further into the red end of the spectrum, that should not be of any surprise
to visitors. While it was not ornately decorated, a number of weapons were
filed along the walls. They were clearly ceremonial in natures since they
were ornately carved and hung against beautiful brocades and velvets. While
many were Klingon, the selection was not limited to that race. The others
were probably collected as gifts or through the travels of the Ambassador.
There was a lovely Klingon woman seated at the reception area. She looked up
with icy blue eyes at Chase and smiled. Surprisingly her teeth were in
fairly even condition. It was clear that she had likely had some dental work
done at some point. "Welcome to the Klingon Embassy. How may I help you?"
Chase was a little in awe with the weaponry. It was not so much that he was
a big fan of arms, particulary the type that seemed more meant to inflict
damage and pain than win a battle. Only Klingons could find so much
pleasure in using such items for interior decoration. He glanced back to
the receptionist. "I was hoping that I might meet with the Ambassador. I
am working on a master's thesis on the Dominion War, and I was hoping that I
could speak with her about the Klingon perspective on the events that were
part of it."
"I am sorry, sir, but the roj'utlh is currently at a reception meeting the
new leader of the Venasian people. After that, she has an appointment
offworld. Perhaps, I could make an appointment for some time next week,"
she said as she pulled out the scheduling calendar on her desk.
(response?)
}}}=) Lisa
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