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> "Thank you, Admiral. We will make sure that all attendees will
be
notified of the particulars," replied the receptionist who opened a line to the offices of Ambassador Watson. When the receptionist rung off, Bedru shook her head. This was extremely late to be organizing a reception. > "I have a call for whomever is filling in for Ambassador Watson." > > (Federation Rep?) As it needed the appointed time, Bedru left her office and went to the site where the Ramesar were to disembark. (ooc: gm, is this on spacedock? if yes, she beamed over from sf command.) {OOC: This is taking place on Spacedock. From a ETA stand point, they are passing Mars ad should be starting their final approach. -CS} Lorin was standing by a post on the side, leaning and waiting quietly for others. Then he saw Bedru-a vision if he ever needed one and always would be. "Admiral Bedru." He said in a booming voice, then smiled like a Cheshire cat as he approached her. (Admiral?)
Just then, a young Aqualish male approached the pair. He was dressed
in a reserved outfit that was traditional to his people. While the Plantoc
seemed to lean toward the blues and purples of her people, this young man seemed
to be more greenish in color. His hair and eyes were a bright true green,
while his skin color seemed to favor a sea-green. "Good day,
Admirals. I am Dai'Cou y Caimlyn. I have been asked by the Plantoc
to represent our people."
(folks?)
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