>Lorin straightened his uniform and he cleared his throat. >Candance could not help a small smile. Even after 30 years, she could still >affect her husband that way. (But then again, the feeling was mutual.)
>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." >Lorin nodded. >"Greetings," Bedru replied. "Have the Plantoc and the others departed?" "I believe so." Said Lorin. >Then another person came in and introduced himself, >"Admirals....sir....Assistant Federation Ambassador Marv Levy." (ooc: descendent of a certain nfl coach?) (ooc2: Yes I went to a charity dinner Saturday where I had the opportunity to meet him-what a great guy!!!) >"Mr. Levy," Bedru replied with a nod. "Did Ambassador Watson brief you >before he left?" >It was so subtle that only Lorin would detect it, but upon mention of the >ambassador's name, Candance's shoulders tightened. Her facial features, >however, were carefully schooled to hold a gracious smile. "Yes briefly M'am. I know of his previous position on Ramesar." Lorin caught the tightness....this was something to discuss at a later time. >A small band of people were standing together and considering their varied >racial background, it was clear that they were the welcoming committee for >the Ramesar Ambassador. Koomah made his way over to them. "Is this where >we line up to welcome newcomers?" he asked with a smile that displayed the >usual mess of Klingon teeth. "Yes, Ambassador....?" _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [email protected] http://mail.starbase1.org/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_starbase1.org
