Koomah opened his mouth to respond when the console on his desk chimed.
He glanced toward his desk before standing up. "Please excuse me," he
said before he turned to approach his desk. He talk for a few second
back and forth with a Klingon female in their native tongue before he
returned. "My sincere apologies, but I must be excused. It seems that I
am needed at a diplomatic function. I would be more than happy to
continue our conversation in the near future."
Chase actually appreciated the fact that he had been able to speak with
someone as a result of a walk-in. He would have thought he would have
needed an appointment for something like this. "That would be fine.
Should I make an appointment on the way out?"
"That would be fine. I should be back in the office some time later
this afternoon. We could meet again then, if you would like."
A nod was the response from the human as he startd to collect his
things together.
Koomah smiled. "Thank you for being so willing to work with me. To
answer your final question, I am not sure that we have any sort of
unique relationship with any of the members of the Federation. Of
course, we tend to have more interaction with humans since they make up
the majority of Starfleet and the seat of government is based on Earth,
but it is individual relationships that play a larger role, I think,"
he said with a blink. "As each Klingon is unique in appearance and
temperment, so is each citizen of the Federation."
"Thank you, again, sir." Chase made note of these final comments before
moving to leave. "I will see you at our next appointment then," he
continued as he made his way to the office door.
Upon leaving, he made his way back down the corridor to the reception
area. The same Klingon woman was seated there. "I was wondering if I
could make an appointment to meet with Mr. Koomah again later.
The Klingon woman accessed her console to bring up Koomah's scheudle.
"One moment please. Let me see what he has available." One could easily
see the woman's eyes scanning the screen to identify an opening. "He
has a slot open around 0430 hours."
"That would be perfect," said the Brother as he moved to leave. He
took out his old-style watch to check the time. It was almost time for
lunch so he decided to head back to replomat for some lunch. He had a
meeting with Sam and Jaime. He figured he could start eating and work
on orgnazing his notes so he would be ready to tell the others about
his meeting with Koomah
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Ben
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