Seconds later, the landing party found themselves in a medium sized
conference room that had been set up for a smal lbanquet. The table was
elegantly decorated in the Cardassian style with tans, teals, and lavenders
being the colors of preference. While it took up much of the room, there
was adequate room for the visitors to mingle before lunch was served.
The only person in the room was the Gul they had been talking to earlier.
He had turned to face them when he heard their transport begin. His face
brightened with a smile as he spread his hands. "I welcome you all to
Cardassia Prime."
Valtris glanced around the room. "You always seem able to make everyone
feel so at home," she said taking in the decor. If only your torture
chambers were this pleasant."
Melora's eyes narrowed at her peer's rudeness. "If only your reception
areas were as clean, Valtris," she said before walking over to the Legate.
She leaned forward to kiss him on both cheeks. It was not an action that
was native to the Cardassians, but a group of French Red Cross workers had
brought the custom to Cardassia Prime after the Dominion War and it had
taken hold.
Valtris had to fight to keep the contents of her stomach. Since when was
Melora so lady-like? She let the comment about cleanliness slide since she
knew that would do more to irritate her rival then responding with her own
remark.
(response?)
}}}=) Lisa
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