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“Welcome to the Ark Angel,” said the one who handed her the PaDD. Sifeda nodded to him appreciatively and said, “Captain Andone is expecting me. Will you please escort me to where he is?” She wasn’t usually and always so drab and formal, but she wanted to make sure she made a good first impression and that she would be taken seriously as the XO of the ship.

The NE before he replied seemed about to correct Itri, but then seemed to decide otherwise and continued on....

“Of course, sir. Please follow me.” The security guard nodded to the other one and then motioned for Sifeda to follow him into the turbolift while his partner stayed behind to talk to the pilot of the Defiant.

After they exited the turbolift, they walked a short distance then the security officer stopped in front of a door. “I’ll leave you here. Again, welcome aboard, sir,” he said. This time Sifeda gave the man an audible response, “Thank you.” Then she turned and rang the chime on the door.

Itri, XO

Once hitting the chime, a crisp quite feminine toned voice said =/\= Enter! =/\=

When Itri would enter she would find that her earlier thought or assumption it seemed of the Commodore ranked commanding officer of the Ark Angel was in fact a SHE. Drudoc rose from her chair behind the desk, standing a full 6‘2 in height, for a Romulan she was probably around her late 140s. She showed a strong physique as well as a lithe structure of stance. Her hair was a rich raven black, but oddly in places had a faint greyish tone that was not a dye nor a sign of age. Her eyes were a similar rich dark raven black, with bright deep green iris’s, she had a common V ridged forehead. Her hair came down to her shoulders, but was tightly woven up to keep out of her way and minimize the ability of an attacker from grasping it. “..Ah welcome aboard Lt Commander Itri. Glad to see you made it out to our neck of space at Starbase 243..” She said. “..Jolan Tru to you as well..” she added in the customary Romulan form of greeting.

Drudoc Andone CO