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<<Meanwhile in transporter room two>>

Raye stepped forward and bowed just a bit, hey head inclining in reference to his station. “I’m Vorraye Anders, Federation Diplomat. It’s a pleasure to meet you. The Captain’s waiting in his personal mess Hall to receive you. And we have refreshments, if you desire.”

She hadn’t bothered to offer to shake hands, it even give a warrior’s am great. She didn’t know much about those before her, but she knew they were find of females. She hoped to change that perspective, at least in regards to humans. And perhaps herself, in particular.

Vorraye Anders
Diplomatic Attache

((Insert personal introductions here if anyone is in transporter room with me. Otherwise, on Fri night I’ll post responses and get us to the mess.... Meli))

Joral sneered visibly at her as she stepped forward, his retainers almost visibly spluttering. His voice dripped near rage “Does your Federation seek to insult us?! A female negotiator. I certainly hope there is more to this group than sniveling menials and women”

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A tiny being dressed in a smooth robe stepped into the transporter room. A furred face with pointed ears on the top of their head instead of being on the side of her head like most beings. It was not obvious what gender this being was, as they had no obvious signs of gender. “Greetings,” the small being spoke with a voice that was like a low purr, still impossible to determine the gender unless one closely knew the species this individual was from. “I am Lt. Sathut, one of the Counselors aboard this vessel.”

Of course, it was all a lie, but they didn’t know that. Kaia smiled slightly at Anders, silently asking her not to give up the jig.

Kaia, Engineer

He visibly recoiled from this odd creature. Looking down upon her as one would a particularly loathsome insect, he seemed to be decided whether she was a pet or not “What is this… thing?…”

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