USS Manhattan
Councelor's Office _ Vorraye's returning eval
Posted by Civilian Vorraye Anders (Diplomatic Attache) in Councelor’s Office _ Vorraye’s returning eval
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Zef Rollo (Counselor) in Councelor’s Office _ Vorraye’s returning eval
Posted by Civilian Vorraye Anders (Diplomatic Attache) in Councelor’s Office _ Vorraye’s returning eval
It had been months, but coming back still felt the closest to ‘coming home’ that the young diplomat had felt in a while.
Raye headed for the Counselor as a matter of rote. She didn’t need it, far as she was concerned. But it was protocol. Be found competent before seeing the Captain. She would see him next but wasn’t prepared for the tongue lashing she would get if she skipped this check in step.
Her dark blue leggings tucked into light tan boots complimented the matching dark blue, with light blue overlay, top she had on. Her hair was pulled back and hanging down her back. There wasn’t a regulation for her when not in a uniform. And she only wore the uniform when solidarity needed to be shown. With this being a personal visit, she didn’t see the need.
Her hand rose and activated the chime. She hoped the Captain was doing well. When she left, she had a propensity for forgetting things… like eating… when he was busy. She wondered if her warnings before leaving had taken hold, or he would still be in his office, working, unaware he hadn’t eaten since breakfast.
A smile lit her face as she thought of it while waiting for permission to enter.
Vorraye Anders
Diplomatic AttacheThe outer office door usually opened automatically when approached, but Dave heard the chime instead. He had been pacing the floor trying to figure out the best way to ask out one of his fellow officers, so simply reversed his direction and walked to the doors to activate them from the inside. When they opened, he saw a woman standing there in civilian clothing. “Good afternoon. I am Yeoman Dave Brooks. May I be of assistance?”
—The Welcoming Committee :)
Raye smiled and nodded. “Afternoon… I’m Vorraye Anders…” she paused as if that was all she needed to say, then added, “I’m the Diplomatic Attache assigned to the ship to assist with First Contacts. I’ve been away and was told I had to come see the Counselor before I was allowed to see the Captain. Apparently, there is a question of my stability?” She made the words sound like a joke. Surely she wouldn’t have been sent back to the ship if that was the case.
Raye
Diplomat
((didn’t catch the yeoman id lol… corrected for that))Dave had been eyeing the malfunctioning doors but nodded. “I’ll have to get engineering on that.” He then gave Anders his full attention. “Yes, funny how Star Fleet likes to keep track of those things.” The diplomat gave off an easy air and he found himself breaking out one of his best smiles for her. “Come in, please and I’ll let Cmdr Rollo know you’re here.” He was walking backwards toward the inner office, keeping Anders in view. “Can I get you anything? Coffee, tea…?”
—Dave
Glancing back at the door, she nodded. “Probably a good idea…” The smile on her face was kind and supportive.
Raye smiled. “No, thank you… I’ll be fine.” She turned to the window and wandered over to stare out. It was comforting, to stand close enough to the darkness that even the window frames were blocked out. It was as if, if only for a split second before reality snapped you back, that all there was was space.
Raye
Diplomat
A moment later, Dave returned, the smile still present. “Cmdr Rollo will see you now.” He stood in the doorway of the inner office, keeping it from closing in order to let the diplomat pass.
When Raye entered the office, she would see the pale counselor seated at the end of a blush colored couch, with a few PaDDs on the cushion next to her and a steaming cup of tea on the low table in front of her. She rose to greet the newcomer. “I understand you are our new diplomatic officer. I’m Zef Rollo. Please, have a seat.”
—Rollo, CNS