Seeing as the Chief Tactical Officer’s main place of working was on the bridge, such a meeting-place would not be suitable, so Luka settled for a different way of getting the officer and her in touch. She send R’Han a message, requesting his presence in Meeting Room #2 at a particular time. No context was given, just that the officer’s presence was requested.

Luka quietly awaited the officer’s arrival, tapping her foot to a song that had gotten stuck in her head a few hours ago. Persistent little bugger. She wondered if she should ham it up, but then decided against it. One thing that she wondered was whether the officer would be early, late, or exactly on time. Romulans were an enigmatic race, that was for certain, so she couldn’t predict the man’s behaviour.

Luka, XO