Getting notice that the shuttle was on it’s way back. “NLt Yorba, you have the bridge.” Rende looked at the rest of the senior staff. “Lt Forgrave, a small honor guard to the diplomatic conference room if you will. We don’t want to overwhelm him. Lt Cmdr Kohr if you will let the mess know we need refreshments. Let’s go people!” Rende headed to the nearest turbolift and to the shuttle bay.

Arriving at the shuttle bay Rende entered and nodded to the chief on duty. “How far out are they?” She looked around making sure her staff were preparing. No time for formal dress, and she was secretly glad for that.

Rende, CO