Posted by Major General Charles Tenkiller (Vice Commandant, Colonial Customs and Defense Agency) in Oed Museum- A Diplomatic Gala- Tenkiller

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Oed Museum- A Diplomatic Gala- Tenkiller
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OOC: Okay, let’s all have fun now! There are a few Vren here tonight (I will post the list somewhere for reference) and James and I will split who is playing who. Mingle lots, and remember to intentionally split threads by amending the topic but shorten it where you can (we’ll thank each other later. Float between these splits and have conversations with those you might not normally get to but remember you can only be in one at a time. Main sim rules apply here.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Hyrushi, Gov.

Kek, Vren Ambassador

After the speeches, Astrid was happy to eat the food and chat politely with the people at her table. She did lean over to the other table next to hers and whisper to Jal’na, “I thank the God’s every day that my job requires little in the way of public speaking.”

Rousseau, HoTJ

Jal’na listened to the speeches and clapped politely. Most non-Klingons didn’t appreciate the roars and fist pounding of tables that were so common of Klingon cultural approval. She had learned to reign that in over the years. Though if anyone deserved such boisterousness it was the Governor’s speech.

Jal’na grinned at Astrid, looking rather dangerous. “I am glad that I only have to speak to students.” She had hated having to speak to the whole gathering of House Duroc. Spur of the moment too. She’d done it, but she wasn’t comfortable with it. But it was a challenge she willing took on as Urg’s mate.

Jal’na, Lady Durocavaliable

Tiberius continued to sit and just listen and watch. He was sitting alone but he was able to see the entire ordeal and everyone available. He was also sitting with his back to the wall so he could see all the entrances/exists in the area. He never liked to be unprepared. He had stationed security officers outside each door/window to keep an eye out for everything. He was glad he had not been involved much in all the politics. He knew he wanted to stay out of it as much as possible. He knew politics were required but he never enjoyed dealing with them.

Lt Cmdr Cattaneo
SFCOS

As the speeches ended, Karina got up from her seat and took a circuitous route, checking with parents and children, to the buffett. She was looking forward to meeting the Vren, but she was also aware of wanting to make this a positive experience for the children, parents, and their guests. There would be time to indulge her own curiosity later.

Enger, DOE

OOC: These are the Vren present tonight and who is playing who. If they aren’t already in a thread and you want your character to interact with one of, just have your character approach in a thread split. :)

Mass’t K’grl - Vren Ship Captain (James)
D’ssl’t Mawrg - Ambassador’s Sr. Aide (Linds)
Hrrrs Kralg - Ambassador’s Aide (James)
Jeerd’rf Mawrg - Vren Ship XO, Sister to Aide (Linds)
Braak Sy’rt - Diplomatic Aide / Cultural Attache (Linds)
Dryt See’r - Diplomatic Aide / Science Attache (Linds)
Free’q Jan - Diplomatic Aide / Engineering Attache (James)
Major Drenlan Kell - Military Attache (James)

IC:
McBride was also watching everything unfold with curious eyes. He meandered over to the table with Cattaneo and dropped his voice. “What do you think so far?” he said, picking out the Vren in the crowd and seeing who was mingling with whom.

Captain McBride, Starfleet CO

In her dress uniform and looking a helluva lot more poised than she had been when she first arrived at the museum, Lieutenant Sherri Watts left her husband at the table they were sitting at and slipped across the space towards a tall man she needed a word with. She casually came to stand next to Major General Charles Tenkiller. She didn’t look at him, rather letting her gaze sweep across the room. She could spot the various people she knew, including the vibrantly dressed Dasca. “Thank you,” she said, just loud enough for him to hear over the people without broadcasting the conversation. “And thank you on behalf od Dasca as well. I think you saved her from a possible stroke and when I do tell her in a few days, knowing you dealt with it will have her not go immediately to red alert. I hope.”

Lt. Watts, Aide-de-Camp

Tenkiller looked straight ahead, took a sip of his drink, and said “Lieutenant, I have no idea to what you are referring. I’m a General with the Colonial Customs and Defense Agency. I simply do not have the time to show up unannounced at some pompous-ass Fleet Brass’s room and make him so scared he peed himself juuuuuust a little bit.” He turned and looked at her and grinned. “But it’a been a helluva sight if that did happen. Which it didn’t. ‘Cause of my busy schedule and all that.” and he took a sip.

Tenkiller, VC- CCDA

Watts couldn’t quite hide the smirk that tugged at the corner of her mouth. “Naturally. I mean, I swear there was a whole to-do about non-interference with the colony that would make certain people very upset if it was found to have happened. I mean I would have thought that the last Starfleet folks that mucked with Oed being arrested and all would have been a really good deterrent. But what do I know, I’m just an assistant.”

~Lt. Watts, Aide-de-Camp