To say that Keir was annoyed would be an understatement. Being summoned from hir shared quarters just as the married duo were about to sit down and enjoy some quiet time was an occurrence that spoke of either urgency or some kind of problem. Either way a summons from a superior officer was not to be ignored.
Getting up s/he read the summons and then sharing it with Samantha they quickly packed their gear and Sam took both to their quarters on the new ship. Getting into uniform s/he rushed to the docking area and as Keir got closer; saw a familiar face about to take the lift.
The doors were about to close when apparently Amila saw hir coming her way. Amila’s arm immediately went up to block the doors from closing and Keir slipped in. Amila appeared to sigh in relief and the reason for that was made immediately clear. [I'm really glad to see you.] Amila added, but she did appear to share Keir's confusion as to why they were here and at this hour.
“It’s good to see a friendly face.” S/he offered, but hir mind was whirling as to why they would be summoned to such a small and much older ship. Keir was trying to think through it and apparently hir facial expression caused Amila to show concern and s/he shrugged adding "Bad timing"; but added nothing else. For the Hermat to share personal relationship discussions was something s/he almost never did, while Samantha was far less reticent.
Muddling silently in hir mind Keir went over what s/he could recollect about the Ship's class. It was a smaller, but hard working and sturdy design, though s/h felt certain that it had previously been phased out.
When the door opened and Amila headed in Keir could clearly see Cdr Ameen within, sitting in the CO's chair. Keir paused just outside the door and allowed Amila to have her moment to greet the CO. S/he had noted that Amila appeared to now be very nervous so s/he gave hir friend sufficient space to conduct her greeting.
And in keeping with protocol, after Amila was given her orders Keir approached and spoke clearly; noticing that s/he; unlike Amila was not feeling the slightest twinge of nerves.
"Lieutenant Commander Keir77 reporting as ordered Sir."
Getting up s/he read the summons and then sharing it with Samantha they quickly packed their gear and Sam took both to their quarters on the new ship. Getting into uniform s/he rushed to the docking area and as Keir got closer; saw a familiar face about to take the lift.
The doors were about to close when apparently Amila saw hir coming her way. Amila’s arm immediately went up to block the doors from closing and Keir slipped in. Amila appeared to sigh in relief and the reason for that was made immediately clear. [I'm really glad to see you.] Amila added, but she did appear to share Keir's confusion as to why they were here and at this hour.
“It’s good to see a friendly face.” S/he offered, but hir mind was whirling as to why they would be summoned to such a small and much older ship. Keir was trying to think through it and apparently hir facial expression caused Amila to show concern and s/he shrugged adding "Bad timing"; but added nothing else. For the Hermat to share personal relationship discussions was something s/he almost never did, while Samantha was far less reticent.
Muddling silently in hir mind Keir went over what s/he could recollect about the Ship's class. It was a smaller, but hard working and sturdy design, though s/h felt certain that it had previously been phased out.
When the door opened and Amila headed in Keir could clearly see Cdr Ameen within, sitting in the CO's chair. Keir paused just outside the door and allowed Amila to have her moment to greet the CO. S/he had noted that Amila appeared to now be very nervous so s/he gave hir friend sufficient space to conduct her greeting.
And in keeping with protocol, after Amila was given her orders Keir approached and spoke clearly; noticing that s/he; unlike Amila was not feeling the slightest twinge of nerves.
"Lieutenant Commander Keir77 reporting as ordered Sir."