08-22-2025, 03:45 AM
Amila’s mischievous grin and her question about being the "tall, dark, and handsome" one brought a genuine, warm smile to Ameen's face. He was about to reply, to maybe lean in and say something equally playful, when a loud voice boomed across the lounge.
“HEY-HEY-HEY! Let’s get this party STAR-ted!”
Ameen turned, his smile vanishing, replaced by a look of weary disbelief. He watched as their guest of honor, Mediator C'had Kestir, jumped onto a chair and started making demands about the music.
Of course, Ameen thought, taking a slow sip of his Saurian Brandy. Just when things were starting to feel normal...
He could feel the eyes of the crew turning towards him, waiting to see how the acting CO would handle this. He gave Amila a quick, almost imperceptible "here we go" look. He set his drink down on the bar. This was his party, his ship. Time to be the host.
He walked calmly towards the center of the room, stopping a respectful distance from the chair C'had was standing on. He didn't raise his voice, but pitched it to carry with authority.
"Mediator Kestir," Ameen said, his tone polite but firm. "Welcome. We're honored to have you join us." He gestured to the room. "Lieutenant Ra'an and her team have prepared a selection of music from both Veld and Taveres, in keeping with your known interest in the cultures you work with. However, if you'd prefer something else, I'm sure we can accommodate."
He then looked to Amila as the event coordinator. "Lieutenant Ra'an, if you would, please see if you and your team can find some 'Spin Doctors' or appropriate smooth jazz in the ship's database for our guest."
He turned his attention back to C'had. "Now, if you would please come down from the chair, Mediator, I'd be happy to introduce you to my senior staff properly."
Let's see how he responds to a direct, polite order, Ameen thought. This is the first test.
== Tag ==
“HEY-HEY-HEY! Let’s get this party STAR-ted!”
Ameen turned, his smile vanishing, replaced by a look of weary disbelief. He watched as their guest of honor, Mediator C'had Kestir, jumped onto a chair and started making demands about the music.
Of course, Ameen thought, taking a slow sip of his Saurian Brandy. Just when things were starting to feel normal...
He could feel the eyes of the crew turning towards him, waiting to see how the acting CO would handle this. He gave Amila a quick, almost imperceptible "here we go" look. He set his drink down on the bar. This was his party, his ship. Time to be the host.
He walked calmly towards the center of the room, stopping a respectful distance from the chair C'had was standing on. He didn't raise his voice, but pitched it to carry with authority.
"Mediator Kestir," Ameen said, his tone polite but firm. "Welcome. We're honored to have you join us." He gestured to the room. "Lieutenant Ra'an and her team have prepared a selection of music from both Veld and Taveres, in keeping with your known interest in the cultures you work with. However, if you'd prefer something else, I'm sure we can accommodate."
He then looked to Amila as the event coordinator. "Lieutenant Ra'an, if you would, please see if you and your team can find some 'Spin Doctors' or appropriate smooth jazz in the ship's database for our guest."
He turned his attention back to C'had. "Now, if you would please come down from the chair, Mediator, I'd be happy to introduce you to my senior staff properly."
Let's see how he responds to a direct, polite order, Ameen thought. This is the first test.
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