11-03-2025, 12:12 AM
Ameen watched the exchange between Lieutenant Ra'an and the Mediator, a flicker of satisfaction breaking through his composed expression. This was exactly the outcome he had hoped for. His officer had taken the initiative, found an angle that appealed to their guest, and skillfully steered him onto a productive, mission-focused path. When Amila suggested "tomorrow," Ameen gave a subtle, affirmative nod, visible to both her and C'had.
An excellent solution...
He had just finished his own dessert when C'had leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Have you seen the wolf pup, Captain? I do want to apologize to him."
Ameen's eyes briefly scanned the room. He'd been aware of Doctor Tyris-McEntyre's presence all evening, noting his visible nervousness. He had also noted, with a deep sense of approval, how Doctor O'Fee had taken the young officer under her wing.
Matching C'had's low tone, Ameen replied coolly, "Doctor Tyris-McEntyre is over there," he gestured discreetly with his chin, "speaking with our Chief Medical Officer, Doctor O'Fee."
With that, Ameen placed his napkin on the table and slowly stood up, a clear signal to the entire room. He addressed C'had, Amila, and Keti first.
"A holodeck session to review the cultural files sounds like a very productive and innovative next step," he said, his voice carrying his official approval. "Well done, Lieutenants."
He then turned his attention to the rest of the officers and crew gathered at the tables.
"Thank you all for joining us to formally welcome Mediator Kestir to the Zephyr," he announced, his command voice returning. "The official portion of our dinner is now concluded. Please, enjoy the rest of your evening."
Now, he thought as he saw the various tables relax, the real networking and personal engagements can begin...
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An excellent solution...
He had just finished his own dessert when C'had leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Have you seen the wolf pup, Captain? I do want to apologize to him."
Ameen's eyes briefly scanned the room. He'd been aware of Doctor Tyris-McEntyre's presence all evening, noting his visible nervousness. He had also noted, with a deep sense of approval, how Doctor O'Fee had taken the young officer under her wing.
Matching C'had's low tone, Ameen replied coolly, "Doctor Tyris-McEntyre is over there," he gestured discreetly with his chin, "speaking with our Chief Medical Officer, Doctor O'Fee."
With that, Ameen placed his napkin on the table and slowly stood up, a clear signal to the entire room. He addressed C'had, Amila, and Keti first.
"A holodeck session to review the cultural files sounds like a very productive and innovative next step," he said, his voice carrying his official approval. "Well done, Lieutenants."
He then turned his attention to the rest of the officers and crew gathered at the tables.
"Thank you all for joining us to formally welcome Mediator Kestir to the Zephyr," he announced, his command voice returning. "The official portion of our dinner is now concluded. Please, enjoy the rest of your evening."
Now, he thought as he saw the various tables relax, the real networking and personal engagements can begin...
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