05-25-2024, 12:31 AM
The doors to the mess hall opened, as the Chief Medical Officer stepped inside. Kal-Geal was in his duty uniform, with a set of blue pigments on his fur in the form of some kind of tribal markings. To those that had some knowledge of the Children of San-Tarah, these markings denoted a Child's position within their clan, as well as their age and the clan itself. Kal-Geal's markings would tell another Child of San-Tarah that he came from the northern regions of the planet, and that he was an adult healer within that clan.
However, like Jenny, Kal-Geal stayed out of the way of the support staff, and went to stand near the viewports where Jenny was.
"Thank you for the invitation Captain. Both invitations. One for this dinner, and the other for Star Fleet. I would have missed being able to explore this boundless frontier, if I had returned home."
Kal-Geal, most notably, was lacking the Klingon battle armor he used to wear aboard the previous Yeager, now that he was a member of Star Fleet. That armor, was still in his quarters, but now he wore the tunic and pants of a Star Fleet officer, although much like the Klingon uniform, he lacked shoes and instead wore another form of covering for his foot pads.
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However, like Jenny, Kal-Geal stayed out of the way of the support staff, and went to stand near the viewports where Jenny was.
"Thank you for the invitation Captain. Both invitations. One for this dinner, and the other for Star Fleet. I would have missed being able to explore this boundless frontier, if I had returned home."
Kal-Geal, most notably, was lacking the Klingon battle armor he used to wear aboard the previous Yeager, now that he was a member of Star Fleet. That armor, was still in his quarters, but now he wore the tunic and pants of a Star Fleet officer, although much like the Klingon uniform, he lacked shoes and instead wore another form of covering for his foot pads.
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