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STARBASE THRINACIA
Main Gallery
1839 hours
Steve was imprssed; people had actually begun to arrive early. He surmised it may have something to do with the drink being provided, but he did hope that the entire Fleet wasnt full of alcholics. If they are, there'll be no-one to carry me to the Brig in my own drunken state. He mused to himself and allowed himself a small chuckle.
His eyes watched a couple of younger Ensigns walk in through the door as he then looked down at the table infront of him, reaching out to straighten some of the arrangements a little more, ruffling the bouquet of flowers as he smiled. His daughter's favourtie; Lillys. As the scent met his nostrils he closed his eyes to picture his daughter as she was 3 years old, her cheeks dimpled in her smile as she reached out to slap playfully at her first Lily.
Megan goes over and taps Malloway on the shoulder. "everything is secure sir.." she told him reporting it all.
Steve jumped slightly, opening his eyes with a snap as he turned to face the Security and Tactical Director. "Excellent, Commander. A word of advice, if I may... cut down security a little, it makes me feel a little jumpy... and I dont want to cause a scene when I start drinking a little too much." He allowed a wink and chuckle. "And relax Goodyear, you're here to party too. Dont get to make that an order." He turned to look out across the Gallery again, then back to Melanie. "Quite a scene, isnt it?"
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Admiral Steve Malloway
Commanding Officer, USS Eagle
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet
Training and Personnel Developments Director, and Internal Verifier
Starbase Thrinacia
Ambassador Quarters
1800 Hours
After the meeting, Ornixen continued to wander the station until about 1800 hours before heading back to his quarters to get ready, trying to find something that would appropriate. From his large wardrobe, he had picked out various types of garments, from formal leather armor to wizard robes, even a couple of cloaks, but couldn't decide which to wear.
Why don't you wear your Dragon Leather, sir the Firestorm chirped in, noticing that hew as having a hard time making up his mind.
You may be right, and the various sapphires and rubies in it do make it one of my finer pieces.
After getting the armor on, he stood in front of the mirror and examined how he looked. "Well, I hope this isn't too much," he said outloud, though mostly to himself, before floating a silver cloak over to him. Clasping the cloak around his shoulders and letting it flow behind him, He made his way to the Main Gallery.
Main Gallery
1840 Hours
As he entered the hall, he immediately realized his armor may not have been the best choice, but, deciding that he didn't really have time to return to his quarters and put on something more appropriate, he grinned and walked up to Admiral Malloway.
"Ah, Admiral Malloway. Nice little set-up you guys have here."
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(posting as Megan Goodyear)
STARBASE THRINACIA
Main Gallery
1839 hours
Megan blushed slightly chuckling. "yes sir..maybe i am overdoing it a bit but with the new gateway.. " she responded and pats his shoulder. "and don't worry if you drink too much then i'll take care of you on that one.. It's what friends and Security/tactical directors do." she chuckles at him. "i'll see what i can do about the partying on my part." she added winking back and headed off tapping her ear piece.
"All security Personnel ease up. dont need to double up as been told by the all mighty CinC" she commented chuckling. A voice comes over the ear piece.
"Understood commander. We'll remove people from nonessensal areas.. But still keep them at essencial areas, specially the gateway." the man responded to her. Megan nodded.
"understood.. good job.. report in every couple hours.. Goodyear out." she said and headed out chuckling.
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(Posting at Melanie Woodcroft)
STARBASE THRINACIA
Main Gallery
1840 Hours.
Melanie looks over hearing Steve and smiles.
"indeed it is. Everyone together.. all the decorations are exquisite. Its a sight to see and with the gateway behind us out there, makes it perfect." she responded to him her eyes sparkling at him smiling. She then pats his shoulder leaning on it slightly. "this is your Fleet." she told him and puts her arm around his shoulders. "your wonderful fleet and they have the best CinC out there. and no I'm not kissing up." she added chuckling to him. She really liked Steve and he was a friend of hers. If it wasn't for him she wouldn't be in the position she's in today. "its an honor to be in your fleet Malloway.. and i know everyone else is honored to be in it as well.." she said to him.
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(Jemma Grax)
STARBASE THRINACIA
Main Gallery
18:40 Hours
Arriving at the Main Gallery and stepping into the room, Jemmaâs mouth almost dropped open at the sight. There were elegant tables spread around the room, each with flowers and impeccably decorated. The room itself was full with more flowers and flags were hanging all over the walls, it looked truly magical. Jemma loved these events what with the food, alcohol, good company and generally a good atmosphere. However there was one aspect she wasnât looking forward to, being Betazoid large crowds always gave her a bit of trouble, but as long as she kept her focus, didnât drink too much and didnât let anything get to her she knew she would be fine. After all she had had years of experience dealing with crowds, and this would be no different.
After milling around and inspecting the room for a few minutes Jemma took her opportunity to grab a drink before the influx of officers started. Just as her drink arrived she saw Ethan arrive looking rather dashing in his uniform as everyone around her did, that was another thing about these occasions she enjoyedâ¦everyone looking splendid, smart, and sometimes even hot. She giggled quietly to herself and she looked around the room again and simply took the sights in, it would probably be a rather long but very enjoyable evening and she was looking forward to it.
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Rear Admiral Emma Wilkinson
Chief of Staff
Starbase Thrinacia
STARBASE THRINACIA
Admiral Targus' Quarters
1830 Hrs
Draco sat at his desk and pondeered the events of the day and the new tasks that laid before some of the youngest and best commanding officers in Starfleet. As he laid down the last of his security rerports concerning the fighter on the starbase he glanced at the time and shook his head in disbelief. He was almost late. Pushing away from is desk , he stood and picked up a PADD before he walked into the bedroom and took a flight suit from his closet. Quickly he changed and headed out the door for the party. As he exited his quarters he tapped out a message to the flight crew that would be takeing part in the unveiling of the gate, reminding them of thier roles in the squadron.
Main Gallery
1842Hrs
Draco walked into the Main Gallery and quickly glanced throught eh room looking for Malloway. He found him with in second made his way across the room to head table where Steve was speaking with a young Commander and teh new Ambassedor. As he approached Draco unzipped the top of his flight suit and placed his gloves in his left inner pocket.
" Ambassador, Admiral. " he spoke up as he srtopped at the group of them. Takeing the left hand of the Commander. he gently kissed the top of it. " And you would be? he asked.
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(posting at Megan Goodyear)
Starbase Thrinacia
Main Gallery
1842Hrs
Megan looks over and smiles at Draco as he took her hand and kissed it. She chuckles and bows slightly. "Commander Megan Goodyear. I'm the Security/tactical director for the fleet. You know no ones done that to me in a long time. Kiss my hand that is. You must be in charge of the fighters.." she said to him and then points to Melanie. "her ships going to be escorting the BraveHeart through the gate and she's setting up the security codes for the ships. I have my people around the station on guard so if you need anything let me know." she said smiling and bows her head gently. "i must take my leave and get ready for the dinner. I'll see you in a bit." she said smiling as she headed out.
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STARBASE THRINACIA
Main Gallery
1839 hours
Connor had to return to his quarters to get his dress uniform on and just then walked into the gallery. He smiled at the room and how it was decorated. He was pleased with himself as well as with the others who helped him. Connor went to Steve. "Hope your happy with the room sir?" He asked.
Immediately the Admiral would notice that Connor had modified his dress uniform to be somewhat tighter then standard and his dress pants had a sleeve for his tail, all the way to the tip with hair.
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{Zack Gillibrand}
Starbase Thrinacia
Main Gallery
1847 hours
The afternoon had been a whirlwind of activity for Zack Gillibrand...first the briefing by the Admiralty about the gateway, then the departure of Commander Thomas and the subsequent assigning of a replacement, the assigning of a Marine CO, and the assigning of a CONN Officer. Zack had felt a bit like skipping this formal party tonight, but Admiral Malloway had made it clear that he expected all to attend. So Zack had gotten all tidied up and put on his dress uniform, them left messages for Marine Captain Rokis, Lieutenant Rayner and Lieutenant Kingsly to report in to him at the reception this evening. Zack had not made it an order for them to attend, but like Malloway he had made it clear that attendance was expected.
The decorations in the Main Gallery were spectacular, each table a work of art in itself. The flowers were stunning--colorful, but not in a gaudy or ostentatious sort of way. The place settings were immaculate, everything laid out precisely and not a single item out of its rightful place. There were flags hanging on the walls from worlds of the Federation, all arranged to show the order of their admission. Zack was still somewhat disappointed that his home planet of Rigel VII did not warrant UFP membership in its own right; the colony had been established over 220 years ago and now had a population of over 20 million, and was completely self-governing. But because they were never fully independent of the Federation and RIgellian governments, they would always remain a colony. Such as it is.
Zack walked around casually, taking in all of the people. There was a wide variety of species here, definitely a representative cross-section of Starfleet. Zack carried a glass of Bolian tonic water, which was supposed to calm the nerves; Zack was afraid that it had addictive properties like coffee. A few meters away he saw Admiral Malloway and Commander Blake conversing, so Zack walked over to join them. As Zack had expected, Connor looked extremely handsome in his dress uniform--and Malloway looked pretty damn good himself.
"Good evening Admiral, Commander," said Zack, raising his glass slightly. "Connor, you did a fantastic job with the set-up here. Do you mind if I call you Connor? You can call me Zack. It looks like we're going to have quite the crowd tonight."
{Tag: Connor, Steve, Capt. Rokis, Lt. Rayner, Lt. Kingsly. Come on, Independence crew...let's get in gear here}
OOC: Do excuse the use of quotes! Made it easier on replying! And apologies if I brush off people's TAGs quickly, I want to speed through slightly - I will make a point to get back with each of those in the ceremony party! POSTING AS MALLOWAY. Major apologies on the structure and quality - it seems to have lacked with the answering of TAGs :S
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STARBASE THRINACIA
Main Gallery
1840 hours
Quote:"indeed it is. Everyone together.. all the decorations are exquisite. Its a sight to see and with the gateway behind us out there, makes it perfect." she responded to him her eyes sparkling at him smiling. She then pats his shoulder leaning on it slightly. "this is your Fleet." she told him and puts her arm around his shoulders. "your wonderful fleet and they have the best CinC out there. and no I'm not kissing up." she added chuckling to him. She really liked Steve and he was a friend of hers. If it wasn't for him she wouldn't be in the position she's in today. "its an honor to be in your fleet Malloway.. and i know everyone else is honored to be in it as well.." she said to him.
Steve smiled somewhat, slightly taken aback at the honesty of the Captain. "The Fleet wouldnt be what she is without the crews and Captains that make her. I'm simply a figurehead." He mused, pinching a bit of stray hair that he spied on his sleeve and waving it off before looking back to Melanie. However, before he could reply, a familiar voice spoke up.
Quote:âThis is looking absolutely marvellous, don't you say? Now, what was for the main course? It seems to slipped my mindâ. John asked Steve.
"Pardon me," Steve apologised to Melanie as he turned only a fraction to allow John to join himself and Melanie just another joined the three of them.
Quote:"Ah, Admiral Malloway. Nice little set-up you guys have here."
"Seems this area of the hall is ever popular this evening," Steve piped in quickly as he nodded his head in respect to the Ambassador, "Thank you Ambassador. My First Officer's doing - Connor has done a fine job indeed, he's made me proud." He turned his attention to John and Melanie. "John, I believe the Main you'll be more interested in is a Casserole of sorts... if I recall, you're not a veggie, so you may wish to steer clear of the Brocolli concoction the chef has prepared. And you know what it does to your bowels." He grinned at his old friend, winking to Melanie and Ornixen as a sign of jest and bowed slightly. "If you'll excuse, the culprit of this fine evening has just entered."
Leaving the three to talk, Steve walked off some to stand with Connor as he had walked in and approached.
"Hope your happy with the room sir?" Connor asked.
The Admiral smiled as he clasped his hands behind his back. "Commander, you have done a far better job than I had anticipated. The setup is amazing; my thanks indeed to you and your team." He took in a slight breathe as the scent of lilies met his nostrils again. "And might I say, a grand job on the choice of the floral decorations. As a reward, have this evening off," Steve humoured with a chuckle, "enjoy yourself, thats an order."
Quote:"Good evening Admiral, Commander," said Zack, raising his glass slightly. "Connor, you did a fantastic job with the set-up here. Do you mind if I call you Connor? You can call me Zack. It looks like we're going to have quite the crowd tonight."
Steve parted back some as he heard Zack speak up, complimenting Connor. It was a sight that made the Gallery look even more spectacular as he took it all in; so many had arrived, and in dress uniform too which made the atmosphere seem even more... enjoyable. How sad are you? Dress uniforms making this place look more enjoyable? Get over yourself. Steve scalded mentally with a slight smile. "I'm hoping for a decent turn-out, you could say that." He remarked with a grin. "Quite a few so far, lets hope we dont have any stragglers - I need to get to the bar." With a gentle hand to both officer's shoulder as a gesture to mingle together he walked away with a smile to allow the two to converse, his eyes looking back and forth across the room.
As he continued walking, he brushed off two Crewmen offering hors d'oeuvres and stopped infront of the larger table at the head of the room. His allowed his mind to wander for a moment as he looked at the chair reserved for himself on the other side. He thought of who else could have held that seat if he hadnt been chosen for this assignment some 2 years back, of what had already happened in that time too, and more importantly of what was yet to come. The Gateway brought so many unanswered questions, but yet they didnt seem to bother anyone. He turned to look at the growing crowd, finding he held a very proud smile across his lips. Afterall, no matter what the Gateway threw out, or whatever they were met with by anything at any time; these men and women were trained, talented, and tough enough to meet- no, handle, it all head-on. It was what he was chosen for. It was what THEY were chosen for. They were the best not for what Starfleet knew of them, but for what Steve himself saw in what they could become too.
Legends.
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Admiral Steve Malloway
Commanding Officer, USS Eagle
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet
Training and Personnel Developments Director, and Internal Verifier
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