03-04-2011, 06:10 PM
{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}
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}