Posted April 25, 2021, 4:56 a.m. by Lieutenant Hal "Hannibal" Brown (Chief Of Security) (Mike Monte)
Posted by Captain John Tiberius Glen (Captain) in Main Sim - Alstair Prime - Landing Party Luncheon
[snip]There was a collective gasp of surprise and murmur of excitement at the age of Kord. After a moment one of the council advisors a scientific looking Alstairian spoke up. =/\= Amazing Captain! That your Federation holds a member of such a vast range of age! Our own species live to around 1,000 of our years. =/\= There was a pause while the female sketched some numbers on a napkin doing some form of conversion of calculations. =/\= About 1,075 of your local years if I did the calculations right on average!=/\= She said.
=/\= My own race is quite lucky to live to 120 years… =/\= replied Glen. =/\= …but there are a wide range of species within the Federation, t’s a very wide community. =/\=
Another advisor who introduced herself as She’shall spoke then to Ezial, =/\= I am curious Ezial was it? =/\= She asked for confirmation.
Once given she continued. =/\= Your ships are so larger, how do you adapt construction techniques across what sounds like so many different races in your Federation? Do you all accept a standardized format among members? Or is there some other plan at work? =/\= She inquired.
Glen thought that was a good question. He hadn’t considered it himself before. Of course, the Vulcans, and other races within the Federation, did operate their own navies within the auspices of Starfleet, but it was more and more common now for Starfleet to operate multiracial ships like the Merri, and the same dimensions and sizes couldn’t possibly suit everyone equally. He remembered now how some of his previous officers had complained about the temperature setting of the ship, particularly the Andorians, and he wondered now if he should have done more to make them more comfortable, Glen listened to find out how Tiastri would answer this question from an engineering aspect.
-Glen, CO
While Kord listened, he visually examined the architecture.
Architecture around then was mostly a silver-white tone. The stone structure made up of fine granite and concrete like setups. The place was obviously quite old and seemed to reflect an air of enduring longevity likely reflecting some of the values of the Alstair culture and long lives of themselves.
GM CockRoach
Hal stuck his head in the door of the room. He’d been busy with coordinating the shuttle landing. And after that, he walked around the area a bit. But now he smelled food. And his first duty, after all, was to see to the safety of the Captain.
CoS
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