Posted Jan. 29, 2019, 1:02 p.m. by Civilian Halai Cosgrove (Head of Science and Terraforming) (Lindsay B)
Posted by Ensign Valkris MacLaren (Security Officer) in Tyrellia- A Meeting of Fates
Posted by Civilian Michael Conrad (Black Sparrow CO) in Tyrellia- A Meeting of Fates
Posted by Civilian Halai Cosgrove (Head of Science and Terraforming) in Tyrellia- A Meeting of Fates
At last the ship approached the outer perimeter denoting the Tyrellian System.Moving to the bridge of the Black Sparrow after the notification, Halai felt a mix of nerves and anticipation that was both understandable and unmistakable. Moving out of the lift, she looked around and adjusted her black leather jacket. Her curls were once again loose, but her facial tattoos were still very obvious.
“You should be getting a ping from Flight Control,” she said softly. “When you do, hail that frequency and I’ll talk to them. They will be expecting us.”
~Halai Cosgrove, Head of S&T
Captain Michael Conrad sat on the bridge of the Black Sparrow tinkering with some readouts in his command seat. He looked up at the viewscreen as the ping came through. “Katrina, hail them.”
A small holographic projection of Katrina was standing on a small holographic platform to Conrad’s right. “Channel is open.”
Conrad nodded to Halai, indicating she could speak.
-Michael Conrad, Black Sparrow CO
Valkris straightened her shirt as she jerked it down twice. Each movement removed the wrinkles and left it neater than before, her right hand moved down to her hip. A small blade was fastened there in full display. She didn’t want to hide it since it would likely attract attention or indicate she was hiding something. At least according to what Cosgrove mentioned about her race.
The half Klingon’s teeth gritted softly in her mouth. She wasn’t sure how well this encounter would go as her gut curled inside of her. Valkris brushed it off the reason to be because she had never encountered this race before. When her ears caught the statement about speaking toward Cosgrove, it dispersed her unsettleness and she focused on the present situation. However, she didn’t speak. She didn’t want to interrupt the conversation.
-Ensign Valkris MacLaren, Sec
Halai stepped forward and met the gaze of a stern looking man with long platinum blond hair that was slicked backwards, with the sides of his scalp sheared right to the scalp. On his forehead were five small dots in a horizontal line. As he took in Halai, his expression softened. //Welcome home, Honoured One,\ he said with a hint of reverence.
She smiled and bowed her head slightly to him. //I am indeed welcomed. And protected.\ Halai glanced briefly behind her to the others with an encouraging smile before turning to the man on the screen. //We request permission to assume orbit and conduct our business on the surface.\
//Of course. Tyrellia awaits you with open arms.\ He looked to the side to consult with something before returning his gaze. //I do not have a duration for your visit. May I assume it will be longer?\
//I’m not sure yet. At least a few days, most likely. We’ll follow protocols accordingly.\
//Very well. Enjoy your visit and may you find anything you should seek.\
The screen went blank and Halai stood there for a moment just beaming. “I’ve forgotten how lovely it is to come home,” she said softly before turning to Michael and Valkris.
~Halai Cosgrove
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