Wallace Promotion Ceremony 238212.26: Difference between revisions

<nowiki>::</nowiki>The Commander coughed, and then activated the room's voice-amplification system.::

<nowiki>::</nowiki>The Commander waited until he had most everyone's attention before continuing.::

'''Kare'en''': For the services you've performed on behalf of Starfleet and your crewmates, it is my great honor to promote you to full Lieutenant, with all the duties and privileges pertaining thereunto.

<nowiki>::</nowiki>The Commander attempts to remove Barlow's half pip and attach a full pip, only to have his fingers touch bare skin. Kare'en looks up at Barlow confusedly.::

'''Kare'en''': Is Lieutenant Kirov present?

<nowiki>::</nowiki>Kirov seemed somewhat surprised at being called up...::

special individuals who have distinguished themselves in the

performance of their duties. Is Lt Tavex here?

<nowiki>::</nowiki>The Commander frowned. Well, he would look into the matter later.::

'''Kare'en''': Is Lieutenant Salak here?

'''Kare'en''': Mr. Salak, through the various scrapes the ship and the

'''Kare'en''': Could Dr. Riley come forward?

'''Kare'en''': It is not easy being a Starfleet doctor, trying to keep body

'''Kare'en''': Ladies, Gentlemen, Officers, Honored Guests, I give you our promotees and awardees!

<nowiki>::</nowiki> After a round of applause, she stood to make her way forward to greet some of the crew. As crew and officers closed in around the Hallian, the Acamarian soon realized that her own appearance and lack of uniform were preventing those who had served with her from even recognizing her. Laughing at the humor of the situation, she stepped back to the bar. Turning to Evila, she spoke quietly, nodding to the throng of officers. The woman cackled in delight before turning to disappear into the kitchens. Moments later, a wave of servers appeared, each supporting a tray of Champaign and cocktail treats. Moving into the crowd, she waited as they delivered a flute to each of the officers and crew who were present. In the midst of all the service, a cry of surprise drew her attention back to the Hallian.  She, too, stares at the young Trill standing less than a meter from the Hallian. As a blush rises to the Commander's face, a hand reaches over the bar to touch the Fleet Captain lightly on the shoulder. ::

<nowiki>::</nowiki> Rising the Fleet Captain turns her attention to those beyond. Behind her, the barmaid whistles loudly. Chuckling, the Acamarian waits and watches as curious eyes finally turn her way. ::