-= Starbase Kinsi =- Gaalen Walked along the promenade with a purpose. He was still hopiong to make the appointment, even though no time had been set by thw mystery person. He knew he or she would be there if not it would be their fault for sure. He stopped at a store which sold mostly flowers. Who knew maybe it was a woman that contacted him, maybe the barmaid that served him earlier on. He picked up a flowetr like he'sd never seen and took a great snif of it. It smelled like nothing his olfactory senses had ever analysed. He paid and headed for the bar in question. He walked in and observed the serroundings. The only persons that seemed to be waiting for people where at the bar, everyone seemed to be quite happy with others sitting at the tables. thankfully, there was a stool left vacant on which he sat his heavy frame. He waited for the barmaid to notice him but she seemed overworked. His senses, thanks to his antenae, could catch the slightest change in the atmosphere. He frowned for a second, something in his mind beeping to alert him of something, but the feeling went away as fast as it came. He finally managed to place an order which returned equaly fast. Of course, nobody seemed to move in his direction, the Andorian engineer never noticed the woman that passed by the bar's entrance, stealing a glance inside, at him, in particular. Gaalen took a sip of his drink, still innocently waiting. He could not believe his mystery person was not showing up. It surely was not his fault, he'sd been busy on the ship, anyway, he could easely justify it, he was forced to participate to the wargames, it was not his fault. He shook his head as eventually he knew he would not be contacted, maybe the other was delayed one way or another. It was not his problem. He got up and changed locations. He wanted to meet other starfleet officers, and maybe catch one of the poker boys at the SF mess hall. He walked out briskly, bumping into a human. "Careful where you walk, human." He said. To everyone, Gaalen was at fault, but he did not even hint on being sorry, he was already out. It took him a few minutes and he made it to the mess hall. He walked in and looked around. People wondered for a second what he was doing here. Most where expected to attend in uniform and since Gaalen was not of the starbase's crew, they gave him an inquisitive look they would reserve for a confused civilian. Of course, Sstandard procedure was for the SF personel to cary their combadge at all times, which he flashed by opening the left side of his unzipped leather jacket. With all the confidence he radiated, nobody paid him more attention, returning to their busyness. He spotted his superior officer in the back of the room. At least one known face. He walked over. The tall andorian looked down at his boss, an inquiring look on his face, seeing the weapons on the officer and the obvious body armor he was wearing. Only a weakling would go around encumbered as he was. It would look bad on him to sit with such a man, but he was already there, staring at him and this... human was his superior afterall. "Mind if I sit down, Lieutenant?" Ens Gaalen Idrani Engineer Officer USS Chimera __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail Address AutoComplete - You start. We finish. http://promotions.yahoo.com/new_mail