" Breakfast "
(Previous Post was Serena's "Operational Analysis ")
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Stardate: 60321.0745
Setting: TANGIERS ORBITAL, 6th Floor, Siltrish's Quarters
The young woman bathed in the comfort of her bed, the sating sheets embracing the softness of her flesh without care as to its colour. The Orion woman had so far managed to rest for only a couple of hours after having stayed up for the majority of the night… dancing and meeting new interesting people. It had taken a fare amount of persuasion but Sabrina had managed to return to her quarters *alone* despite the insistence of her two would-be benefactors.
The task given to her and the rest of the ANUBIS' senior staff had been one of Intel gathering, but no one had said that they could not have fun while doing this… actually the now emerald skinned woman was relatively certain that Admiral Koneki had implied them to enjoy themselves during this time. Even if the flag officer of the NEW ALEXANDRIA had not specifically said this, the ExO had been more than happy to say that her enjoying herself had been part of her undercover identity… as it would have appeared suspicious to see an Orion woman not having fun in an environment such as the TANGIERS ORBITAL.
Sabrina Rikar, currently better known as Siltrish Brakas, saw her peaceful slumber interrupted by the sound of knocking at her door. Not entirely awake and with her head still resonating from the music and dancing from the night before, the young woman slid out of her bed and made her way to the door. There, instead of finding someone, the Orion woman discovered a small envelop that had been attached to her door by an unknown individual… the ExO's efforts to see who had done this having revealed no one in the corridor.
Curious and not at all concerned about the exposed state that she had been in, the Orion woman took the small envelop in her hands and opened it, retrieving from its folds a small card that read as follows.
"You are cordially invited to the Triple Diamond Reception Lounge at 9:00 where a voluptuous breakfast will be served to our guests."
Since the back of the card had been imprinted with the logo of the TANGIERS ORBITAL, the invitation seemed as genuine as it was common, the casino likely making more than enough profits to enable them to treat their patrons to a small "thank you" for spending their time and money here. Ready to return to her quarters, the young woman noticed something odd about the invitation… something that did not seem to belong there. In the lower right-end side of the card, a black icon had been added, the distinct difference of ink and style being more than enough proof for the ExO that this had not been placed there by the casino's administration.
Upon closer inspection of this strange icon, the Orion woman realized that it represented the head of a long-eared canine as seen from its face. To anyone else the logo would have meant nothing, but to the members of a certain Intel ship whose senior staff had been sent here undercover, the icon meant a great deal… being one of many representations of the Egyptian deity known as Anubis.
While pondering the possible origin of the invitation and the possible reason as to why the senior staff had been called for a meeting in such a manner, the young woman scrutinized the card in her hand while standing in the open doorway of her quarters. The error in this quickly became evident as a couple made their way down the corridor and past the Orion woman, the wide open eyes of the man and the indignant expression on the woman's features quickly reminded the ExO of her lack of clothing. After beaming an innocent smile at the couple… while thinking as to just how her wife would have likely reacted to having seen her in this manner, the young woman retreated back to her quarters to take a shower that would hopefully wake her… and to put on something that would make her entrance into the Triple Diamond Reception Lounge a little less noticeable.
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The young woman stepped into the large elegant room that had been transformed into a large dinning area capable of accommodating several hundred people. Tables proudly displaying the logo and colours of the TANGIERS ORBITAL filled the outer edge of the room, each one having 4 chairs neatly placed around them, while the center was filled with a buffet style kitchen from which the most exquisite smells could be sampled.
As the Orion woman made her way to see what types of dishes were being served, she was greeted by a smiling Andorian whom the ExO immediately recognized as being James. The gentle brushing of his right ear reminded the young woman of the sub-dermal communicator that had been provided and of its limited range… thus explaining why the senior staff had been summoned here for breakfast. To the undercover operatives, this would be the perfect opportunity to touch base and report on what had been thus far discovered while not attracting any sort of attention to any of them as a group or as individuals
"The addition of that icon in the bottom right corner of the card was an interesting way to say that this was a mandatory activity for us to take part in." The young woman offered after having activated her communicator.
=/\= Thank you Number 1… I thought so too… guess that's why I made captain. =/\= James humorously replied, the young woman able to hear the grin on the Andorian's lips through the tone of his voice.
"All kidding aside… something major must have happened or you would not have called of all here for breakfast." Rikar softly whispered so that the only person or thing that would be able to pick up her words had been the device implanted behind her right ear.
=/\= An astute observation… guess that is why you made commander and why I keep you around as my ExO. That said though… I have to admit that I might have other motives for having you around. =/\= The Co retaliated with, prompting the young woman to glance in the Andorian's direction for a very brief moment but long enough to see him looking directly at her.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk… what would Clora think if she heard you thinking such thoughts? The shortness of my skirt is merely part of my undercover identity meant not to have people wonder about if I really am whom I appear to be." The young woman offered in as much a teasing manner as her whispered voice permitted.
=/\= So I guess that we are both lucky that Clora is Bajoran and not Betazoid. =/\= The CO chuckled briefly before taking a more serious stance that the young woman immediately picked up on by the change in the man's voice and breathing which she cold barely hear.
With a plate filled with exotic fruits from what appeared to be every world known to the Federation, and even some that were not, the young woman made her way to a vacant table knowing better than to ask James about the reason for his having called this meeting before the rest of the senior staff had arrived. Whatever the reason had been, the Orion woman knew that it had to be something major and that it would most likely change the focus of their current mission to something far less enjoyable.
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Better known for the time being as…
Siltrish Brakas, Orion 'femme fatal'
"We are Grey, we stand between the Candle and the Star, between the Darkness and the Light" 2005 post #181
Stardate: 60321.0845
Setting: TANGIERS ORBITAL, 1st Floor, Triple Diamond Conference Lounge
Sabrina Jones {sabrina_sweet@hotmail.com}
Commander Sabrina Rikar
Executive Officer
USS ANUBIS, NCC-18501
-Entilza Delenn, Babylon 5
