(( Clanhouse, Deck 10, USS Juneau, Awards Ceremony ))
She stood at the clear window nursing her drink, not because she was afraid of drinking it down, but because there were optics to consider and the thought of the crew watching their Captain down a glass of Kali Fal before speaking to them was not something she wanted to impart. It was true, she knew, she often used props such as drinks to hide the fact she fidgeted, but she hoped the crew saw it as something else - socialization. For a moment she was back in the past, a teenager, still in secondary school and her father, the Colonel, was admonishing her for not being able to sit still for more than a few moments.
It had been several years Alea's father had pulled her aside, shoved a drink in her hand, winked, and said 'just fool the crowd, you'll do fine'.
The crew was filing in, forming their little pockets which meant it was time to get everyone's attention. She took a deep breath and approached the small podium, stained wood to match the rest of the room contrasting her dress whites, her PADD with remarks mostly memorized already placed by the staff. She placed the blue drink next to the PADD and cleared her throat, waiting for the acting XO to join her.