Cmdr. Alora DeVeau - "New Guy"
Amanda Nordstrom
((Science Department, USS Khitomer))
Sitting at a console, Alora took up a studious posture. Perched upon the edge of it, she leaned forward, one elbow upon the surface, her other arm lying across. Upon her lifted hand, she rested her chin, her eyes perusing the information from the scans she had just completed of some unusual specimens on the Khitomer. The complexity of the molecular structure of the flora was unique, and yet she recognised it - it was very similar to a unique species she had found on one of the planets where the flora emitted natural light when it rained.
That indicated a possible connection, not only to another world, but to a whole different quadrant of the galaxy. Not only that, the discovery by Ras as well as Commander Katsim indicated that there were more connections than just through plants. Thus far, it painted a very interesting picture of possible movements between quadrants, even thousands of years before they thought, and from peoples they didn’t quite expect. Of course, that was all just a theory, and there was nowhere near enough evidence to prove it, but it was a fascinating thought.
As she worked, she heard the doors open, and her attention drew away from the screen and to the doors. There, she saw an unfamiliar face. That in itself wasn’t unusual because she wasn’t on her usual ship, but something about him made her think “new”. Well then, maybe it was time to have some fun. Rising, she stood and straightened, then jabbed a finger directly at the Klingon.
DeVeau: You!
Petak: Response
Skirting around her chair, Alora advanced toward the man, her face severe, her brow furrowed, her eyes holding him hostage. She only stopped when there was just enough space to have an appropriate personal distance.
DeVeau: You’re new her.
She stated, her expression still stern.
Petak: Response
Alora had learned how to school her features at an early age, for she had participated in a number of productions over time. While that lessoned once in the Academy, and she had only been in one as an actual officer, she hadn’t forgotten how to do so. Instantly, however, she shifted, her expression changed. Her brow smoothed, her mouth stretched into a wide smile, and her eyes lit up with humour and delight as she stuck out her hand to the man.
DeVeau: Hi! I’m Alora.
Petak: Response
-- Commander Alora DeVeau Chief Science Officer USS Thor & Matriarch of the 15th House Betazed M239008AD0
