Brett:
 Summary: The Delphyne has rendezvoused with the USS Zapata to take aboard two diplomats and a new Executive Officer.  The two men represent a great hope for better relations with the Romulan Empire and the possibility of peace between them and the Federation at long last.

Brett:
 <<<<Begin Mission: "Double Blind - Part 1">>>>

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::at her station watching sensors::

Brett:
 INFO: The two ships approach one another and prepare for the personnel transfer.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Motions Sid Noseitall over to her board::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: Sir, the USS Zapata is approaching

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Adjusts his dress uniform once again. :: 

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Very good. Let's go to the transporter room and greet them.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: You'll join us? ::smiling::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods upon hearing the Captain's question and turns from her station::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: Aye, sir ::moves aside as Sid takes over at the TAC board. She moves to just behind the Captain::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Enters turbolift, waits for the other officers to join him. ::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::behind a serene face, thinks about the last time she saw Romulans… bringing back memories of Tegdaar::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Enters TL::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::follows the Captain::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Computer: Transporter Room one.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO/CTO: It's too bad the counselor couldn't join us.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Indeed it is. ::nods slightly, agreeing::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::starts slightly, being in deep thought::  CO: Yes

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Tugs at collar one last time before leaving the uniform alone. ::  Self: The one part of formal occasions I can't abide…

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::notes the CTO is also somewhat quiet and wonders if she had any encounters with Romulans::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::bounces slightly on her toes:: CO: Sir?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::listens to the hum of the lift as it moves through the shaft::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Yes?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::One eyebrow raises:: CO: Is there something wrong with your uniform?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::raises eyebrow and watches inscrutably::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: I said it was a good thing the counselor wasn't here… likely it's psychosomatic. All the 'functions' I was dragged along to as a child. Wearing this uniform ::indicating the dress uniform:: always makes me a bit… stuffy.  ::tries to smile::

Brett:
 INFO: The Turbolift arrives at the proper deck.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Looks thoughtful::  CO: I… see.  ::goes back to staring at the door::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Leads the way to Transporter Room one. ::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::watches the door open and prepares to follow the Captain as he departs::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Steps back as the lift stops, to let the other two exit::

Brett:
 INFO: As the trio enter the transporter room, the bridge reports the Zapata is ready to transport.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::stands waiting at a relaxed attention::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::moves so she can be ready, but tries to look relaxed::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Transporter_Chief: Energize when ready.

Brett:
 <TR Chief> ::Activates the transporter::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::antennae are still as she waits for the transporter to finish::

Brett:
 Action: Two figures appear on the pads: A middle aged, handsome human and a stately looking Romulan.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Guests: Welcome aboard the USS Delphyne. I am Captain Tar Rin Mash'ev.  ::smiling::

Brett:
 <Webber> ::Steps down off the pad, smiling and extending his hand::  CO: Thank you Captain, it is a pleasure.

Brett:
 <Charbok> ::Also descends, a bit more reserved but nods at the three officers::  ALL: Thank you.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Watches the newcomers closely::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Webber/Charbok: I would like to introduce my senior officers Lt Rhykmal and Lt Llynisika.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::hands behind her back, she nods to the two::

Brett:
 Action: The two diplomats exchange pleasantries.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::inclines her head in a similar manner::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Webber/Charbok: I would like to invite you to dinner tonight with myself and the other senior staff?

Brett:
 <Webber> ::Looks at his counterpart for a moment::  CO: Well Captain, I think we'd be delighted.  ::Smiles::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Eyes widen at the Captains mention of 'dinner', but she quickly covers::

Brett:
 <Charbok> ::Nods in agreement::  CO: That would be agreeable Captain.  Thank you.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Webber/Charbok: Very good. We will show you to your cabins but I hope you would let us know if there's anything we can get for you?

Brett:
 <Webber> CO: Certainly.  I admit I could do with a bit of rest.  You'd be surprised at how fatiguing sitting around on a Starship can be.

Brett:
 <Charbok> CO: I agree.  However, I wonder if it might be possible to visit one of your…holodecks?  Later this evening.  The Zapata did not possess them and I must admit to having grown fond of the experience while on Earth.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Webber: There will be plenty of time to force you to tour the ship later. ::smiles::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Charbok: Of course, ambassador. We can reserve a time for you right away.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::raises an eyebrow:: Charbok: Do you have a particular program you enjoy?

Brett:
 <Charbok> CSO: Not a favorite, no.  But there are several I have sampled that have been enjoyable.  I would like to peruse your library before hand, if possible, and select a new one.

Brett:
 <Charbok> ALL: I must say that I find the "Dixon Hill" program most stimulating.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::tilts her head curiously:: Charbok: Dixon Hill?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::looks to the others to see if they have heard of this 'Dixon Hill' since she has no idea what it refers to::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Charbok: We have a wide selection to choose from, ambassador. I'm sure we'll have something that will appeal to you.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Leads the way out of the transporter room, showing the ambassadors to their respective cabins. ::

Brett:
 <Charbok> CSO: Yes.  The mental stimulation of unraveling a mystery while avoiding deadly enemies reminds me of home.  I find it helps with my homesickness.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::follows at a respectable distance, while keeping an eye on their guests::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::looks inscrutable:: Charbok: Then I understand its appeal for you.

Brett:
 INFO: The two ambassadors are given VIP cabins.  They both appear satisfied with the accommodations.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Webber/Charbok: I will be posting a security detail for your protection. They can also show you where to go around the ship… such as the holodeck. ::grins::

Brett:
 <Charbok> CO: Come now captain, why would we need protection aboard your own ship?  Don't you mean you wish to make sure I do not sneak away in the middle of the night and learn the secrets of your quite remarkable ship?  ::Smirks, probably joking::

Brett:
 <Webber> CO: Well i for one am glad of it!  ::Laughs::  Charbok here is quite a dangerous man.

Brett:
 <Webber> ALL: At the negotiations table!  ::Laughs at his own joke::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::eyes glint briefly with wry amusement::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Webber/Charbok: It is for your protection, I assure you! ::hands up, laughing::  well, for my protection. If I didn't post guards, my career would be over… ::chuckles::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::her eyebrows both raise at Webbers attempt at a 'joke'::

Brett:
 INFO: Webber and Charbok take their leave of the crew and enter their respective cabins.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO/CTO: Don't get these uniforms wrinkled, we have dinner tonight.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods: CO: Aye sir.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::As the doors to the cabins close, she turns to the Captain, wincing at the mention of 'dinner', she tries to cover it quickly:: CO: Sir, do you have a preferance of security?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::quietly wonders what the Andorian has against dinner::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: No, I trust you will assign guards that will perform their duties well. ::wonders what he's missing? ::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Nods:: CO: Aye, sir

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: Two per door, then?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Aye, with increased patrols on the deck. Nothing too extravagant but we don't want to be caught unawares, either.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: I was thinking about Sven. ::grins a bit::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: For Ambassador Charbok, I assume?  An excellent suggestion…

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: Yes, I thought they might make a good match

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: We don't want to scare him… too much. Just make sure Sven knows to behave himself.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: Aye, sir.  Sven has handled this kind of assignment many times.  I trust him to behave

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: With your permission sir, I'll see to the detail

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Very well. But don't be late for dinner!

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::sighs softly:: CO: Aye sir ::turns and moves away::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *FCO*: Send our regards to the Zapata and set course for the Neutral Zone.

Brett:
 <FCO> *CO*: Aye sir.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::enters the 'lift and heads to the SEC/TAC office::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::tilts her head curiously and watches her go:: CO: Do you know if Lieutenant Llynsikia has had trouble at dinners before?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: I fear diplomacy may not be the lieutenant's strong suit…

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Ah… ::nods:: that would explain her reticence.

Brett:
 INFO: The Excelsior gracefully swings about and goes to warp, heading toward the Neutral zone several days away.

Brett:
 <<<<Pause>>>>>