Captain's Dining Room: Quinn and Trelene
"Good evening to you all," says the captain after the introductions are through. Small talk ensues, followed by a truly excellent meal - same dishes for everyone but in portions appropriate to each person's racial palatte. The captain seems genuinely pleasant, and her staff seems to respect her. Neither Frgegd nor Walid participates very much: the former seems to be trying to shrink into his chair, while the latter is watching everything and everyone intently, while gracefully deflecting any attempts at conversation sent his way. Everyone else seems relatively friendly, although after an hour of this both Trelene and Quinn realize nothing much as been said. It's almost as if contract negotiations have already begun for several people here, and therefore each person is just feeling the others out.
Finally, as dessert is being served, the Captain speaks to everyone again: "This gathering is slightly different than those I will be hosting throughout the rest of the voyage, as I am using it to take the opportunity to ask you all a personal favor. I don't usually travel this route, and I must say, with all respect to those of your from Daramm or Dukh, I must say that I've experienced a bit of culture shock over the past couple weeks planetside."
"Now, working for HiranuCorp,[She looks to Walid] my motto is 'Give the customer what it wants, in the manner it wants it,' but in this case, I'm not sure that's the best policy. Besides, this is not truly one of our regular pleasure cruises aboard the Keruuchan."
"All of you here are experienced enough that you'll have your choice of assignments at the Council. But those young ones out there [She gestures the restaurant beyond the doors.] are going where the companies send them. And with the unemployment in this region, the companies are going to send them a lot farther than most of them think. I think I speak for every one of their fututre managers when I say, 'They need to be brought down a few pegs.'
"On a bridge tour this afternoon, one of actually them asked if he could take over for one of my Vargr crewman if he 'went terrorist on us'. "I swear to you the *only* time Khzard has every looked *remotely* like a terrorist was at that exact moment.
"What I am going to ask you to do, ladies and gentlemen, is show them that they are in space now. Imperial Space, not Luriani Space. [Andrei chuckles and grins. Anselm frowns.] If you are insulted, call them on it. Pointedly. Make sure -
[Walid breaks in, and the Captain looks a bit stung, just for a second. The old man speaks in a thin voice
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"What the captian is saying, friends, is that we should treat our fellow citizens as they will be treated on assignment, and that they must be taught to treat others not otf the Luriani race in such a way that they can be employed away from their homeworld."
The captain resumes, "Thank you, Mr. Vice President. What I am asking of you and Ms. Scrautigue, then, is the converse. When interacting with the the young Lurianis, I hope you will perhaps, overemphasize the repect I'm sure you have for the members of other races we have aboard this ship, be they passengers or members of the crew. What say you all?"