| Subject: Ah... dress uniforms... |
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Deva Andranos
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Date Posted: 18:57:19 02/21/02 Thu
In reply to:
Evita
's message, "Ah, look at all the lonely ... people?" on 10:52:56 02/21/02 Thu
Deva grinned smugly as he stepped out of his quarters. For one thing, his Biochem lab was coming along nicely. Plant life carpetted the floor, climbed the walls, and a bit even hung off the ceiling. There were the beginnings of small shrubs, and even a tiny sapling in one of the corners. But, as he stepped out of his lab and into the hall, the other reason became obvious.
While as a crewmember in the command crew, he should have been wearing a dress uniform, as a representative of a new race, he was allowed to wear his Elcyion garb. Whereas others would be in stuffy whites, or so he was told, he wore a comfortable suit.
He still wore his pair of trusty boots, but had donned a pair of breeches the colour of midnight, with a sleeveless tunic of the same shade. His well-developed, wiry muscles revealed themselves, something they hadn't done in his earlier outfit. And of course, he had taken a cloak to wear, which seemed to be made of spun gold. To top it off, he wore a pair of bracers with Elcyion writing on them, and a silver-colored pendant with a single symbol from his homeworld on it. All in all, he made a distinct first impression.
He had made sure to put taps on the front of his boots, so with every step he made towards the ceremony. He walked through the door outside of the ship, and made it to the ceremony, but even though he was a spectacle, he sat at a back table until he had to make a speech of his own.
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