[center][h1][color=peachpuff]U R U N A[/color][/h1][hr][/center]
Uruna floated by, wandering around the party silently and only keeping to herself. All the members of the Trident were present at the moment, and the Quirinian was shocked to see so many of them all at once. She couldn't even recognize a single face so she was currently floating in a sea of unfamiliar faces, literally. She wished Ommo, the cutest turtle in the whole entire world and her best friend forever, was here but she left him back at the safety of their quarters because he didn't like large crowds. Every minute that passed by made Uruna wished she did the same as Ommo.

Music and laughter filled the whole HQ as members of the Trident, both young and old, talk and catch up with one another. Those who couldn't walk and/or breath on land like Uruna simply swam by through the raised glass pools that lined the walls which also connected to the outside. Some of Uruna's kin were at the several pools at the balcony area that have glass domes. Thanks to the marvelous technological advancement in their society, the glass didn't muffle any noise at all and people of all species, fins, and legs were able to communicate just as effectively as actually talking face-to-face. There were several others who wore land suits and mobile glass capsules so they could wander around on land. Uruna was given the chance to use one, but she felt safer in the comfort of the waters.

What she felt much uncomfortable with was the uniform. It did look sleek and classy, Uruna couldn't deny that, but she really liked it if she was... '[i]au naturel[/i]'. She hated using the term 'naked' because she believed that it was only natural for Droquilians not wearing anything at all. They were under the waters anyways, so why bother? The closest to a set of clothes that Uruna wanted to get to was a piece of kelp wrapped around her bare breasts because they were, according to some human males, 'too distracting'.

Still, she had to follow protocol. Maybe she was even over-thinking about it, seeing that most of her kin wore their prescribed uniform. Uruna kept on rubbing the sleeves as it still felt very strange against her body. Well, she'll get used to it eventually. After all, it was a very cool uniform.

Another cool thing for was the bar. On land, bartenders served drinks on glasses. Doing the same thing underwater will be obviously impossible so they had to improvise. Under water, the different types of drinks were all in each containers that have faucets. The bartender would simply turn a faucet and the preferred drink will come out in what humans liked to call as 'edible water bottles'. It looked like a bubble but it was more of a gelatin blob, allowing anyone to hold it without breaking the 'bottle'. They could peel the outer layer of the blob like a fruit and pop it in the mouth, or simply puncture a hole in the blob to suck the drink. 

Speaking of the bar, Uruna just decided to get a drink from their and went against the glass to wait for the people that were supposed to give a speech. She was holding a 'bottle' that contained a non-alcoholic drink humans liked to call orange juice, and she was thinking about drinking from it when she heard people converse near her. She didn't realize a table was right against her side of the glass so she could easily hear what they're saying. It was a white-haired human woman being talked to by a smug-lookined Droquilian and another orange-haired woman. 

Uruna used 'being talked to' instead of 'talking to' because it looked like the white-haired woman wasn't in the mood to talk at all. The orange-haired woman introduced herself as Izzy and called the other woman as captain. It was then Uruna realized that she was Captain Weaver Sinclair. She didn't know if they could see the Quirinian as she was floating right behind them so she lightly tapped at the glass to call their attention. [color=peachpuff]"Um, hello! I am Uruna and I'm one of the newer members. It is very nice to meet you, Captain Sinclair,"[/color] Uruna politely said before she bowed in respect to her. [color=peachpuff]"You look troubled, Captain. How are you feeling?".[/color]