Amélie raised a glass and smiled at the Captain as she went by. She'd barely met the woman but everyone spoke highly of her, and she'd done right by the mission. The good doctor flagged a passing waiter and grabbed another glass of champagne, noting this was her fourth glass and making sure she stopped there. It wouldn't do to have too much fun at a diplomatic event like this one.

	Speaking of too much fun, it took Dr. Amélie far too long to notice the upset that was occurring near the middle of the room with some USS Officers and the locals Captain Weaver had been talking to. Things hadn't escellated to violence but it was clearly uncomfortable for those gathered around. Amélie cursed inwardly and waited for someone to take control of the situation. And she waited, and waited.

	Damn it all! People were too busy getting fresh drinks or comfortable seats for the speech to take notice! Amélie surged to her feet and made a beeline towards the conversation, not knowing what she would do, knowing she didn't want to get involved but also knowing what was at stake if these three bastards started a rift between the initiative and the locals

	She arrived to hear just about the end of Uruna's own speech and appreciated how Quirina's reputation was well earned. Well, the part about being an angel of mercy to the injured troopers, if not the reputation of wearing very little in the way of clothes. Amélie waited for the troopers to file themselves away before talking to the rest of the group, focusing on the Droquilians.

	[color=violet]"I'm very sorry about those three, they are not representative of USS personnel I assure you. I can't speak for the Captain but I'm sure she's going to make them regret trying to make trouble when I tell her what happened. I'm Dr. Sellens, the Xenobiologist, and it's my pleasure to meet you all,"[/color] Amelie made a show of scowling in the direction of Gruden, [color=violet]"If only it were under better circumstances."[/color]


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