Subject: Grail: Great Brightness - Queen to Queen (Brinn)

47307.31- 10:04, Main Shuttle Bay

"I am Subcommander Thalissa of the Warbird R'Larn. I am at your mercy."

Athalya Anne smiled at the woman and let herself into her mind as she

walked towards this 'Subcommander Thalissa, but carefuly keeping out of

arms reach. *Danm you, Command!* she thought. Why on earth they had

promoted her from a mere Gunnery Sergeant to a Lieutenant Major all of

the sudden was beyond her. *I'll kill you when I find out who you are,

you asshole.* She thought of the person who had promoted her to this

insanely high rank. *I swear to God, I'll cut your throat!* Her smile

widened just a hair. *Perhaps she's right after all.*

All the while, she was eye this woman who stood before her. Athalya

Anne was queerly reminded of a dignatary from a country that had been on

the wrong side of a war. Thalissa was about Athalya Anne's hight, give

or take a few centimeters, wore her hair in the typical Vulcan/ Romulan

fashion, and had a delecate sort of beauty. *Delecate, my ass.* She

thought snidely. This was Athalya Anne's Romulan counterpart.

At last she spoke. "Until you give us reason to believe other wise, you

are honored guests. Have you any wounded?" Athalya Anne had no idea

how many that Rommie pod could fit. Probaly between six and ten.

"I am alone." This she said regaly and without emotion. Eying the

predominatly male population, Thalissa sneered.

As a formality, Athalya Anne said somewhat dryly, "I trust you do not

require any medical assistance."

"That is none of your concern." The Ice Queen said.

"Quite the contrary. It is my concern." Athalya Anne's eyes narrowed

slightly and set her jaw.

*Well? Aren't you going to introduce yourself?* A voice in the back of

her head asked.

"I am LMaj Athalya Anne Brinn, of the USS Grail," she gestured to

Fionn, "This is Lt Fionn, our Chief of Tactical and this is Lt Logan

Castle, Chief of Security." Athalya Anne gestured in turn to Castle.

Athalya Anne mentaly consulted the protocul for such an occasion. *Take

her to Sickbay.* The back of her mind laughed. *Let her see the

ravages of what her people have done.* It scardonicly said.

"Walk this way." She lead the way out, leaving security to file around

the woman.

LMaj Athalya Anne Brinn