EXETERRPG: (3-1436)SOPS/3O LtCmdr Tyrek Na’Rel REPOST REPOST

[Rob Davis]

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Mission: A new day dawns

Day: 3

Stardate: 2446.01.30

(USS Exeter, Main Engineering - SOPS/3O LtCmdr Tyrek Na’Rel - 1436)





"You, there, in red." The admiral singled him out.

Tyrek looked around to make sure the admiral was talking to him, but
ultimately knew he was being called out.

"Yes, you. Come over here." Pros said. "Don't tell me. Pointed ears means
vulcanoid. Provisional rank, so not Vulcan. You must be Romulan. What's
your name?" The admiral asked.

Tyrek walked over to the admiral and stood with a straight posture.

" Yes Sir. Lieutenant Commander Tyrek Na'Rel Sir."

"Lieutenant Commander Tyrek, what did you rate in the Republic? What was
your rank there?" Frolless asked.

Tyrek raised his brow ever so slightly.

"Sub-commander Tyrek Na’Rel, Chief Weapons Officer and Tactical
coordination specialist. ''

Tyrek answered promptly but also felt the need to address the error made by
the admiral. " and it's Lieutenant Commander Na'Rel Sir."

Tyrek added knowing that Tellarites had a proclivity towards starting
arguments with just about anyone over just about anything, and this
particular specimen in an Admiral's uniform seemed to have vision problems
by not noticing the brow ridges on his forehead. Clearly not a Vulcan
trait, but Tyrek however wasn't trying to cause a repeat of the babel
crisis.

~ Perhaps he missed his mud bath this morning, or I could be wrong. He
certainly smells like he took one. Tellarites historically more beast than
man.~

( reply Admiral Pros, Keira, any )

( posted rob)
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