<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/84/Kavish_Teel_Trill_2.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>b Lieutenant Kavash Teel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>USS Intrepid/USS Redemption Docking port<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lt Commander Rim/ Open<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Everyone around.<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br/><br/>Kavash walked up to the viewing window above the space dock.  She looked tiny compared to the<em>Intrepid</em>but then of course the Intrepid class ships looked tiny compare to the Constitution Class ships so in reality it was all relative.  Teel's memories were of a time when Starships were getting bigger not smaller.  The original Enterprise A was almost a quarter of the size of the Enterprise D, but then Starfleet decided to go with sleeker ships and the Enterprise got smaller.<br/><br/>Of course these were both ships with esteemed histories and lineages going back ages.  Unlike the<em>Redemption</em>, her story was just starting, her lineage started with this crew.  The small package packing a huge punch was the way a few of his comrades on the<em>Intrepid</em>had described her.  She was the next generation of Starfleet capability and their crew would be the ones to set the tone for the capabilities this little ship carried.<br/><br/>His senses bristled before he ever heard the words behind him.  It wasn't any sort of crazy Betazoid empthy or hidden Trill sensory power that told him someone was approaching, but the instincts and senses of a being that was over a hundred and fifty years old.  Kavash grinned at the words.  He'd recognize a Catalian voice anywhere.  Turning nodded.  "Kavash Teel, Operations officer."  He said, taking the large paw much the same as he'd taken his captain's not more than an hour ago.  His nod quickly turned to a shake of his head as the question slipped out.  "Nope, I was getting ready to.  You think there's anyone on board yet?"  He asked noticing there had been a slowly growing collection of officers near the docking ramp.  He'd heard there was going to be a rather eclectic collection of leadership on this ship, but he didn't believe it until he'd seen it.  "Seems to be a rather interesting mix of crew."  Kavash said letting his thought translate into words.<br/><br/>Having two Trill on the crew would be interesting, even through the other one was not joined, that would have been unheard of.  The Andorian and Orion on the other hand weren't unheard of, but still seemed a bit odd.  A Catalian science officer made him smile.  The one that seemed to stand out as particularly odd was the Cardassian medical officer.  Sure the war was over and the Cardassian's had paid dearly for their actions when the Dominion turned on them in the end, but a hot distrust of Cardassian's still ran deep both for Kavash and Teel.  Had it not been for the Cardassian, not Dominion, attack on their weapon development outpost,  Rasis Teel, would still likely be alive.  Unfortunately, Trills have long memories.<br/><br/>"Should we board?"  Kavash finally asked Rim