<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/OdedFehr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Commander Kar'tak Timor Vanzell, First Officer (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kar%27tak_Timor_Vanzell)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Captain's Quarters<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Late evening<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Captain Lyra Core, Closed<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;"><br/>Kar'tak did not need to wait long before he heard her invitation to enter, the doors to her quarters 'whishing' open before him. He stepped into her quarters and the doors 'whished' closed behind him. Kar'tak inclined his head towards her in thanks for inviting him in.<br/><br/>"Good evening, Captain," he said, his words spoken in his usual gentle-deep baritone. "I had thought that perhaps in celebration of our nearly two months we've spent soaring through space, we might enjoy a drink together to appreciate the fact that the ship hasn't yet fallen apart around us," he offered, a faint smile on his lips as he indicated the bottle that he held in his hands. "And, perhaps it might give us a chance to talk... privately," he added. "If this is not an inconvenient time for you?"<br/><br/>He knew this was going to be very awkward, not just because it was something he did not often do, but her race and her position and rank also added to the complexities of the situation. For that matter, she might not be the slightest bit interested in him, but being that she was a Vulcan and quite adept at concealing her feelings, he knew he wouldn't be able to judge simply by her actions. However, the Captain had told him at one point shortly after coming on board the ship that she valued his opinion, as long as he was -honest- and forthright. And that was exactly what he planned to be.<br/><br/>"Would you like a glass?" he asked, holding up the bottle to read the label. "I was promised that this was an excellent vintage that any vulcan would find appealing."</div>