Misunderstandings

[Cosmo Rex 0]

PERSONAL LOG

Ambassador Neptune Rex

Diplomatic liaison to Andor

June 2, 2154

 

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Ironic that a man named after a blue planet would be assigned to the Andorians, a cruel joke Neptune thought when he received the news that he would be sent packing to Andoria some two weeks before the announcement in anticpation of a negative reaction from the Andorians.

 

While he was, at some level, happy that it was Andoria and not Vulcan, Neptune was not exactly happy about being sent out to calm the brush fire started by Commodore Moose’s decision to step-up the Challenger Program, but he supposed he could live with it.

 

When he first arrived at Andoria he had been greeted by Telphia, an aged Andorian female whose job, or so Neptune deduced after being led around to all the ‘high points’ of Andoria for a week, was to keep Neptune as far away from the people he was sent to ‘calm’ down.

 

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After being showed around “Imperial War College,” for the fifth time in two days, this time to be indoctrinated in Andorian Security Protocols, Neptune decided it was time he found why he was being ‘kept’ from his job. He stopped mid-way through a hallway.

 

“Ambassador Rex,” Telphia said, “Is there something wrong?”

 

“Yes, There is something I don’t quite think I understand.”

 

“OH,” Telphia said, “Did I go to fast for you during the explanation of Andorian Security procedures?”

 

“Oh no,” Neptune said, “That’s not it…something else…”

 

“Well then ask and I shall elaborate,” Telphia antennae wiggled slightly. “I am sure I can explain it so that even a human could under stand.”

 

Neptune let the comment pass. “Yes, well try this on for size,” he said, “I was sent here by my government to act as a liaison, and to try and explain to your government that the Challenger Project is not part of a military buildup before an invasion of Andorian Space…but instead I have been delayed in that mission by nonsensical drudgery being showed the same things over and over…now why is that?”

 

The Andorians antennae wiggled and her eyes grew wide, all she could do was blink for a few seconds. “Are you saying that we are intentionally preventing the Peace process?”

 

“No I neve…”

 

“Well,” she huffed angrily, “Have it your way. We thought you would enjoy a tour of our wonderful planet, a tour we only give to those we respect, I see we were wrong to think that you could appreciate us.”

 

Neptune was a little surprised at the turn of events. “But…but…”

 

“Humans, you al care so little about the other races of galaxy!” she huffed as walked over to a terminal on the wall. She spoke into the speaker, “Send word to Ambassador Ventaur that Ambassador Rex has chosen to end his tour and will be arriving very shortly at his office to begin preliminary negations!”

 

She flipped of the comm system and whirled around her antennae wiggling angrily. “There you shall have your ‘work,’ but next time don’t expect any hospitality from US. Follow me!”

 

Unsure what to do, Neptune could only blink and stammer an, “Okay.”

 

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Neptune had been escourted to a small shuttle craft by Telphia who told him he would arrive at Ambassador Ventaur’s office with in a few minutes on the shuttle craft, since he was in such a hurry.

 

Once on the shuttle Neptune could only sigh, how easy it was for alien races to misunderstand each other, that was very clear to him now, and it was a mistake he would not make again, so he hoped.

 

After a few minutes in the air, the shuttle came to a halt and lowered to a landing pad, Neptune stepped off and was on his way to his first meeting with this ‘Ambassador’ Ventaur, little did he know what lay in store for him.

 

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Edited June 2, 2004 by Cosmo Rex