6-183: Administration Bureau Executive Conference Facility
Winta turns a few heads on Aston’s arm in the entryway, and his satisfaction meter appears to increase.
Regarding her initial scan of the room:
- There is a knot of people around Assistant Secretary Namaisa
- Some seem permanent fixtures and others appear to be coming and going as they make their birthday greetings.
- The permanents include:
- a male and female who are probably security of some sort
- a woman who is likely a long term partner
- possibly also an adult, or near adult, daughter
- a couple of other men who may be friends or colleagues
- a serving person who seems to be on permanent assignment to the guest of honour
- As she watches, a young and loud crowd make their way up the stairs to the guests’ dance balcony, the Assistant Secretary’s possible daughter following them longingly with her eyes.
- A largish group people about the Assistant Secretary’s age, some in formal bureaucrat uniforms, seem to have taken over a group of the couches; as the well-wishers leave the central group, several drift over to ‘couch base’
- A lone figure in a Vizierate robe (the only member of the Vizierate that Lia can see) is off to the side near the food tables methodically working his way through the canapes.
- At the opposite table end, a cluster of men and women are talking boisterously, their clothing style is slightly different and Lia may guess this group are mostly private enterprise, rather than government.
- Near another group of couches is a rather chubby, high ranking, Legion Officer who seems to be holding court while surrounded by a group of other Legion Officers, a woman that is probably his partner is standing in the background, dutifully trying not to look bored.
- There are still plenty of ‘free floaters’ in addition to the above.
- She has not spotted Zayaire anywhere on her initial scan.
- The clothing budget for this room could possibly outfit the Dominion Navy with a brand new Battle Cruiser.
Near the foot of the entrance way they are intercepted by a pair of strategically placed servers who inquire whether they would like a drink (sparkling is on a proffered tray, or they can have something else brought to them) and they are offered a selection of nibbles.
Beyond the servers a lone woman, expensively but slightly garishly dressed, has obviously spied Aston and is waiting for him do be done with the wait staff.
Lia will take all of that in as they enter and make their way leisurely into the space. As they pause at the servers and she accepts a glass of sparkling, she will lean towards Aston as if contemplating a canapé.
Subtly indicating towards the hovering woman with her head
“Avoid or endure?”
Her voice is pitched low.