[Philo - Bay of The Tides]
Arrun crossed the sandy beach in equal measures comfort and unease, wearing his dress uniform akin to his looser priestly vestments -if not far too warm for the climate- and meeting his first CO that wasn't an instructor. Somehow, the warm sun and sandy beach did nothing to make Arrun feel comfortable, he wasn't going to speak with just any senior officer, but an Admiral. His parents had been married by some Admiral or another, he had shaken hands with one, but never thought he'd serve with one. He glanced once again at his PADD bearing his assignment orders, ensuring he did not forget it or somehow grossly misread it.
"The Prophets are not always clear." He muttered half to comfort himself and half to lament his strange situation.
As he looked up from his PADD and saw the gathering of Starfleet uniforms and the Philosians, he was struck a bit baffled. The aliens whom he knew little of from a rather abrupt briefing seemed agitated; the faces did not quite match those in his PADD. But he was told this is where the Rear Admiral would be before he was beamed down. On a glance the scene was tense and uneasy. Suddenly, his worries about making a good first impression seemed small in comparison. Glancing at collars, he was able to pick out the Rear Admiral in the group, who again did not quite look like Rear Admiral Lafayette. Then again, it was just as possible Arrun had made some mistake or gotten an old image of the Admiral somehow.
Arrun did not want to approach, did not want to possibly upset what appeared to be a tense diplomatic moment; however, he took experienced comfort in knowing that sometimes a new friendly face was enough to soften a dispute. So he took a soft deep breath, put on his best warm priestly smile, and walked over to the Rear Admiral.
"Excuse me," he said softly and with a deferential nod of the head to the Philosians before turning his full attention to the Rear Admiral. "Sir, may I presume you are Rear Admiral Lafayette?" He said with his PADD tucked under his left arm and his body just shy of full attention. He thought better to not stand too stiffly or speak too brusquely, given he did not want to add to the atmosphere.