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Shiala Castele, Kynala's Ri secretary met Daemala's eyes with a frown upon her purple features. "Ms. Evantus is currently waiting for a meeting with the Terran National Government..." she began, before trailing off as the vampire's abilities took effect. Though her race were all naturally telepaths, the non-psionic nature of vampiric compulsion was not something that they guarded against. Her implants were designed to grant her powerful telekinesis rather than mental fortitude.

The Ri woman knew something wasn't right, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. "I... imagine that she will be able to fit you in, though. They aren't here yet. I'll show you in."

Rising, she gestured for Daemala to follow as she stepped towards the wooden double doors, pushing them open.

"A ..." it occurred to Shiala that she hadn't asked the woman's name. That was odd. How had she known she had an appointment? Maybe she'd just forgotten... "Somebody here to see you, Ms. Evantus. They have an appointment."

Kynala looked up from her desk with a frown, "What? Shiala, I'm not seeing anyone other than the TNG at present. I don't know who this woman is, but unless it's blasted High Councillor Z'rii herself, then she can wait."

"I..." Shiala began, looking back at Daemala, "I think you have to..."

Something definitely wasn't right here, Shiala knew it. But why couldn't she figure it out? What was wrong with her? Her normally razor-sharp mind was foggy, she couldn't focus on anything!