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[Omi]

As the airlock door swung outwards, Lucie drew herself up to her full - albeit still pathetically short - height. When you had as few centimetres as she had to work with, it was prudent to make full use out of each and every one. Predictably, though, once the metal bulkhead had finished creaking open, she was still forced to look up at the Doctor, who was standing there with his hands clasped behind his back. Lucie had never let her height (or lack thereof) get to her, though, and she wasn't about to start now.

"Adminstrateur," she began, smiling as warmly as she could manage. As smiles went, it was a decent effort, although it never quite reached her icy blue eyes. "Enchantée. Welcome to the Toulouse - my 'command corvette', if you will."

She extended a hand by way of greeting, almost imperiously, while glancing at the empty airlock behind him.

"You are, ah- coming aboard alone, oui?"

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