> > > >Picking up the uniform, Nabru heads over
> to
> > > where Liridian and company are.
> > > >
> > > ?Moments later, the Intell Operative
> arrives to
> > > find Liridian, Katya, Maggie,
> > > >and the medic standing around an Andorian
> in
> > > Starfleet garb.
> > >
> > > Steven waved to Nabru as she arrived, and
> shot
> > > her an inquiring glance, as if to ask 'did
> you find anything'?
> > >
> >"I cound this Commander. It appears to be a
> uniform of sorts. Possibly
> >Ramesar, but to be certain, I would like to
> show this to Mr. Watson for
> >confirmation and any other information that he
> may be able to offer."
>
> Steven studied the bit of uniform that Nabru
> held out for him to see. Acting on intuition, he pulled out his
> tricorder and did a quick scan
> of the material.
>
The cloth that the uniform was made out of did not come from the
Federation. It was widely traded by the Horata, Packlids, and the Ferengi,
which said nothing in particular as they traded quite a many things. The
cloth was a natural product, actually grown and spun into cloth, *not*
manufactured or replicated.
{response}
> "As for consulting with Mr. Watson, I concur.
> As he seems to be our
> resident expert on these people, there isn't
> much other choice in the matter."
>
Nabru nodded, but was puzzled at the comment she made regarding Mr. Watson.
He hardly knew him well enough to trust him or to have that great a misgiving
about him. He filed it in the back of his mind.
> [Continued in previous post]
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