> > The young thing added, "My operatives have also noticed that
> >ground units have been sent down on the ground to investigate anomolies.
> >The Commander and I believe that they are chasing ghosts. One of our
unit
> >commanders believes that they are chasing our units, but that is just not
> >possible...." He was cut off by a quick glare by Brell.
> >
> > "The truth is, Admiral, that we do not any conclusive evidence of
> >anything other than the Cardies are chasing ghosts. Sensor anomolies and
> >the like." Brell added after he scolded his subordinate.
> >
> > Kit could taste the attitude from both men. It was as if they
> >were talking to a child. She knew what ws going on, she had the reports
> >from Intell and from Aurellius to tell her that. The attitude, the
> >talking down to her was telling her volumes.
> >
> > There was a brief pause as they entered the last room. Brell
> >continued as they headed back towrds the mission briefing room.
> >
> > "The increased activity on our side of the border, the addition of
> >6 starships to the normal border patrol has definately perked some
> >interest over on the other side. It would be safe to say that they think
> >that we could invade, or at the very least send in a retaliatory (sp)
> >strike against them for what happened on DS9." Brell aded.
> >
> > A pee-on came up to Brell, handed him a note and aited for a
> >response. "Have him go to debriefing. I will talk to him later.... I
> >appologize, Admiral Kitanya. One of our teams has just come back. Once
> >they clean up and debrief I will have them join us, if you wish."
>
> "Yes, I would like that verrry much," she replied, almost cheerily, glad
> humans had a hard time reading Caitians. Unfortunately, although she
could
> control her tail from slashing back and forth in the anger that she felt,
> she couldn't stop the tip of her tail from twitching constantly.
>
> Yes, she could see what was going on. Cardies weren't chasing sensor
> ghosts, they knew something was there, and people would die because this
> fool was too arrogant and stupid to accept it and get out while he still
> could. She would talk to that team alone, and then talk to the young
> officer and get the name of the unit commander that had more sense. This
> was a dangerous job, and people did die, but to die because of someone's
> foolishness was unacceptable.
>
> "I would like to do the debrrriefing," she said as they continued on their
> way.
>
Obviously taken aback by the request. "Are you sure, Admiral. "
Brell said not all that happy that she wanted to debrief *any* of his teams,
and this on in particular.
>
> "I insist, Commanderrr," she said, with a slight inflection on the
> 'Commander' that made it an order.
>
The officers there looked at each other for a quick second as Brell
replied, "Aye, sir."
Brell then made a call, and had the debriefing moved to the mission
briefing room where Admiral Kitanya could participate.
A few moments later the occupants inside could hear the yelling match just
outside the door. While much of it was too muffled for them to make out,
Kitanya, with her feline hearing, was aboe to make things out just fine.
"Look, pencil neck!!!! I know they were after us. They chased us
across a jungle for about a good 5 clicks, then called in for
reinforcements to corner us. They called in for, and I quote, 'Send in
another two squads. We are in persuit of a Starfleet infultration team.'
End Quote. Don't give me that crap, and I do not care what Brell or his
other dork says about it. They were..."
The door opens...
"Shooting at us."
The man doing the shouting entered. He looked to be a humanoid-
Betazoid/Human actually. He also looked to be much older than the young
man that seemed to be the senior operative. This man in the dirty and torn
uniform looked as if he had been on several missions where he had been shot
at. He looked as if he had, as they say, the 1000 meter stare. The fresh
cuts on his forehead and hands looked as if he were running full tilt boogy
through a jungle, and only served to compliment his scar on his face that
ran from his left eye to his chin.
He turned and recognized those assembled, except for the Vice Admiral,
and said, "Oh my..."
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"Well..... it is good to see you back in one piece, Lt. Commander Russco.
Vice Admiral Kitanya, allow me to introduce our most colorful unit
commander- Lt. Commander Blair Russco and his team." Brell greeted the
group of station personnell and the team of 9.
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