> >
> > "We can be our own people. My mother hated the fleet. My father loved
> >it. I am their son, and that means that I make up my own mind. Our
> >situation put another way, your life is yours and mine is mine. Our
> >relationship is young and there is not any baggage or long term
> >commitments. Let's just take things as they are. Move forward slowly,
> >doing what we have been doing. If things get to the point where we want
to
> >take another step then we do that. If things do not work out, then they
do
> >not work out. Just like any other relationship. That is if you are
> >willing. The hell with Admiral Garibaldi and Admiral Lasiter."
>
> Her eyebrow raised in an arch, Vulcan way, and she smirked. "You don't
hear
> THAT very often. Do you know what you're saying? You're playing wiht
fire.
> I have far less to lose than you, and I don't particularly concern
myself
> with the admirals' opinions. But you... are you sure you want to stake
your
> career and reputation on being able to play with me? I'm wanted in
several
> systems, you could see me in the brig at any moment, and I might leave you
> without notice."
>
"So you are saying that the fun is over?" he asked, eagerly waiting
an answer....
