>"It would appear to be that way." Admiral Lasiter answered. "So let us
>bypass the formalities. We all know that I have a son, and that he is in
>Starfleet. We all know, or will shortly, that the both Lasiters have
>dealings with the pirate, terrorist, thief, rogue- depending on where your
>view point is- known as Selara D'amondra. I guess we need to discuss what
>the next move is." he continued.
>
> "I do not see the need to discuss anything. My relationships, in
>particular whom they are with, are none of Starfleet's business. You can
>hardly speak to me as a father and certainly not as CO of Starfleet." Sam
>replied, just a bit testy.
>
> "Now you are not that stupid. You know damned well what the
>consequences are for you, and that your father *CAN* say something about it
>in his role as CinC of Starfleet. You wear the uniform, remember...."
>Garibaldi replied.
Selara was looking casually around the cargo bay. "What I'm wondering is why
this cargo bay is burned out..." She focused her attention back on the
three men. "I personally have little to lose in this situation. I could
care less that my current lover happens to be an admiral's son. In fact, I
could gain quite a bit from it. You, my cousin Celana, and I already have a
very delicate balance between us. Do you really want to disrupt it at this
point?"
-Sera
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