> > Garibaldi replied in a much more calm way, "What Admiral Lasiter
> >is shooting for is an agreement between all of us here to keep a low
> >profile. We need to make sure that there is no connection between you and
> >your operation, Selara and Starfleet's top brass. This includes your
> >relationship with the boy."
> >
> > "I take exception to that, Garibaldi. You two can not tell me
> >whom I can and can not associaite with." Sam replied about as indignant
as
> >his father.
> >
> > "*Commander*, it would be wise for you to put your passion back
> >into your pants. No one here has suggested that you can not carry on
with
> >Ms. D'amondra. What we *are* suggesting is that you both make damned
sure
> >that it stays a secret. We are also *asking* for ways on how to make
this
> >happen." Garibaldi replied stressing the difference in rank to reign in
> >the young lad.
> > Turning to Selara, "Personally, this is big pain in the back
side
> >you two seeing each other, but that is neither here nor there. What we
> >need to do is to make sure that this is a privite matter, not a media
> >event. Can you understand what we are asking?" Garibaldi said trying to
> >keep the cooler heads talking while the hot heads cooled off.
> >
>
> Selara replied, equally as calm, "Don't think I'm an idiot, Garibaldi. I
> make all my business dealings 100% untraceable. There's no way at this
point
> anyone could connect this little project of yours to me. But, there's
little
> value to me if we became public either. I'm in the headlines enough I
> really don't need the noise right now. So keeping a low profile is fine
> with me."
>
> She looked at Admiral Lasiter with an amused little smile on her face.
> "Don't take this too personally yet, Admiral. It could be far, far worse
for
> you."
>
"It already has gotten there." He said as he left. Still
fuming over the exchange. The one overriding thought was that he absolutely
hated Selara D'amondra. He hated her smug attitude. He hated her flaunting
arrogance, and how dismissive she was of him. He hated everything about
her. His absolute hatred would be picked up by just about any telepath that
happened to take a glancing look, but especially the Venasian Ambassador.
She would get the entire message down to the smallest detail about just how
he loathed the Venasian Selara D'amondra.
"Let him go." Sam said watching his father walk away. "Let him go
in his huff." Sam said starting to think more like the Starfleet officer
that he was. "What did you have in mind Admiral Garibaldi?"
"Well I would start by keeping Selara as far away from him as
possible. The one think that is crystal clear is that he no longer likes
your choice of lady friend." he replied.
"That is his problem, and he can deal with it alone. SO let's get
back to the business at hand. Shall we."Sam replied.
"Of course. Can you two keep your relationship quiet? No public
meetings, do what ever it takes to keep the press out of it especially since
they are here in force. That kind of thing?" Garibaldi replied.
Sam turned to Selara and said... "Well what do you think, honey?"
