> "Thank you. If you don't mind I will stick my head in to see just
> how he is doing. I will be back in a moment....."
>
> "Yes, sir. I will wait for you. Take all the time that you and the
Admiral
> would like."
>
"Thank you Commander." was all that he said as he walked into the
office suite of the CinC of Starfleet. Just in time to hear the bellow from
the office, and to see a large cat-like creature go in.
Tyrus not being a tactful one when it came to his older brother, just walked
in passing Captain Boulay.
"Good day Captain." he said in passing.
Walking right into the lion's den.....
"Well how the hell are you, Sam?" started the prankster admiral.
"Who the hell are you, and why shouldn't I demote you ensign?"
came the rough reply.
M'Rrenn feeling caught in the middle. The big guy on one side in a
bad mood, and the jokster on the other trying to pluck the CinC's last good
nerve. This was not a good sign...
"Your brother, Rear Admrial Tyrus Lasiter reporting to the
Commander in Chief. Sir!" he replied jumping to a perfect, rigid full
attention stance.
The older Lasier came from around his desk. "At ease young man.
Why don't you write?" he said still a tad rough hugging the man....
TBC...
