>
> (ooc: writing from work)
(OOC: Cool-o}
>
> David was frustrated...and hungry.
>
> He walked down to the Promenade and saw a sign for a blues band
playing...he
> walked in and just breathed in the relaxation. He saw Audra with someone
who
> looked like the CinC, but wasn't.
>
> He approached the table just in time to hear...
>
> >"Are there any protocols that I should know of since I am a visiting
> >Admiral?" he asked once the waiter had departed.
>
> "Pardon me before you answer Ms. Firehawk. I believe there is an obscure
> protocol that visiting Admirals, especially ones who closely resemble
> Admiral Samuel Lasiter, allow me to buy them a drink." He smiled and
offered
> his hand, "Admiral sir. Captain David Boulay, JAG Chief."
>
The Admiral smiled a big smile, one that Riker himself would be
proud of.
"Well, Captain drinking is not a good thing mid day, but if your offer is
good tomorrow night then it is a deal. " he said standing taking the hand of
the captain.
Mr. JAG Chief, I am Rear Admiral Tyrus Lasiter, the XO of the 9th
Fleet, and the younger, smarter, and better looking brother the CinC.
Pleased to meet you."
{response}
