> > > t'Llhweiir raised a eyebrow. As usual, Peckham did not exaggerate the
> > > situation. "I will be there in 48 hours," she said.
> >
> > "See you then. Enjoy your flight... Out."
>
> Even as the screen cleared, t'Llhweiir was activating her combadge.
> "Y'Toi, would you contact Rodman in the docking port and ask him to ready
> <Delon> for departure in one hour. I will need him provisioned for three
> weeks."
>
> "Yes, Admiral," her assistant replied.
>
> t'Llhweiir ended the call, then she used a secured channel the viewer to
> reach the CinC's office. "Is Admiral Lasiter available? It is
> important."
>
"One moment please. I will put you through." came the reply from
the aide.
>
> When he came on, she quickly brought him up-to-speed. "I know you want
> meet with the admiralty tomorrow, but this is a task I can give to no one
> else. Do I have your permission to depart?"
>
"Now is not the best of times....." he said not exactly happy about
her departure request. "Would you be available for the meeting via subspace
comm?" he said with the obvious implication that she could route it through
her intell network.
{response}
>
> Once their conversation ended, she contacted Brennan. <Matthew, I will
> need to postpone dinner. I have a task that will take me from Spacedock
> for several days.>
>
> Although she did not display it openly, one who knew her well could tell
> that she more than a little enthusiastic.
>
> (response)
>
> t'Llhweiir ends
>
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