> >
> > "Anything to keep their sharp eyes and phasers off of us, but a tragedy
all
> the
> > same. I wish them well.... However, that is not why I am here. I am
here
> because
> > there is a security leak at one of the higher levels back home. It has
> people really
> > bugged out about it. They are even talking about another purge. You
know,
> those
> > that can not be absolutely trusted make them disappear...." Durak was
> looking for
> > something. He was not just there to send a message. He was not there
to
> talk
> > about purges or the attack on Admiral Lasiter. Although he probably
will
> at some
> > point, but just why is he there....
>
> "Sounds like the same old politics going on at home," said Golan with a
sigh.
> "I doubt that is all that you came here to discuss. You have never been
one
> to beat around the bush. What more is there to this discussion?"
>
"Come, walk with me. Drink up first." Durak replied with a casual
smile.
{response}
"Just come on, old friend....."
The two left the ambassador's quarters. It was just the two of them. After
turning down several nondescript halls Durak starts....
"Your quarters are not safe. They have eyes and ears. Be
weary, old friend. I am very fearful of events that I am seeing. While you
chose diplomacy to change or people, I chose the military. Together we made
quite a difference, ay..... Well, you have been out here on the fringes of
contact, and I have not. There are movements. Movements that are very
secret, or are at least hoped to be. Movements that are very reminessent of
the Obsidian Order when they tried to bardin with the Tal Shiar and the
Dominion. Only this time it is far worse. I have seen those that are the
most hungry for power and for domination meeting. I am not sure just who
they are meeting, but I know where and I have a good idea why?"
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