>
> Rage filled Dais even though it was not evident on his face. "I am not here to play
>games. You know as well as I do that you scanned the Bajoran. End
> of story. You will give me this information because I am the Executive Officer of
>this station. End of story."
>
> The senior agent stiffled a laugh, "End of what? Just who the hell do you think you
>are dealing with? We are not some Starfleet junky that you can
> order around. We are part of the civilian government, and not subject to your
>authority in matters that pretain to Customs. While you can let him in under your
>authority, you can not demand anything from us. If you do not like that, Commander
>then call the Federation Customs Service Liason
> officer, or hell you think you are all that and a bag of chips. Call the Directory
>of Federation Customs. Just don't be surprised when he says you
> have no dip..."
>
> "While I might not be your senior officer. I do have a little bit of sway because
>of my position. I have no doubt that you superiors would not enjoy
> reading about this incident."
>
"In the papers, probably not, but when they hear that without speaking with us
first, you let a being on this station with body parts not belonging to him, I think
they will point the finger at you now us. Besides, we tried to cooperate with
Starfleet. It was Starfleet that would not try to cooperate with us. I am sure that
your superiors will love to hear from ours about the benefits, and regulations, of
interagency cooperation.
So, please file a report with our superiors."
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- Chris
http://home.earthlink.net/~csalmi
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