> Golan nodded. "I am glad that you came to see me on this, my friend. > It looks like we will be needed to keep are people from making the same > mistakes they made before." > > With an ironic, yet sarcastic, smile he replies, "Well when your history > is re-written as much as our has been. It is often hard to learn the > proper lessons from it, and as the humans say... if you do not learn > from history, you are condemned to repeat it." > > With a nod, Glan smiled. "You are right my friend. I will make an > appointment to meet with the Venasian Ambassador about our concerns. > Let me know what you learn about my assistant Melora Damesh." > "I sure will. Probably take a few days, but information will come this way." > > "I wish we had been able to get together under better terms, my friend. > All the same, it has been good to see you again." > "So do I. However all is not lost. I will be here for another dayor two. I am hoping to get appointments with a few officials. Perhaps if schedules permit we could have dinner. "
Golan nodded. "I would like that, my friend." > Golan watched his friend depart before returning to his office. He sat at > his desk to think about what they had just discussed. It was definitely > not good news. He could only hope that it was not too late to get his > people back on track. He tapped a console on his desk and opened a > line to the Venasian consulate. > > (response) > > "This is Ambassador Golan Dulath. I was hoping that Ambasador D'Amondra > would have a few minutes to spare for me. I have a rather urgent matter I > would like to discuss with her." > > (response) AJ
