Commanders Dais and Gariabldi headed out from their meeting place, where
they had just ended their strategy session. It was time to move on to the
main show itself.
Arriving about 10 minutes early, the two were shown into the embassy and
into a conference room. It was rather comfortable, and tea was served.
After a few short minutes the Ambassador entered with the courier and
embassy's Chief of Security and Chief of Staff. Obviously the meeting was
now stacked against the two from Starfleet..... Upon the arrival of the
unexpected number of Bajorans, Joe leaded over to Dais whispering, "You
start off, and put them at ease. I'll come in with a few shots and you
react accordingly to them. I am sure that they will be almost rude."
"I would like to start by thanking all of you for taking the time to meet
with us. I am sure that our talks here will be of mutual benefit to all
involved. Please take a seat."
The newcomers came in and sat...
"Commander Dais, LT. Commander Gariabldi I am sure that you remember my
Chief of Staff. Allow me to introduce my Chief of Security, Mr. Relik and
our Courier Mr. Allso. I will not be staying, but I wanted to make
introductions and make sure that we are all on the same page. This is a
courtesy more than anything else, and the investigation has been turned over
to us....."
The Trill nodded to the Bajoran dignitaries as they were named. "That as
the agreement, Mister Ambassador. I am sure that you will find that Mr.
Garibaldi and myself have placed the investigation in the hands of the
Bajoran staff and will make sure to forward any requests, inquiries, and
opinions toward them."
"Good. Now then, good day Commanders..." with that out fo the way the
Ambassador left. Three to two, better odds.
"Where do you want to begin, Commander Dais?" asked the Chief of Staff.
(OOC: Chris, is Mr. Allso the Bajoran who brought the hand aboard the station?)
{OOC: Yes, it is.}
"To start off, I think that we should start with the basics. It has been
admitted that Mr. Allso?? brought a dismembered hand aboard the station.
While no charges are being brought against him in a Federation court...",
Dais paused to take a lengthy breath. While he wanted to be diplomatic, he
wanted to make it clear that he was not going to let the Bajorans walk all
over them. "... it is of great concern, both from a Security and a health
standpoint, to us. Since it is this hand that is at the core of our
concerns, I would like to start by asking where the hand is at this moment?"
Dais' eyebrows raised as he looked around the table. While he may not have been too
forceful, he was sure that his forthright inquest would be a surprise. It also set up
Mr. Garibaldi for a quick follow up to their response if they prove to be resistant,
which the Trill fully expected.
They were indeed taken aback not only by the boldness of the statement, but also by
the bluntness of it. While not rude, it was the equivilant of a cup being droped.
They looked at each other oh so briefly before an answer came.
The Chief of Security started, "Let's just get something straight. This is the
Bajoran Embassy, and is sovereign territory under the Bajoran Government. As this is
interview is a courtesy to Starfleet, you should display a bit more tact and not make
wild accusations."
The Chief of Staff cut in. He was far more diplomatic in tone and message.
"Before we get too far down this road that will lead us nowhere. We are not here
to point fingers or to make accusations. Now, you came to us with information about
an illegal search of our diplomatic courier, Mr. Allso. The fact that you conducted
an illegal search of a someone with diplomatic immunity is an issue that we are
ignoring for a moment, but will revisit it if need be." The implied threat was
obvious.
"Now, our initial interview with Mr. Allso revealed nothing suspicious or out of
the ordinary. However, based on your information, I had our security search the work
space and quarters of Mr. Allso. Those searches turned up nothing." Chief of Staff
Rivik continued.
This was a bit too polite for Garibaldi to jump in, so he looked over at Dais to let
him know he should continue.
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