> Sulin turned to Samuel. "A Vulcan mind-meld is
> not undertaken lightly, Admiral,"
> she told him, "a fact Healer Brennan is well
> aware of. For him to even suggest it,
> i understand there must be extraordinary
> circumstances at work. I choose not to be
> informed of the full depth of those
> circumstances, I need only to know that this is
> something to which you consent. Have you any
> questions about the contact?"
"I enter into this with an open mind and open eyes. I welcome this
joining of minds. May we begin."
"Perhaps you would like to sit and make yourself comfortable," she suggested.
Once he had done so, she joined him, pulling a chair to face him. Slowly, she
reached out and touched his face, gently, then closed her eyes. "Your mind to my
mind," she intoned softly, "your thoughts to my thoughts."
(and I'll let you take it from here, Chris, since you're the only one who knows how
this should go?)
Matt watched the two of them, quickly and surripticiously scanning the room for
available weapons in the unlikely event that this was all a huge mistake, and the
Venasians were about to exert undue and violent influence upon Admiral Lasiter.
