> As if making up her mind about something,
> Celana swam from her spot by the
> window to the communications terminal.
>
> "What are you doing, T'remea?" Salaar asked.
>
> "If Admiral Lasiter - or someone else - is
> trying to break the Bond, perhaps
> he had better speak with someone more familiar
> with it first." Celana
> replied. She opened a connection with Earth,
> and spoke with the person on
> the other end. A few minutes later, she
> thanked him and broke the
> connection, returning to her spot by the
> portal. Salaar's eyebrows raised,
> and then he shook his head, returning to the
> news.
>
> ***
> On Spacedock...
>
> A call was routed through to Admiral Lasiter's
> offices. It was a young,
> flustered human male. "Uhhh... sorry to
> interrupt," he said to the person
> who answered, "I'm Dr. Lucas Ryan, from
> Starfleet Medical. I was asked to
> call here by Ambassador D'amondra. She though
> maybe Admiral Lasiter might
> want to talk to me."
>
The call was routed to Commander M'Rrenn.
"Drrr. Lucas, this is Commanderrr M'Rrenn, Admirrral Lasiterrr's chief of
staff. The Admirrral is in conferrrence at the moment. How may I help you?"
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