> "As for the crew of the Hathor, they are all entitled to 30 days leave
>for the loss of their ship. I suppose that we can scare up a ship in that
>time. Admiral Kitanya, that may be best left to you. I have the feeling
that
>if left up to Snellings they will get another scow of a ship. I would do it,
>but being one of Snellings staff members, he would get wind of it and muck
>things up." Black continued once inside the briefing lounge.
"I'll take carrre of it. I can talk to Lasiterrr dirrrectly, and we should
be able to get them a decent ship worrrthy of warrriorrs."
> "On other news fronts, your data made it to Cait without incident. While
>I have no idea what you said in the letter discribing the materials, it
caused
>a stir. Just prior to your docking I got a joint communique from the Defense
>and Antiquities Ministeries on Cait. They are sending a three member team of
>lanugage specialists, and a battalion of warriors. They also said that they
>forwarded a preliminary report of their findings to Commander M'Rrenn at SF
>Command."
"What?" she asked, her brows furrowing as she leaned forward. Something
was seriously wrong.
> Polath was intrigued by the communication. That was a big step to take for
>the Caitians to send a battalion. The help would be appreciated, no matter
>where it came from. Well, as long as it was not Romulan of Cardassian. The
>Romulans fought without honor, and the Cardies fought like women.
>
> "Here are copies of the report." Black said handing PADDs to both Kitanya
>and Polath.
>
>The report confirmed what Kitanya had suspected, that the language that the
>Felinid had shared it's roots with that of the Caitian language. Possibly
>sharing an ancestor at some distant point. Also included was a detailed DNA
>profile. It appeared as if the Caitians and this new race shared more than
>just a root language... However, there was also evidence of genetic
>tampering. Perhaps genetic engineering or a really advanced and hard core
>form of selective breeding program.
Her Caitian response was outrage. Someone had taken her people and turned
them into these monsters. She was obviously not alone in her feelings; the
Caitian government most likely felt the same thing and was sending warriors
to defeat these creatures. "Abominations!" she blurted, before her brain
could censor it. "If I or any Caitian gets theirrr hands on whomeverrr did
this, they will wish a thousand devils had found them firrrst."
(resp?)
Her eyes were hard. "Now many things make sense to me." She closed her
eyes, trying to calm down. Her tail, however, was slashing violently
behind her and her claws were half out of their sheaths. "Parrrt of me
wants to rrrescue them, to frrree them frrrom the thing that crrreated and
contrrrols them. And yet, they arrre the fierrrcest warrriorrs I have
everrr fought, and I have seen in them things we as Caitians rrrejected
millenia ago. I don't know if they can orrr want to be rrrescued. They
arrre intent on destrrruction and domination, and that is something we, as
Caitians, cannot allow, no matterrr the costs." Her heart wept as her
voice filled with hardness. As Mikan, she was sworn to defend her people;
that was the code of the Mikan. But if these things were allowed to
proliferate, if they invaded, every Caitian would become a warrior, and her
clan would have failed its ancient duty.
(resp?)
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