>> "We can take care of the prisioner transfer while you make your calls,
>Admiral. Shall we get back together tomorrow morning? That should give us
>time to properly take care of prisioners, wounded, dead, re-supply, and
>re-enforcement issues before we continue with the task of planning our next
>move. Also, with your permission, I would like to begin interrogations and
>analysis from our psyops and medical folks. We will want more detailed
>analysis of their biology." Black offered.
>
>She nodded, her mane, now clean from the blood it had been matted with
>earlier swaying gently. "I think we all want that. Forrrward the
>rrresults to the Caitian goverrrnment, if you wouldn't mind. Ourrr
>scientists and physicians can prrrobably give you insights a humanoid might
>miss. Make surrre to rrrecorrd the interrrogations if it's
>apprrroprriate." For the Klingons, it might not be. "Again, the Caitian
>experrrts will want to have a look at them to see if therrre arrre things
>we can glean otherrr might miss. You don't need to send those; therrre
>will be pshychologists in the grrroup being sent out herrre."
>
Both captains noded, acknowledging the orders.
>She was sore, her wounds pained her, and she had a lot to do. She got up
>and went back to her quarters. The first thing she did was to go back to
>her list of units that she'd considered originally for this mission. She
>found three squads on the back-up list and sent out orders for them to come
>immediately. The next thing she did was to check the time and to put in a
>call to M'Rrenn on the Gold Channel.
>
The stabd by emblem was replaced by the face of the Chief of Staff.
<[Good to see your face, old friend. However, by the look of things, you need a
vacation. Or at least medical leave.]>
>
><[Greetings, old friend. I was hoping I could talk to the Admiral.]>
>
<[Please stand by.]> he said sensing the unspoken gravity behind her words.
{response}
{OOC: assume that this call happens after the tense meeting in Lasiter's quarters and
his mind meld.}
A long moment later...
Lasiter's face appeared on the screen. There was a fatigued glint in his eyes. But
nothing else revealed what had been happening on SPD.
"Admiral Kitanya. It is good to see you. How goes your mission?"
{response}
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