> > > Carrhae was silent for several seconds.
> > > "Samuel, if I agree to wait, I
> > > can only do so if you will agree to
> restrict
> > > yourself to Spacedock and
> > > allow yourself to be monitored."
> > >
> > "Admiral, I have the same security detail
> that every other admiral on this
> > station has, and my combadge can be tracked
> easily. However, if you feel taht
> > is not sufficient, then you please suggest
> some other *reasonable* measure.
> > However, I will not agree to restrict my
> movement to Spacedock. That is not
> > reasonable. It *is* reasonable to restrict
> my movements to Spacedock *and*
> > Terra. If it will make you happy, I will
> have Renaud lock out all
> > transporters, and further restrict their
> operation to scheduled transport or
> > transport with special authority from Ops
> until we are able to speak to
> > President Montgomery." he countered.
>
> t'Llhweiir stiffened at the formality. "I am
> afraid I must insist on the
> additional restriction, Sir," she said.
> "Otherwise, I have no other
> option than to relieve you."
>
> She had bent as far backward as her honor would
> allow. With the
> restrictions she had suggested, Lasiter would
> still be in command, not
> relieved and restricted to his quarters under
> guard--something that
> would not go unnoticed.
>
> But if he would not relent, she truly had no
> other choice.
>
Lasiter stood and walked over to his window. It held a view of the
deepness of space. Terra and the other celestial bodies were not within it's
view.
He stood there for a good long moment, staring out into space. His
friend had shot down a reasonable request, and was essentially confined to the
station....
Without turning around, the CinC answered. "Very well." He said just
barely audible.
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