> He nodded, signaling his understanding. <[Can they work together, or are
>they too incompatable to maintain a working relationship?]>
<[I don't think they can. The admiral is an idiot of the worst kind; the
kind that thinks they are really very clever. He hates Black because I
think he knows Black has what it takes and wants to sabotage anything Black
does and take credit for cleaning up the mess he himself caused. I don't
think it would be a good idea to let him be in charge.]>
><[As soon as we get these trainees up to speed here and we finalize plans for
>the next mission, I'll be heading back. Tell Lasiter to keep his claws
>sheathed. I won't tarry here too much longer.]>
>
> M'Rrenn took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Very characteristic of
>a human... <[Do not delay. Things are bad here, and it is about to get
>worse.]> he said in such a way that she knew he was 'speaking off the
>record'.
She nodded. <[Understood. Take care, my friend. Where there is rain, it
also means there may also be a rainbow after,]> she said, quoting a Caitian
proverb. <[Without the bad we couldn't savor the good. Be careful and
keep me updated, even if it's just a memo.]>
<[I will be sure to so just that, Admiral. Thank you for your candor. If
you need anything additional, please give me a call. Admiral Lasiter will be
in touch shortly.
I must be going. There is a report that I have to give the CinC.]> the
big cat replied with a smile that only another Caitian would understand, and
not freighted the crap out of.
{response}
With the call over, M'Rrenn wrote up his report on the Felinid situation and
prepared to deliver it to Admiral Samuel Lasiter.
