> >"Admiral Kitanya, this is Commander Mitchell.
> I am sorry to interrupt your
> >meditation time, but I have an urgent call
> from Spacedock. It is Admiral
> >Lasiter. Shall I patch him through?" called
> the officer of the watch.
>
> The large Caitian opened her eyes, then took a
> deep breath, standing and
> going over to her console, the long flowing
> robe she wore billowing
> slightly behind her. "Please," she replied as
> she sat down.
>
> > After giving the Caitian a moment to
> prepare herself for the call, the
> CinC
> >is patched through. The familiar SF Emblem
> was replaced the the face of
> >Admiral Samuel Lasiter, and in the background
> she could see Vice Admiral
> >Feylan, the Acting Chief of Fleet Operations.
>
> "Admirrral Lasiterrr, Admirrral Feylan," she
> said, nodding politely.
>
> > "Good Day Admiral, I hope that we have not
> caught you at an awkward (sp)
> >time."
>
> "No sirrr," she replied. "I was meditating on
> the situation of ourrr new
> special operrrations trrrainees as we
> prrreparre them forrr a kind enemy
> they've neverrr experrrienced."
>
> > "M'Rrenn tells me that you were surprised
> about the amount of starships
> >that I was sending your way. While I do not
> want to alarm you or the people
> >out there, but this is serious. Starfleet has
> a mess on it's hands, and this
> >is just part of it.
> >
> > But that is not why we are calling. I have
> spoken at length with Vice
> >Admiral Faylan about the situation, and we
> both agree that a change needs to
> >be made. At your descression promote Captain
> John Black to Rear Admiral, and
> >put him in command of Starfleet's operations
> out there. Order him to take
> >charge and to cooperate with his Klingon
> Counterpart. Deal with Snellings as
> >you see fit. Starfleet does not have room for
> dinosaurs like him." Lasiter
> >said hoping that would help her out in her
> mission.
>
> She sat up a little straigher, more than
> pleased with the resolution - relief was more like it. "Yes, sirrr. Thank
you. The rrreasons for my meditation arrre vanishing. I might be able to
sleep tonight."
>
"I am glad that we could be of service to you, and your sleeping problems."
Lasiter answered.
Faylan added, returning the conversation to business, "You may suggest to
Admiral Snellings that he contact me about retirement."
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"Sleep well, Admiral. Be safe." Lasiter added.
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