"Do you know what kind of trouble you are in here, Commander?", started
Rivik. "You have no idea what kind of a diplomatic incident you have caused.
When the dust settles you may find that your career is not worth spit. How
dare you arrest me? Do you have no concept of diplomatic immunity?" Rivik
was getting rather indignant.
"You can speak to whomever you wish, Mr. Rivik.� You are not being
arrested...."� K'Tael paused, and the "yet" was clearly implied if not
spoken.� "You are being taken in because of health and safety concerns.� It
is for your good as well as that of Spacedock's� and the shipping lanes."
K'Tael really wanted to tell him how he felt.� He was sick of dealing with
this freak.
Rivik said nothing, but everything about him spoke volumes.� He was fuming
angry, and there was nothing he could do but plot.
K'Tael contact the ship that had brought him over.� "Captain, if you could,
I would like you to transport everyone on this ship to your brig including
myself.� We will have to be put in medical isolation.� We found what may
turn out to be a major health risk on board."
�� "Will do, Commander.� The transporter room will be standing by for your
signal to begin transport.� You can expect to materialize in sickbay's
isoward.", replied the Captain.
"Could you also tow the ship toward Spacedock.� The staff there is going to
have to take over this situation to make sure that no one is endangered."
�� "That can be arranged, Commander.� Anything else?"
"That will be all, Captain. Thank you once again."
"Garibaldi to K'Tael.� I have arranged for the crew of my ship to be
transported off for the journey back to Spacedock, and for the ship to be
towed.� We are all set over here."
"We are doing the same over here. I should be able to meet you aboard the station within a few minutes."
(response)
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